Every evening, Antonia and I check to see if 'our' heron is fishing on our campsite again. This time it was back, and we got one shot of it catching a fish.
Antonia says that shortly after this, she was down by the canal in the twilight, and the heron accidentally flew into her. It's beak grazed her knee and she was able to touch its feathers for a few seconds.
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