Scaredy genet!

Whilst enjoying the little snack of sardines that I had left for him, this genet got spooked by something! But not for long, he was soon back to finish the treat.

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Grey heron

A grey heron (Ardea cinerea) walks past the camera trap and does a bit of fishing. A train sounds in the background. Birds sing and the gentle flow of a small cascade of water just upstream from the camera can be heard. 

Camera trapping in the rain

A couple of weeks ago I set my camera trap by the river, waited a week and then eagerly went to collect it only to find that there had been some kind of technical hitch and that it had recorded nothing at all. Feeling determined to try again, I checked the batteries and went out the next day to set it up again, crossing the river to leave it in a hidden spot away from the path used by walkers and cyclists.

Unfortunately I failed to look at the weather forecast for the coming days and after three nights, the rain came on Wednesday. I don't just mean a light shower; it rained big drops and very heavily and it didn't stop all night. The next day the river was high and it continued to rain. My thoughts turned to the camera. I had tied it to a tree, so I didn't fear for it washing away (which would have happened if I'd put it on a tripod) but I wasn't sure how high the water level had risen in that part of the river. Maybe my camera had been submerged.

On Friday the weather had cleared and so I went to see if I could recover the camera. The river was high but not deeper than my welly boots. I thought I could cross and I grabbed a sturdy stick to use to help me test the depths as the water was very churned up and I couldn't see where the larger rocks were and where the shallower areas were. However, as I stepped into the water I found that the problem was not the depth but the force of the water itself. As the river was so full and the water was moving downstream at such a pace, it pushed against me and nearly knocked me over. I realised that I wouldn't be able to cross the river. Frustrated, I left and didn't return until the following Monday.

Over the weekend the water levels had gone down and the water was clear again. I was able to cross and to get to the camera. When I opened it, water poured out. The batteries at the bottom were showing signs of rust. I am drying it out and hoping that it will work again once I have cleaned it and put new batteries in, but we will have to wait and see. The memory card, was salvageable and I was pleased to see that I had recorded a number of videos including many showing the rising water levels! There were also many recordings which showed nothing; presumably these were triggered when the camera was still working but the water was covering and filling it!

Before the rain came!

Connecting with myself, connecting with nature

I have just spent a weekend on a mediation retreat at the wonderful Casa Virupa in Tavertet. I have visited Tavertet a few times and have always been amazed by the incredible scenery. Perched on the cliff top, the village offers spectacular views across the Pantà de Sau (a reservoir where you can see the spire of a church belonging to the village that was flooded when the reservoir was constructed in the 1960s) and the area known as Collsacabra.

I won't write about the meditation aspect of the weekend but I would like to say something about the nature. On Saturday morning, the clouds had settled deep in the valley and it was really was quite marvellous to be above them, looking down and seeing the sun rising over the distant hills. Being up high also means that in Tavertet you are on a level with the soaring birds of prey. Sometimes they fly even higher above your head, sometimes they are below you and sometimes they fly past at eye level. It's incredible to see them close up and I wish I had been able to look at a reference book to find out what they were (vultures or eagles?) but as the retreat meant being free from books and internet all weekend, I wasn't able to verify what they were!

I also enjoyed seeing and hearing lots of insects and lizards during the sunny days and to narrowly avoiding treading on some toads (or frogs?) the evening that we arrived and walked up the path in the dark. I was only able to take a couple of photographs just before leaving on the Sunday evening but here is one to show one of the views from Casa Virupa.