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of three miles brings us to the first rock that we are to stop 
at. Here three years ago a pair of Buzzards nested and 
successfully reared off a brood of three young, but since then 
they have nested somewhere else in the same vicinity, for, 
although we have been unable to discover the new nest, the two 
old birds, together with their young, have been seen by us at the 
end of each season. The Buzzards are not about this morning, 
but we climb up to the old nest in order to see if there is any 
sign of their going to utilize it this spring, but it is in the 
same dilapidated state. No sooner than we reach level ground 
again it begins to rain, and we hurriedly seek for shelter. A 
shelter, however, we are unable to obtain, and in rushing about 
we frighten a Tawny Owl from its snooze in an ivy-clad tree. 
We determine to wait for an hour in the hope of it clearing up, 
but the hour is ended and still it pours, so we wend our way 
back, disappointed and uncomfortable in our wet clothes. On 
the way a Mistle-Thrush’s nest with two eggs is found, and we 
also stop for a while to watch a gymnastic display afforded us 
by a couple of Long-tailed Tits in a small hawthorn. 
10th.—We cycle to a wood not very far away from the town, 
where a Chiffchaff is seen and heard for the first time this 
season. After a long search for nests, the only one of interest 
that we find is a Long-tailed Tit’s, which is built in a gorse- 
bush and is full of eggs. A Kestrel is also seen. 
18th.—Another visit is paid to Penmon, and on arriving at 
the deer-enclosure we endeavour to find some Peewits’ eggs, and 
in all we find about nine nests, all of which are empty, for 
the man who supplies the poultry dealer has been there before 
us in the early morn. A Carrion-Crow which appears overhead 
is at once chased away by the Peewits. After this we enter 
the Priory Wood, not very far off. In a hole that a Green 
Woodpecker had started to hack out last year, and the entrance 
to which had been enlarged with a knife, a Robin had built 
its nest, which contained five eggs. As one is in the act of 
climbing up to investigate a hole in a tree, and gripping on 
to a piece of bark in order to ascend, a big strip of the latter 
gives way and reveals to us a nest. This is a last year’s 
structure of a Tree-Creeper, with one broken egg and two whole 
ones embedded in the feathers. A pair of Pied Wagtails are 
