It appears that I am the only one brave enough to venture along the sludgy river bank as there were no other tracks, only those of a large bird. As I bounded merrily along the path the large bird, which mum informs me is called a cormorant, popped up from behind a bush and took flight. The chase was on! As I ran along the flooded section of the river bank I failed to see a big hole under the water. Head first down the hole I went! When I emerged mum was bent double laughing and the cormorant was gone! I had apparently managed to cover my face with mud from the hole. This must have looked particularly good because people kept stopping and looking at me, and telling mum how amazing I looked. I must dive into muddy holes more often!!
Sunday, 6 January 2013
Diving for cormorants
It appears that I am the only one brave enough to venture along the sludgy river bank as there were no other tracks, only those of a large bird. As I bounded merrily along the path the large bird, which mum informs me is called a cormorant, popped up from behind a bush and took flight. The chase was on! As I ran along the flooded section of the river bank I failed to see a big hole under the water. Head first down the hole I went! When I emerged mum was bent double laughing and the cormorant was gone! I had apparently managed to cover my face with mud from the hole. This must have looked particularly good because people kept stopping and looking at me, and telling mum how amazing I looked. I must dive into muddy holes more often!!
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