Chasing shadows up on the roof

It’s ‘heather’ time on Exmoor, mid to late August, and the stags are in full, soft velvet before it imminently sheds, to reveal their battle amour and the abruptly hard new-season antlers in preparation for the autumn rut. Rut, rut, rutting. It can be a fractious and emotional time as the new flood of hormones […]