Derring Do of the DBs


I rashly agreed to rendezvous with the boys on one of their bike outings, to take some photos. No surprises that, shortly after this trip, we had to replace the back wheel on B’s bike, which was buckled beyond repair.






Salad Burnett.


Wild strawberry.

We were drawn to a bit of a commotion overhead. A buzzard and another bird of prey were apparently being harried by a group of jackdaws.


Actually, it soon became clear that the jackdaws weren’t at all interested in the buzzard, but were all in pursuit of the other raptor…a peregrine!


I’ve seen peregrines before, but whilst I’ve been aware that they nest locally, I’ve never actually seen one close to home.



Solomon’s seal.




Herb robert.

Racking my brains for a song for this post, it occurred to me that ‘The Vision of Peregrine Worsthorne’ by McCarthy, from their brilliant debut album ‘I am a Wallet’, would be at least superficially appropriate. But then I remembered ‘Governing Takes Brains’, by the same band, the arrogant lyrics of which seem entirely apposite at the moment…

From there it seemed like an obvious step to ‘Follow the Leader’ by Eric B and Rakim. I can well remember the first time I heard this, in Eastern Bloc records in Manchester, sifting through their extensive collection of imported American hardcore punk and being stunned by the sheer menace of this sound.

Whilst I was searching for that track, I fortuitously stumbled upon ‘Follow the Leader’ by George the Poet, Maverick Sabre and Jorja Smith.

“That’s the kind of music we listen to,” the DBs tell me.

What’s more Little S has been studying George the Poet for his English classes:


Derring Do of the DBs

17 thoughts on “Derring Do of the DBs

    1. beatingthebounds says:

      I know. Somehow, watching through the camera lens gives me a little more detachment, but when they announce one particular jump as “This is the one where R broke his arm”, it isn’t very encouraging. Still, we came away pretty much unscathed on this occasion.

  1. I spent all last spring volunteering for the National Trust at one of their Peregrine sites down here. Brilliant watching them parent for 4 chicks high on a quarry face, catching pigeons on the wing and then teaching their youngsters to hunt by dropping food from above down into the quarry so the chicks fly out to catch it as it falls. Superb animals, the fastest in the world, they live everywhere apart from Antarctica, very territorial in their 3 or 4 mile radius. Saw some myself today as I walked around the south Devon coastal path.

    1. beatingthebounds says:

      Wow. What a great experience. I didn’t know that about them dropping things for the chicks to catch!

      1. It teaches the chicks how to catch on the wing as they only catch things as it flies, saw them grab a blackbird once as well but pigeons are their favourite down here

        1. beatingthebounds says:

          I’ve heard that the nests here are often raided by crafty ravens – one raven will distract the adult peregrine than a second flies into the unguarded nest and steals the chicks.

          1. When they are young this can happen, it depends on the area and how prevalent the food is. By 4 weeks the chicks can be 3/4 size so are way too big by then. Down here only one adult needed to go out to hunt and within 15 minutes they would be back with something, so the chicks were well fed. The territory is only 4 miles ish so there will be another pair not far away. Last years chicks are always driven away by the parents during the winter. Our previous chicks have been marked up as far as Bristol. They are very versatile birds and easily nest in cities. I seem to remember there were webcams on pairs in Bath and other places

    1. beatingthebounds says:

      Even B steered clear of some of the steepest stuff. It’s a pretty jaw-dropping place, worth a look at least.

    1. beatingthebounds says:

      Thanks – they were high above us which isn’t ideal, but I’ll take that over not seeing them.

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