Sunday morning was dismal, grey cold and a million miles from Spring. I set out on another Timed Tetrad Visit which was hard going. I finished somewhere up near the site of St George's Hospital which was originally called Northumberland County Lunatic Asylum. All of the old buildings still stand although they are fenced off with cameras everywhere but I did note quite a few access holes that could be used by Little Owl, or Barn Owl for that matter.
Walking back I turned off the beaten track to head through the woods east back to the bottom of Whorral Bank and on home. The woods were a little misty but quiet. It was here that (I didn't think I'd ever write this) I had an alien encounter. I think it saw me first as when I caught sight of the small grey shape it was already moving off through the vegetation. No mistake though, an alien. No warning, not like the TV, no lights shining through trees or strange humming noises, just this small grey figure hurrying away.
I rushed to try and capture an image and in doing so stepped back too far and slipped down the muddy bank behind me, camera, bins and me doing a 'Glastonbury' in the mud. At least I assume I slipped, I suppose it could have been the alien although I felt no force.
I reported it of course to the relevant authorities, they may even have been out trying to catch up with the beast today although I haven't heard anything. Of course if they are behind the security fences at the old hospital there could be lots of them and unless access can be gained, well we won't know until they take over. We have to take action though, protect the natives and all that.
It was a shock, first Grey Squirrel I've had this far north.