Today was cold but sunny so I thought I would see if I could get some better pictures of Oslo’s scarce gulls.
The Glaucous Gull decided to hang around with the drug pushers on the shady side of the river and didn’t even move on when the police came – a real tough brute. Not even the police managed to move him on. Finally he took to the wing but not to visit me and my bread but instead to land on the ice. I managed some pictures but not as close as I had hoped.
|1st winter Glaucous Gull Oslo|
This portrait of Herring Gull was supposed to have been of the brute himself.
|1st winter Mediterranean Gull|
|wolfing down some bread|
I did not manage to bump into the Eagle Owl which Per Christian was lucky enough to a couple of days ago as he went to his car after work at 5pm. He noticed a huge swarm of angry crows venting their anger on something which turned out to be an Eagle Owl. Obviously you just need to be in the right place at the right time at dusk and listen out for hundreds of crows!