Dyfi wildlife centre

 Good grief, not again! Having breakfast outside and Alan walks over to say good morning. I ask you...the brothers have got to be mentally connected because both wore the same T-Shirts, and the shorts were almost identical too!

 Today was hot, well, the forecast for our region was for temperatures above 24 degrees and with this being our final day all together, and with the Osprey's almost on our doorstep, we headed off for the Dyfi wildlife centre.

Unfortunately, no dogs were allowed on the site, so someone had to stay with Sophie while the rest went in. It fell to Alan to look after her, just until one of us got back to take over, so with a 'be back soon' left him on the balcony enjoying the sun. A lookout tower was about 10 minutes walk along a wooded boardwalk. I'm assuming the area was mainly of marsh judging by the reeds and iris growing along the track but with the dry weather, it had all but dried up.

 Also, unknown until we arrived was this place is home to beavers. This taken from Cors Dyfi Beaver Enclosure:-The seven acre site is home to a small family of beavers, which play an important role in helping to manage the dense willow and birch scrub that is drying out the wetland. They help us to ensure the continued recovery of this damaged low land raised bog habitat.

A hide was just off the main path, not a sign of the beaver, although a wonderfully made wicker one was by the entrance.

 

 Anyway, we continued to the tower, plenty of steps to the top tier but worth the climb because the room that greeted us was all set up for Osprey watching with its large forward facing windows, (all closed and only the side window were open, mores the pity) but with three telescopes trained on the nest and a live webcam showing every moment of the action, so a very clear view could be had. I managed a few photos, but the best ones were taken from a monitor screen in the corner.

MY PHOTO'S

 

 

 AND TAKEN OFF THE MONITOR

And these from a monitor photo loop of the early days.

 A late lunch was had before making a hasty retreat back to MB. Horrible black clouds started appearing, and we could see the rain coming in. The Houdini hatches had been left open, the last thing we wanted was to try and mop up after a storm!

 

It never did materialise, the sun returned, typical after I had stripped off the shorts for jeans and a jumper was put on! Never mind, we were off to Pennal later for a final family meal together at the hotel, which meant another walk through the woods and along the lane.