I spent the morning in Richmond Park filming the stags and their harems. I had hoped to see some clashing of antlers, but I settled for some very loud and bellowing instead. I had read that the best time to see the stags displaying their masculinity is at dawn. I didn’t quite make it to the park for dawn, but I did get there in time for the morning mist to provide me with a dramatic backdrop.
I guess I’ll have to try again next week.