A Buzzard at very close quarters :w00t:
It attacked me this morning when I was climbing Castley Knotts on the Sedbergh Hills race route. First I heard was a swoosh above me and then as I climbed the hill it swooped closer and closer. I thought it was fun to start with till at the middle of the climb I glanced to my left and it was descending rapidly, undercarriage down and locked heading for my head. I dived to the ground and after it had passed managed a PB for the rest of the climb when it finally gave up.
The joys of fell running
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