One of my favourite road rides is a stretch beside the Scaur between Drumlanrigg and Moniaive. Theres about 1/4 mile stretch that is absolutely hoaching with pheasants. To start with you see herds of them running across the fields in the distance like that scene in Jurasic Park then as you run through the woods its like a battle field, scurrying infantry zigzagging across the road, air support strafing form the left and right, crashing through the fences in clouds of feathers, then just to your sides explosions of ferns and bird launching out of the undergrowth like incoming shells. Just a total eruption of feathers and panic. Its really, really funny and we can hardly hold onto the bike for laughter.
Then over the hill to the Green Tea House for Pheasant and Orange casserole…. then back the way we came and the same pheasant fireworks again