Malta: day 2 (Olive visits Popeye)

Up at 5am. To the northwest end of the island, to an area with woodland. Looking out for raptors. Buzzards may roost in the trees. We need to be watching from sunrise, for hunters shooting them illegally.

It’s still quiet for migrants though. I saw a few gulls, five swallows, and heard some warblers. Oh, and the gunshots. One, two, three. One, two, three. More than three on the trot and they’ve broken a law.

Last night one team went out from midnight, listening out for illegal lure tape traps. They play recordings of a bird, eg Quail, to lure passing birds into a trap. The team found several, called the police. And waited. The police never showed. They gathered evidence though. Sound recordings and gps data, so.. Tonight it’s my turn.

On the way back to the hotel for breakfast we called by Popeye’s village for a peek. It’s the film set. Very quaint.
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About Olivia N Masi

From art college drop-out, to office space-planner, to back-packer, to air stewardess, to brolly babe, to model agent, to wildlife conservationist. How? I've always believed in jumping at every opportunity that comes my way. This has taken me along some bizarre career paths. None of which I regret. I have been to amazing places and met fascinating people. And having worked in the motor sport industry I've sadly experienced too many beloved friends take one adrenalin step too many. I think of them always. I've hung out with pop-stars, sports personalities, and millionaires. I reached a point when nothing but VIP would do. And then something happened. My pops passed away and I felt the need to reconnect with my Italian side. Whilst in Italy, I learnt to be resourceful, to recycle everything, to listen to the valley, to grow my own veg, to catch and tame feral cats, and to follow my heart. My heart led me to a desire to save this beautiful Earth, and all the wonderful life upon it. And so I read, and then I studied with the Open University. I suddenly found myself accepted on a BSc in Wildlife Conservation, having left school with pitiful qualifications. So here I am. A qualified Wildlife Conservationist. A scientist I suppose. I love nothing more than to listen to birdsong, and watch, learn and photograph wildlife. So here is to me getting the perfect job where I can contribute to saving one of Earth's beautiful species. Do I miss the glamour of the old life? The VIP lifestyle? The petrol-head adrenalin? The buzz of being a successful business owner? Only occasionally. Though it seems more like the distant dreams of a previous life.
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