Tracking Poachers Who Illegally Snare China's Endangered Singing Birds.
Silva Gu's vision darts across vast expanses of tall grassland, looking for suspicious activity in the pre-dawn darkness.
He utters a muted voice as they attempt to locate a concealed position in the open area. Behind us, the vast metropolis of Beijing has yet to wake. During the vigil, the only sound is our own breath.
And then, as the sky turns a shade lighter with the approaching day, the sound of footsteps emerges. Illegal trappers are present.
Snared
Across the heavens, a multitude of winged travelers, some tiny enough that they can fit in the cup of a hand, are journeying southward for winter.
They have benefited from the long summer days in Siberia, or Mongolia, feasting on bugs and berries. As the year nears its end and cold breezes bring the early cold of winter, they are flying to warmer places to find food and shelter.
There are more than 1,500 bird species, which is about thirteen percent of the planet's species – over eight hundred of those are birds that migrate. Four of the nine major flyways they follow intersect in China.
This particular field where we were, on the fringes of the Chinese capital, is an refuge for small birds – farther in and the city skies offer few options to rest among clusters of concrete.
It is equally attractive for the poachers and their "mist nets", so thin you can almost miss them.
A net we almost encountered was strung across half the length of the field and supported with bamboo poles. In the middle, a tiny bird was struggling frantically to escape, but the more it struggled, the more its claws became tangled.
It was a protected songbird, a species under protection in China, and an important "indicator species" – that means if its population is healthy, so is its ecosystem.
Pursuing the Poachers
This activist, carries out this mission for free using his personal funds. He has given up on many sleeping hours to rescue birds, and he has spent the last 10 years convincing the police in Beijing to prioritize this issue.
"In the early days, authorities were indifferent," he states.
So he gathered a team who were concerned and formed a group known as the Bird Protection Unit. He held public meetings and invited the heads of the local police and forestry bureau. These small and persistent acts of persuasion appear to have worked. The police discovered that apprehending illegal hunters also led to uncovering other kinds of criminal activity.
"It became clear our objectives became partially aligned," Silva says, adding the caveat that the response is not uniform.
His passion for avian life started in childhood. He was raised in the 1990s in a much changed capital.
He remembers roaming through the grasslands on the city's edges where he encountered birds, frogs and snakes. "However, beginning in the 2000s, the transformation was dramatic."
China's booming economy brought a huge influx of rural workers to cities. This rapid urbanisation meant grasslands were viewed as areas for development, not sanctuaries to conserve.
This shift shocked him. The grasslands began to shrink, as did the habitats they supported.
"I decided back then to work in conservation and I followed this course," he says.
This has not made for an simple journey. A major Beijing's biggest bird dealers found out he was being investigated by Silva and retaliated.
"He assembled several of his associates who confronted me and beat me up," Silva remembers. He says he went to the police but those responsible were not held accountable.
He has also seen the departure of his army of volunteers over the years. This work requires covert operations and lost sleep. Silva says few people are willing to take on the difficult – and sometimes dangerous job.
"This is my full-time commitment," he says. "I treat it as a mission because if you want to tackle this challenge, you must give it your all. You can't do it part-time."
He says donations pays for some of the costs – over 100,000 yuan annually – but donations have dipped because of the slowing economy.
So he has developed new ways to hunt the hunters.
He examines satellite imagery to find the routes worn away by the poachers. He charts these against the birds' flight paths and looks for areas where they may rest. The aerial views can even show netting setups which can capture scores of small birds at night.
"Siberian rubythroats and bluethroats command a premium," Silva says. "In big cities like Beijing and Tianjin, those who want to keep birds are now often affluent."
While there are wildlife laws in place, Silva reckons the penalties to punish the crime do not outweigh the potential profits of catching and selling songbirds.
Owning a pet bird was – and for some generations in China, still is – a mark of prestige. This originates from the Qing dynasty. Nobles and elites would build ornate bamboo cages to display their birds.
It's a tradition that continues mainly among retired men in their later years. Silva says older Chinese people may not understand they are breaking the law, or grasp that numerous birds had to die in a trap for them to purchase a pet.
"These individuals often lacked enough to eat in their youth. Now with some disposable income, they have adopted the practice of caging birds," he says. "The nation progressed so fast, there was little opportunity to educate people about ecology. Once people's attitudes are formed, they're extremely difficult to change."
Apprehended
On a long low wall in Beijing, a vendor has several small cages with tiny twittering birds.
Another man stands outside a local market holding a bird cage covered by a dark cloth. He informs passers-by quietly that his songbird is valuable, worth about 1900 yuan.
This offers a view of an traditional side of the city where informal vendors have created their own market.
The path by the river extends over several miles and on a sunny weekday morning, there were people looking at everything from old trinkets to false teeth.
Information suggested that protected birds could be bought in a small park. It was easy to find.
Loud music played from a speaker in a shaded area where a troop of elderly ladies were choreographing a traditional dance. Nearby several men, all over 50, had gathered with bird cages – some had multiple in their hands. Most were concealed by black fabric.
But on this occasion there would be no sales because the police had appeared. They were questioning the bird owners and recording details. Unyielding, one man said he was {taking his caged bird for a walk|simply exercising his