Worcestershire Beast.

Cinnabar caterpillars eating ragwort.

Tuesday – 28th June: Over the last few weeks I have glimpsed, out of the corner of my eye, a black animal moving away from me through the undergrowth. The animal appeared to be the size of a large fox or muntjac and the sightings were made as the evening light was fading. I have tried to resist jumping to conclusions about it being the Worcester Beast, or a large wild cat; however, I am left with impressions of what I think I have seen: black animal with a tail and a fluidity of movement that precludes the bobbing trot of a muntjac and the shuffling gait of a badger. Twice I caught fleeting side-way glances of it moving through trees, and twice I have seen its back-end disappearing into the long grass. I have thought so much about the possibilities of what I saw, that I am now no longer sure about what I think I saw: one minute my mind’s eye sees a fox, the next a muntjac and then a badger. I have placed a remote camera at the various places where the sightings occurred, but no black animal has been snapped.

Thistle head.

I have seen some big paw prints in the areas of the sightings, but I am pretty sure that these belong to a large dog – a German Pointer that is allowed to run amok on the marsh by its owner. Another thing I believe I saw when I spotted side-way views of the animal running through the trees with its head turned towards me, was two large shining eyes staring back at me.

It has got to the stage where I now flinch at the snap of a twig or a rustling in the bushes. Whatever it is, it is definitely a wild animal and not a domesticated dog.

You might have noticed if you look at my photographs, that ragwort and thistle heads are my current favourite plants. I really like ragwort; I really like all plants and blooms.

You will have noticed if you look at my photographs, that ragwort and thistle heads are my current favourite plants. I really like ragwort; I really like all plants and blooms.

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2 Comments on “Worcestershire Beast.

  1. Very interesting indeed! I’m generally sceptical about wild big cats in Britain, although I’ve had a couple of very inconclusive sightings of ‘something’ over the years.

    I’d love it if the cats were really there though. I don’t suppose there’s any chance you could put down some kit-e-kat in a spot where you can get clear tracks…?

    • Ha ha! I haven’t seen a big wild cat yet, either, and neither have my camera traps. I think I saw a black fox or a badger. The dusk light can play strange tricks with a person’s eyes and the brain works overtime trying to come-up with a reasonable answer. If there is a wild cat on the marsh, I think I should find the evidence; after all, I spend enough time mooching around down there. I have a slight reservation, though: the flashing eyes! I have just come back from the marsh and I have noticed I am much more alert down there that usual.

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