Day 3. Gozo. But the morning turned quite grim. Exceedingly wet rain and tons of it. Not finch trapping weather. So certainly not trapper trapping weather.
So I did a little sightseeing, in the rain. The Citadel of Gozo sits grandly in the centre of the island. You can see it from all over the island. But I guess that was the idea when they built it. Recently restored (thanks to European Union funding) to perfection, there is a cathedral, the courts, craft shops, museums, and a restaurant within the walls. It’s like being on a Game of Thrones set; like many places on Malta and Gozo.
We then had lunch in an organic/vegan/super healthy foods cafe. The service, by the owner, was fabulous. A lovely reminder that not all Maltese men are trapping, murdering lead-munchers.
Day 4 + 5. Gozo again. It’s all a blur. Glorious sunshine, nets, no nets, trappers, no trappers, towers, vistas, birds, butterflies, lizards, bees and flowers.
Some nets have been removed from sites. This could mean that the pressure works. We, with the police, busting their trapping chums? The press release by CABS on Monday, ensuring that they all know that we know where they are. Ha. It’s frustrating, we’re here to catch them. But really, the more that they give up or become too cautious, the more finches that remain flying free.
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