Ray Mears' Wild France? More like mild France
By Walter White
‘There’s never a boring moment in a tern colony,’ declared Ray Mears last night as his tour of the French hinterland drew to a close.
Except when Ray trained his binoculars on the seabirds nesting on an island off the Brittany coast. Nature ensures tern chicks are so well camouflaged from predators they merge in with the grey expanse of pebbles. So what we got was interminable close-ups of Ray squinting through his scopes at what could have been unmoving chicks --or equally unmoving rocks.