Not done much with Freya lately as the weather's been shit and suitable slips on the lamp hard to come by. Too many foxes about the lurcher lads round here must be shite haha.
The weather was nice today. Sunny with abit of a breeze. Was about to head off with mine when my mate called to see if I would go out with him and his second year eagle. So decided to go give him a hand. The Eagle hadn't had a kill so far. Anybody who knows about them will know they are slow to mature and their first few seasons aren't always the best. Anyhow we walked a few fields and the Eagle had a 2 half hearted attempts at hares but on the third he really committed to it. Missing the first strike hen using the wind to an advantage and turned in the air and came down hard hitting his mark. By the time we got their the hare was dead. Was over the moon to be their for his first kill. Glad I can get out with him through the season.
Got back and took mine out just before dark. All sets turned out empty that we did with the ferret. As we came onto the field Freya spotted a lone young pigeon walking down a stubble line. Let her off and she did her textbook fly high and to to the right before cutting back I'm. The pigeon spotted her as she just turned and lifted up but the hawk had built up too much speed and just as it lifted up to fly she managed to get a foot on it.