This afternoon I sat waiting in my pit hide, hoping to photograph a Buzzard coming in to the bait especially placed for it. I waited for what seemed an age without success and then retreated to the caravan to make a brew..... how long does it take to boil a cup of water? But unbeliebvably in that short time, something had come in quietly and taken the bait. I was disappointed to say the least but I was quite sure that what ever had taken the prey, probably the Buzzard, would return for more. I re-baited and waited again. Suddenly after 20 minutes or so, here was a Buzzard. It swooped on to the chick but at the last instant veered away. This behaviour was repeated 4 times and oddly in the end, inspite of sitting on the fence opposite and watching the free offerings for ten minutes on two ocassions, in the end it changed its mind, decided that it wasn't safe and flew off elsewhere. I have absolutely no idea why. Sometimes patience isn't enough. In the end the light failed and apart from a quick visit from one of the Jays it had been quite a disappointing session. I am starting to become familiar with the Jays now. They call when they are in the vicinity, givving themselves away before they suddenly arrive on the peanuts. I quite often hear a Buzzard when they are around and I have realised that not is all it seems. One of the Jays is a great immitator and constantly makes a distant Buzzard call and, as I discovered today also the call of a distant Carrion Crow. Very interestingly.