I'm with you on Otter Country. It was a Christmas present in my case (I am notoriously obsessed with otters) and page after page of " So I spent the entire day squelching through the Somerset Levels on hands and knees in barely above zero temperatures and all I had to show for it were a few grains of otter poo - but it was really mystical otter poo and I felt so in touch with the eternal as I sniffed it" left me otterly cold.