Another fen rider here. I used to do an evening job until 10.30 and then cycle home along the main A10. The best ride home I had was a moonlit night with a slight tailwind...
... and having a barn owl fly along 2 metres away keeping pace, at about 20mph, for over a mile. We both kept glancing across at each other as if he was getting as much of a kick out of it as I was.
Another time we had an injured tawny owl in the garden. He couldn't get enough height to fly over the fence. I rang the Raptor Rescue Centre, and they said "Get a tea towel, and go and catch it."
It's got bloody grert claws FFS!
Well, I got an old dressing gown and went and caught it - it was suprisingly calm and docile. I took it round to a bloke in the village that looked after them (the Raptor centre put me in tough with him), and the centre picked it up in the morning. Don't know if it survived tho'