The heavy snows have made life difficult for everybody up and down the country.
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But for a wildlife enthusiast such as myself it has provided one of the most exciting photographic opportunities ever.
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For the first time in my life I've seen up to 50 hares together at one time. I've had to brave temperatures of -14C and blizzards that have lasted for hours wearing a customised snow suit made from ton dumpy bags and a DIY spraysuit to see them!
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Hares don't just breed in March. They are solitary animals and if you see more than one at a time it means they could be courting. In this photograph I captured 27 hares at once.
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But the conditions were extreme. The hares would hunker down, with their backs to the wind during blizzards which could last for hours. I used these times to creep closer to them.
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After a blizzard they would recover.
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Stretch.
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And then resume courting. Here the one of the males dared to test the female's scent.
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But here a female rebuffed the male's amorous advance with a swift box that sent him springing.
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After several days of snow storms, I was glad of some good light on a crisp sunny day and although it was -14C when I set out the bright light and heat haze coming off the snow played havoc with my auto-focussing.
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The sunlight also put paid to my disguise since the hares could also hear my every footstep
crunching through the snow.
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Click
here to read more about my experiences in this month's Yorkshire Post.
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