We have a monster!!

A boar might attack the camera if it fell from the tree while it was there. If it was scratching around the tree or rubbing against it then it may have knocked the camera out of the tree.
I thought that but it wouldn't explain the damage higher up on the tree, which is right next to where the camera was wedged.

Could the damage to the tree and camera been caused by the lightning you had the other night?
No, definitely not. The bark has been peeled off the top and there's no charring of anything. The control board in the camera is dirty, but not burnt in any way, and nothing is melted. Lightning is pretty good at melting stuff :D

On that note, a completely unrelated story. This is from before I was with J. He was travelling back to the UK from Andorra, flying out of Barcelona. Settled into his seat for take off. Up they went, up and up to altitude and they started to cruise. Suddenly, there was a huge bang, the lights went out, a smell of smoke filled the cabin and the plane plummeted. It levelled off, but it kept surging and lurching - one of the engines was out and it looked like they were struggling to get it started. The flight crew were running up and down the aisles, obviously searching for the source of the smoke. J said it was eerily quiet - no screaming, no hysteria, just panicked silence.
After about twenty minutes, the engine finally started and the plane equalised. The lights went back on and everyone started to relax. All this time there had been no communication from the flight desk, but then, an announcement: "Hello ladies and gentleman, this is your captain. I would like to apologise for not talking to you sooner, but as you can imagine, we've been rather busy up here.
"Just to let you know what happened, we were just hit by the largest lightning strike I have experienced in the last thirty years of flying. Don't worry though, the plane is designed to withstand such a strike and we'll be continuing on our way to Liverpool immediately."

After another twenty minutes of watching Barcelona going past the window, J thought, "You lying bastard" :D

But they did continue on their way eventually, and they landed safely. J's sister was waiting for him at the gate. As he went to hug her, he gave her a huge electric shock. Later on, he realised his watch was going crazy. It would skip forwards, then spin, then go backwards. It had a mind of its own. As it was an expensive watch, he took it to a shop the next day to have it looked at. They opened it up and asked, "What the hell happened to this?!". Apparently the circuit board had melted in places! They said it would be expensive to fix, but he decided to have it done because "It's my lucky watch now!".

I beg to differ. I think the lucky watch is the watch you are wearing all the times your plane isn't hit by lightning. But maybe that's just me.
 
I thought that but it wouldn't explain the damage higher up on the tree, which is right next to where the camera was wedged.



No, definitely not. The bark has been peeled off the top and there's no charring of anything. The control board in the camera is dirty, but not dirty in any way, and nothing is melted. Lightning is pretty good at melting stuff :D

On that note, a completely unrelated story. This is from before I was with J. He was travelling back to the UK from Andorra, flying out of Barcelona. Settled into his seat for take off. Up they went, up and up to altitude and they started to cruise. Suddenly, there was a huge bang, the lights went out, a smell of smoke filled the cabin and the plane plummeted. It levelled off, but it kept surging and lurching - one of the engines was out and it looked like they were struggling to get it started. The flight crew were running up and down the aisles, obviously searching for the source of the smoke. J said it was eerily quiet - no screaming, no hysteria, just panicked silence.
After about twenty minutes, the engine finally started and the plane equalised. The lights went back on and everyone started to relax. All this time there had been no communication from the flight desk, but then, an announcement: "Hello ladies and gentleman, this is your captain. I would like to apologise for not talking to you sooner, but as you can imagine, we've been rather busy up here.
"Just to let you know what happened, we were just hit by the largest lightning strike I have experienced in the last thirty years of flying. Don't worry though, the plane is designed to withstand such a strike and we'll be continuing on our way to Liverpool immediately."

After another twenty minutes of watching Barcelona going past the window, J thought, "You lying bastard" :D

But they did continue on their way eventually, and they landed safely. J's sister was waiting for him at the gate. As he went to hug her, he gave her a huge electric shock. Later on, he realised his watch was going crazy. It would skip forwards, then spin, then go backwards. It had a mind of its own. As it was an expensive watch, he took it to a shop the next day to have it looked at. They opened it up and asked, "What the hell happened to this?!". Apparently the circuit board had melted in places! They said it would be expensive to fix, but he decided to have it done because "It's my lucky watch now!".

I beg to differ. I think the lucky watch is the watch you are wearing all the times your plane isn't hit by lightning. But maybe that's just me.
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I've never flown and now never wil!
 
Not yet, no - with my monster hangover on Saturday, I didn't get to town to buy a new SD card for the camera, and shops aren't open here on a Sunday. The cards I have are all too big and it will only take a smaller capacity one. J is going to go get one today and we're going to set the camera up - securely! - tonight. Fingers crossed we'll catch the beastie.

J agrees with me that it's not lightning damage and is most likely a boar. A very big boar! The fact it's clearly so angry is a bit of a worry.
Yesterday evening, Willow didn't want to come on an evening walk because there was a storm brewing. By the time we got back, she was raring to go, so I took her out for a play by herself (very important for her confidence). It was getting quite dark by then, and she kept looking into the trees, so I nervously called it a night and went back inside the safety of our gates.

Oh, there was one other thing on Friday evening. I didn't mention that that first day when the posts were out, there was one other thing that made me raise my eyebrows. Where I take the dogs to work on our play is outside the fenced area around our house, outside the far end of the "garden" (quotes because it's still rather wasteland at the moment!). I have placed a bit of vet bed there so we can roll around on it. That first time, I noticed that the vet bed had been moved; I could see the indentations of the backing foam and the piece of material had been moved basically its entire length to one side. That was pretty weird.
Then on Friday evening, it was bundled up in a ball against the fence, about 15-20 feet away. It had been a little breezy, but nowhere near windy enough to do that. On inspection, the vet bed has been attacked! The foam backing has long gouges out of it. I'm pretty sure if it hadn't been made of such sturdy stuff, it would have been in tatters.

Yup, this is one pissed off monster! :devil:
 
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