Bussard

The first time I was in Hainhausen, I immediately spotted the kingfisher. While I was waiting for it and sitting on the Rodau, a buzzard came along with prey in its claws. It was flying so low and the river was not visible at that point that we were both really frightened when it burst through the branches just a meter in front of me. Luckily it didn’t lose its prey. 

Last weekend I was looking for the kingfisher again – as you can see in the previous post – and guess who was there too.