The day promised to be interesting as gulls attracted my attention mid-morning. I climbed onto the museum's roof to see a juvenile Griffon Vulture rapidly dropping from the sky, undercarriage down...
I took these photos from the roof and then lost the bird as it dropped somewhere between the buildings of the City of Gibraltar. I knew that, sooner or later, he'd have to fly and the gulls would give his presence away. So I waited. A couple of hours later a friend called to say a large vulture was sitting on the roof of a house, attracting the attention of gulls and passers by so off I went...
and there he was, resting in stoic fashion, almost accepting its lot...
as he moved I got good chances of getting close to him as the following shots show...
A few minutes ago he was roosting on a high building and the gulls seemed to have left him. The saga will continue in the morning...
