Malta: day 4 (Damaged)

First job this afternoon was for us to meet with Chris Packham and his team, plus a reporter and photographer from the Sun.
We had an injured Turtle dove, which one of the teams came across sitting on a curb in the early hours. It had an open wound to it’s neck, a wrong looking eye,  and a badly damaged wing. The crew filmed Chris talking with Fiona, CABS’ Wildlife Crime Officer based on Malta, and close ups of the grim dove injuries. We then handed the bird over to the police. It’s doubtful that the bird is repairable.
The Packham crew then headed off to see a damaged Kestrel.

We visited a site where illegal mist nets had been found a few days earlier. There was trapping stuff and aviaries everywhere hidden amongst woodland. It gave me the creeps. Somehow it reminded me of a terrifying Australian film, where backpackers were taken, kept, tortured and murdered. But a bird version.

Next a valley where shots were being fired. In the afternoon/evening. Curfew is 1pm. They were firing at harriers and kestrels. One of our teams has footage of a Kestrel being hit, a BirdLife Malta team captured a harrier being hit. I saw the footage. It’s shocking. The police did come and patrolled the valley by foot.

We also saw Hobby,  and a large number of Bee eaters arriving.
Sent from my Sony Xperia™ smartphone



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.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

One Response to Malta: day 4 (Damaged)

  1. You’re right. Just as creepy as that Australian film (which was uber-creepy). You go girl. May migration not be totally thwarted!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s