So we drove off from there looking for another venue. We were driving along a windy hill road, very scenic, when Hen screamed loudly. Now fortunately, I'm quite used to this, though this was a particularly loud scream. Hen's screams are normally followed by; "Did you not see/just hit/run over that old person/truck/gorge/policeman?!?!"
So I turned to look at her, and screamed myself!
This little beauty had run up the passenger side window. Wonderfully sunlit from behind, glowing in effect.


We came very close to having to pay to get the car seats dry cleaned.
Fully grown huntsman, about 6 inches in span. My heart didn't slow down to under 120 bpm until I realised it was on the outside of the car.
Such a beauty when you are safe from them.
More on this tale, plus more photos to come, when I write up our website next.