On the subject of kingfishers, I used to see them all the time when I lived next to the Basingstoke Canal, particularly kayaking as they’d fly ahead of you, swooping to the next branch. Now living on the Isle of Mull, we were driving along and noticed a bright blue bird swoop and perch on a roadside fence over a burn. Said to Mrs DB “why would I think I’ve just seen a kingfisher?” As they weren’t known to live on the island. She was talking to some knowledgeable birders – apparently kingfishers have been observed at a “secret” location.
Simply getting out in nature is what makes me happy – the mindfulness of simply taking it all in, whether up on the hill or out in my kayak, particularly in an eagle, otter, seal, porpoise or dolphin stops by. It gives you a sense of perspective, sitting there in the majesty of nature and your only worries are the weather and the tides.