Having had such good cuckoo success yesterday I couldn't wait for the new day to dawn, then the weather forecast seemed to indicate a front moving through but I decided to risk it anyhow and I was back on the moor by around 9 o'clock.  I set up overlooking the tree where I had photographed the bird yesterday and it wasn't long before Cuckoos were calling – at least 2 and I watched them flying from tree to tree but not close enough for a photograph.  After an hour and with a Cuckoo calling almost constantly and not too far away, I decided to change tack and see if I could stalk up to where it was perched.  I knew this would be really hard but I could see a cuckoo now, low on and old dead tree stump.  I watched as it flew down to feed and I thought I could get much closer but I was wrong!   As I approached, almost on my belly – defying my age some would say – I was almost in position when suddenly from the tree above me another cuckoo – probably a female – flew out followed by the male who had now seen me as well!  I was disappointed but now I knew where they are feeding. I sat myself under a tree opposite and got myself camouflaged and hidden and began to wait.  Unfortunately the weather worsened and the promised wet front arrived.  I was shrouded in a mist and a steady drizzle began to fall. I peered out of a hole in my cam stuff and then, suddenly there was a female cuckoo flying in against the strong breeze. It landed right on the tree where I hoped one would!  She was wet through and probably didn't appreciate the mobbing of a meadow pipit which usually happens. She remained long enough for me to take a few nice pics before, with the mobbing pipit in tow, she flew to my right and in to a nearby hawthorn. I was going to swing my camera around to her but the pipit got the better of her and she flew off again strongly.  I love it when I put in a lot of effort and plan a strategy and it pays off, so today's encounter and subsequent photograph was very rewarding.