What a day mist, drizzle and rain. Had my mate out with his young albidus goshawk, spent most of the day trying to get her a kill, but the rain got the better of her. No cigar!
Then it started raining properly. I said to the boys mine needs to kill on her first flight, otherwise she'll be too wet to go again. Walking the cover crop and a cockbird got up two thirds of the way down the field. She left the glove with a lot of distance to make up. We tracked her down two thirds of the way down the next field, soaking wet and plucking her prize. #52?