On yesterday's ride:
- another dead badger by the roadside. That makes two in two rides, in areas 20-30 km apart.
- an urban lizard (real one, not the lounge-suit variety)
- a small hawk, kestrel or merlin, being harried by an angry mama bird about the size of a wagtail
- a farmer finishing off mowing a field, and a stork patrolling the outskirts of the diminishing stand of tall grass left in the middle to pick off escapees.