Today I tried to locate the ringtail hen harrier I saw on the field two days ago, but could not find it. Walking around the field, however, there were lots of buzzards and flacons, most of which gave us a wide berth. However, one of the soaring birds became interested in us and began soaring in circles around us almost at treetop level, passing overhead a few times whilst looking down at us and over the field. It turned out to be a pale-morph juvenile honey-buzzard! It is great enough when a raptor decides to pay you a visit, but even better when something rare and usually elusive becomes curious about you. I am not sure what made us too interesting to ignore for the honey-buzzard, but the moment was truly magical.