Sitting in the conservatory with coffee after breakfast, the sound was unmistakeable the 'pinking' of a skein of pink-feet flying over. Jumping up I could see them against the blue sky; first one large skein which morphed into two 'Vs' and then back into 1 single large 'V' of about 100 birds. These birds return to us from their breeding grounds on the arctic tundra and mountainsides in Greenland, Iceland and Svarlbard at this time of the year. We are lucky here as they spend the winter with us and we get to see them on their daily migrations from coastal mudflats where they roost to inland fields to feed. I often thing of their calls as a distant sound of belling hounds as described by Susan Cooper in her wonderful book 'The Dark is Rising' when the wild hunt rides led by mythical Herne the Hunter.
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