There I was trying to photograph an Emperor in flight when I heard a plop from my right. Assuming it was a frog or the like I continued only to see a tail disappearing into the water and then a few feet further on a head appeared and stared back at me. After giving me some consideration the Otter decided to go to the other side of the pond where it continued hunting eventually coming up with what must have been a freshwater mussel judging by the crunching noise it made whilst eating it. NIce dentition.
sad old loner totally p****d off with life, work and modern society hence the propensity to head off into the wilds to escape.
Photos taken with Canon 500D and (from 14.06.13) Tamron 70-300 zoom following the demise of my Canon zoom.