It had always been an ambition of mine to visit Gibraltar, during the migration season. Research done before, suggested the Rock itself was good for photography, although I soon learnt that conditions had to be right! The famous Apes were there, bullying tourists who either were eating food and didn't seem to know the consequences or looked like they had food. On the first day, there was a steady Booted Eagle passage and on the second day just the four Sparrowhawks. I followed wind directions a bit more after this!