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In this final blog before thelongspring.com joins forces with sister site NATURAL LIGHT for the launch of my new website, I look forward to The People’s Walk for Wildlife on Saturday and look into the People’s Manifesto for Wildlife, published today.
TV presenter and naturalist Chris Packham is the inspiration for both, and he and his collaborators have done a brilliant job.
Join us on Saturday from 10am at Hyde Park (things start happening from 12 noon).
The manifesto is one of the best digests I have seen of the gamut (nearly – see next paragraph) of broken mechanisms and possible fixes compiled by contributors without too much organisational baggage. Drawn up as if by a putative People’s government, it has contributions from leading independent voices under headings such as Ministry of Natural Culture and Education (by Robert Macfarlane), Ministry of Wildlife Welfare (by Dominic Dyer) Ministry of Wildlife Crime (Ruth Tingay) and Ministry of Wildlife Law (Carol Day). These cover well-established concerns with some no-brainer proposals (ban snaring, increase penalties and introduce vicarious liability for wildlife crime etc.), some radical-sounding ones (George Monbiot on rewilding, Mark Avery on - effectively - nationalising the uplands) and a few audacious ones (Robert Macfarlane handing over control of swathes of rewilding to 12-21 year olds). A few of the ‘Ministries’ are quirkily specific – Lead Ammunition, for example (Rob Sheldon); some fresh and to the point, with Mya-Rose Craig’s Ministry of Diversity in Nature and Conservation advocating much more than political correctness, but better conservation through challenging the mono-ethnic view of how people should engage with nature.
"our protected areas system contains not a single protected area"
The Manifesto is billed as a first draft. Good, because there is a bit missing. The protected areas network in the UK is a fundamental part of the current conservation model and its funding. It is not broken, simply because it has never worked. Never existed, in fact: it is a protected areas system that contains not a single protected area. In my book The Long Spring (left) I set out the UK’s shameful record on bringing the network into the required condition, and the governments’ (in all four UK countries) deliberate obfuscation of what the target condition actually is. I have recently written about the perpetually development-threatened Lodge Hill in Kent, where I grew up, as a glaring (but commonplace) example of how our so-called protected area network has failure built-in. The article is in press, for publication in November, but here’s the key point:
“Asked to name a bird that most encapsulates all that is important to people about the natural world, few would overlook the nightingale; asked how the species is doing, a conservation scientist would point to their 90% decline in the last 50 years; asked to pinpoint the most important site in the country, and Alexa would click open Google Earth and zoom in on Lodge Hill. Enough said, surely?” ...and...
“If conservation wins this latest battle, some will say that it proves the system works. But it’s a battle that has been raging since 2011 and like all the others, it is draining resources from conservation charities, business and government alike. Resources which should be invested in good development and great conservation. If it takes the best part of ten years to win no more than a reprieve, it proves the system is a failure. That’s if we win.”
"votes at fifteen"
And finally, a specific manifesto proposal of my own: lower the voting age to fifteen. No explanation needed.
...and news about this website
The Long Spring author Laurence Rose will be taking part in the People's Walk for Wildlife in London on 22 September - see you there?
We're gathering at Hyde Park at 10am. The event itself starts with Infotainment at 12, then we set off at 1pm, walking for an hour to Richmond Terrace.
Chris Packham, the walk's organiser, describes the event as a Walk for the Missing Millions: the countless animal and plants that should grace our green spaces in towns and in the countryside, but which have been lost during decades of intensification, mismanagement and impoverishment of the land.
People will assemble from all over the country in solidarity for wildlife. PLEASE JOIN US.
Click on the video below, for more inspiration!
In other news, on 22 September The Long Spring and its sister website NATURAL LIGHT will become a single new website run by author and conservationist Laurence Rose. The new site will bring together the features of both under one roof: as Laurence says, "examining the joints between nature, culture and conservation."
For launch details, follow Laurence on twitter @LaurenceR_write
Roe deer and fox meet
After more than four years regularly watching the foxes and badgers that visit the meadow next to our house in West Yorkshire, this week a newcomer arrived - a female roe deer. She and Yehudi, one of our regular fox visitors probably already knew each other, and kept a respectful distance apart.
Yehudi is the uncle of three other new arrivals. His sister Gadwall gave birth to three cubs around 15th March, and they have been putting in regular appearances over the last couple of weeks. Gadwall, Yehudi, their mother Grey-back and Gadwall's mate White-cheek will feature in my latest writing project, about which more anon!
Remembering the disaster that nearly destroyed Doñana
Two years ago in February, my first landfall in continental Europe was Doñana, Spain. From there I headed north through Spain, and on through Europe to the Arctic. I first visited Doñana in 1988, thirty years ago. I did not know it then, but it was to be the first of dozens of visits to a place that I would be compelled to return to. Today, I look back exactly 20 years, to a disaster that nearly destroyed this, Spain's most beloved natural and cultural space. To mark the anniversary, the Spanish conservation group SEO-BirdLife have invited me to blog about my memories of that fateful night. Click below for the Spanish and English versions, and my reflections on a 130 year-long Anglo-Spanish conservation story.
Spring starts officially today, unless you're reading this in the southern hemisphere!
On this day two years ago: cuckoo, subalpine warbler, lesser kestrel, sawfly orchid. And a visit to Weird Sculpture Farm. Oropesa de Toledo, Spain. The Long Spring pages 45-48.
Thank you to Broadhurst &Co. of Southport for this equinoctial tweet of support!
Another outrage in the Monadhliaths
“They are ice-white in the morning sun; under the snow, even now, the budding heather is weaving for them a purple summer livery. But their name means ‘grey mountains’ in Gaelic, and behind their staunch ramparts lie murky lands, where adventuring eagles meet their doom.” The Long Spring p. 161
It was a clash of images – the brilliant blue and white of the Monadhliath mountains seen on that April morning, and the knowledge of the ugly secrets hidden within their granite bastions. During The Long Spring journeys I travelled alongside them, and wrote of their beauty and of their shameful history of raptor persecution. Three weeks – and 26 pages – later, I was in Sweden, but found myself once more writing about Scotland: another young golden eagle, a female tagged with a satellite transmitter, had disappeared in mysterious circumstances in the Mondhliaths, Inverness-shire. “Since 2011,” I wrote, “six tagged golden eagles have disappeared suddenly in the Monadhliaths, one of the most intensively-managed game shooting areas in Scotland. How many untagged raptors die there is known only by their slayers.”
After I had finished the journeys, but before I’d even completed the manuscript, I was already writing an endnote: “Within two months, another two golden eagles were added to this grim toll…” it said, also adding a hen harrier to the 2016 list of victims. The book finished, I sent it off, while the slaughter continued. I was able to make a last-minute addition to the endnote with the news that a buzzard had been illegally trapped in the Monadhliaths in June 2017.
On Thursday RSPB Scotland announced that another satellite-tagged golden eagle has disappeared in the northern Monadhliaths. This was apparently the twelfth in seven years, suggesting the appalling toll I have been reporting is an under-statement. Data from the two-year old male’s transmitter showed that he had been living north of Tomatin since early last year. He stayed almost exclusively in this area until mid December, when his tag, which had been functioning normally, inexplicably stopped transmitting. The area is mainly managed for driven grouse shooting,
"On Thursday night, The Shooting Times broke ranks with these criminals"
During The Long Spring, I became increasingly uneasy about the fragile coexistence between conservation and hunting, especially in three of the six countries I passed through. In France, I found that specially protected wildlife areas are managed by hunters for hunters and offer little or no added value to the species they are protected for, and in many cases are clearly detrimental. Sweden’s brown bears, one of the most endangered European mammals, are killed on spurious grounds of livestock protection, in order to assuage a minority field sports lobby over a majority of objectors. The patent cruelty of intensive pheasant rearing and the embedded criminality that afflicts so much grouse shooting shames the UK. On Thursday night, the Shooting Times broke ranks with these criminals, telling 26,000 followers in an unprecedented and unequivocal tweet: “If you kill raptors and you buy Shooting Times, please desist from doing both. You are ruining our sport and we don’t want your custom.”
In The Long Spring’s reflective final chapter, I revisit the question of hunting. Traditionally, calls for greater control of hunting take one of two forms – oppose it outright on moral and/or cruelty grounds, or take a morally neutral stance and manage it to minimise its impact on species and habitats. It occurred to me as I was writing my book that neither considers the cultural implications in this 21st century of giving individuals proprietorial rights over our impoverished common heritage. All the traditions and practices of hunting in Europe date from a time of abundance. I concluded that a case for reevaluating hunting can be made on conservation grounds, not just moral grounds.
"The case for a third way"
During the several months’ gestation between finished manuscript and publication last week, I have reflected further, feeling the need for a deeper analysis of my own feelings and views. In the first of a series of essays that pick up on themes from The Long Spring, I make the case for a third way: a fundamental cultural shift, that doesn’t have to mean dogmatic opposition to hunting and calling for the complete elimination of field sports. We need, though, to reverse a basic presumption about the place of hunting in 21st century Britain. This presumption, hitherto, is that we all have an absolute right to hunt, you, me, everyone, regardless of our impact on wider public interests. Click on the button below for the first of the Long Spring Essays, where I expand further on this theme.
This is the scene that greeted me here at home in Yorkshire on what is supposed to be the first day of The Long Spring - publication day!
The artwork for the book, along with more from my collaborator Richard Allen, will be the subject of a special exhibition in Richard's home town of Wivenhoe, Essex during 16-18 March, and on the evening of Friday 16th we will be launching the book with a talk at The Nottage.
For details of this and forthcoming talks in Leeds, Speyside, Shipley, Bolton, Walsall, Norwich, Southport and Derby, click the TALKS tab.
Together, they depict a cross-section of the wildlife I encountered on The Long Spring journeys, including cranes, ospreys, choughs, moose, mountain hares, and white-tailed eagles. In the final illustration, even the extinct great auk is featured. And I did encounter some!
The Long Spring is published in March.
3. Olivier Messiaen
March 29 2016, Côte Vermeille, Pyrénées-Orientales. The headlands stretch out into the sea like crocodiles. In an echoing crevice of the cliff-face a blue rock thrush sings
When Olivier Messiaen came here in June 1957 he wrote into his notebook a succinct description of the landscape he discovered, notes that found their way onto the cover page of his piano piece Le Merle Bleu – the Blue Rock Thrush. He also noted that the blue rock thrush song “blends with the noise of the waves. I hear the Thekla lark as it flutters in the sky above the vines and rosemary. The yellow-legged gulls cry from afar. The cliffs are terrifying. The water comes to die at their feet in the memory of the blue rock thrush.” He was describing the landscape and sounds of the coast near Banyuls-sur-Mer, and provided the clues that would lead me to the same spot nearly sixty years later.
During The Long Spring journeys I walked south from Banyuls along the twisting coast road until I found a path off to the left that took me down to the sea. From there I looked south along a series of headlands – Cap l’Abeille, Cap Rederis, Cap de Peyrefite, Cap Canadell, and Cap Cerbère. Messiaen’s note on the title page of Le Merle Bleu is specific in naming the places he had come seeking inspiration: “Near Banyuls: Cap l’Abeille, Cap Rederis.” I was looking for a cliff face among the many minor capes and inlets, using the clues he left behind.
To my right, the bay reflected a deep, charcoal-infused blue. In Le Merle Bleu, the blue rock thrush represents the sea in its different simultaneous moods. I heard one in the distance to my right. Suddenly, the bird appeared from between two rock stumps to my right, flew over the finger of rock I was sitting on, and disappeared down into the smaller cove on my left. On its short passage through my visual field, its colour changed with each wing-beat, according to its background and the angle it made with the sun. In the score, Messiaen mentions the colour-shifts of both the sea and the bird; the one represents the other. He annotates the score itself: “the resonance of rock faces”, “luminous iridescent, blue halo”, or depicting the horizon of “the blue sea”. The harmonies are intended to complement the “satin texture and the purple-blue, slate-blue and blue-black shades” of the blue rock thrush's plumage.
Olivier Messiaen wrote his first significant birdsong-inspired piece in Stalag VIII-A prisoner of war camp in Görlitz (now Zgorzelec, Poland). Quartet for the End of Time, a staple of modern repertoire, was originally written for Messiaen and three fellow prisoners to perform, which they did on 15 January 1941 to a rapt audience of 400 inmates. For both Maria Àngels Anglada (featured in the second article in this series) and Messiaen, wildlife symbolised freedom and identity and their works mined deep reserves of personal and cultural connectedness to nature, one of the themes of The Long Spring.
The Long Spring will be published in March 2018
Laurence Rose is a conservationist, writer and composer. He has worked for the RSPB since 1983.