5 or 6 years ago I was pursuing my fav pastime of walking in the dales when I stopped on the top of Malham cove for a rest and a cup of tea. I was sat legs dangling over the edge about centre of this pic, when a flock of pigeons flew over, as I glanced up they suddenly scattered, a peregrine came down from above and grabbed one.
If you look a couple of inches from the left of the pic you will see a grass covered ledge, it landed there and plucked the pigeon, the mother bird came out of the hole in the cliff wall (third bush from left) growing out of wall and started taking a beak full at a time back to the hole where obviously the nest was.
I felt really priviledged to have witnessed this and from such a fabulous vantage point.