From the archives.
Christmas Eve 2018, we were blessed with a family of Otters feeding in the town centre boating lake. Although they were in there every morning fishing, I knew they were living somewhere in the river so I tried to find where the crossing point was.
As I waited by the river, I didn't realize there was a drain pipe that they were using. This one came out of the pipe just where I was standing and I don't know who jumped the highest.
I reacted fastest though and garbed a shot from two metres away while it was still deciding what to do.
