A spot of good luck

I stood in the same location of the Lasgarn Wood last year hoping to hear the churring of a nightjar but drew a blank, This time it was different but before I picked up that faint yet evocative churring I was tipped off to their presence by a knowledgeable jogger who directed me to a tree about a hundred yards away. And sure enough as I approached the said area I could hear a bird calling. To my surprised I could see the bird resting on the outer branch of a tree. After a few minutes another bird approach and both took off out of sight.