On a quiet Fall afternoon, Mama and Papa Swan have their own private sail-past in their domain at the western end of Lost Lagoon.

All is peaceful for the moment, but they are clearly hoping to find a young raccoon along the shore to demonstrate their disapproval in a duet of hissing that just might make the Guinness Book of Records – that’s not wind in the willows you hear – it’s our Terrible Twosome trying to intimidate the furry bandits (one of the reasons swan-watchers get gray hair!)