A Kestrel for a Knave

03:12

52.9km

16.5km/h

52.6km/h

510m

Amazing the adventures one has while out on one's trusty steed!
Today I returned from the smog to the countryside.
Not long into the ride I was flagged down by a young lady asking for assistance.
It transpired that she had found a kestrel nearby and the poor thing had got its wing entangled in some foliage and was trapped akin an insect in a cobweb.
With the help of another passer by we put a towel over its eyes to lessen the distress to the bird and also to protect ourselves from a nasty peck with its predatory beak! We put a jacket around it so that we could avoid flapping wings and used a pocket knife to cut the kestrel free.
Thus, unentwined, we checked the animal for damage to it's wings and there appeared to be none, so we released it to freedom in a nearby field.
Good deed done for the day, I continued on and had lunch at the Monument Cafe.
Venison sausages in a bun and a rather soft and scrumptious donut for pudding, washed down with a cup o' hot, strong coffee.
Back out on the road, I pumped my way up the seemingly endless and appropriately named Pedlers Hill, where I could feel the benefit of the sugar coursing through my veins! Then through the country lanes and home for a nice cup o' tea! 🚴🏽‍♂️

Ps. I'm saying kestrel, but I'm no avian expert, so if anyone knows better, please let me know in the comments 😊