Tracking Illegal Hunters Who Illegally Snare the Nation's Rare Wild Birds.
Silva Gu's eyes scan across miles of open meadows, looking for signs of life in the early morning gloom.
He speaks in a muted voice as the team seeks a spot to hide in the open area. Behind us, the vast metropolis of Beijing remains asleep. During the vigil, we hear only the quiet of the morning.
Suddenly, as the sky begins to brighten ahead of sunrise, the sound of footsteps emerges. The poachers are here.
Snared
In the skies above us, billions of birds, many so small that they could rest in the cup of a hand, are migrating south for winter.
They have taken advantage of the warmer months in Siberia, or Mongolia, feasting on insects and fruit. As the year nears its end and icy winds bring the initial freeze of winter, they are flying to more temperate climates to nest and feed.
The nation hosts more than 1,500 bird species, accounting for 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.
The area of meadow being monitored, on the edges of the Chinese capital, is an haven for small birds – any further and the urban landscape offer scant chance to rest among clusters of concrete.
It is also an oasis for the poachers and their "barely visible nets", so thin you can hardly spot them.
A net we almost encountered was strung across half the length of the field and held up with bamboo poles. In the middle, a meadow pipit was desperately trying to free his legs, but the more it struggled, the more its claws became tangled.
It was a protected songbird, a protected bird in China, and an important "bio-indicator" – which signifies if its numbers are thriving, so is its ecosystem.
Tracking the Trappers
The conservationist, in his thirties, does this work for free using his own savings. He has forgone many nights of sleep to release trapped birds, and he has spent the last 10 years convincing the police in Beijing to take this crime seriously.
"Initially, no-one cared," he states.
So he recruited volunteers who did care and established a group known as the Bird Protection Unit. He held community gatherings and brought in the leaders of the relevant authorities. These small and persistent acts of persuasion appear to have worked. The police found that apprehending illegal hunters also helped in tracking down other kinds of illegal operations.
"We found our objectives became partially aligned," Silva says, noting that enforcement is still patchy.
His passion for avian life started in childhood. He was raised in the 1990s in a very different Beijing.
He recalls roaming through the grasslands on the city's edges where he encountered birds, frogs and snakes. "However, beginning in the 2000s, everything changed."
China's booming economy brought a huge influx of rural workers to cities. This expansion meant grasslands were considered land for construction, not sanctuaries to preserve.
This shift shocked him. The grasslands started disappearing, as did the habitats they supported.
"I made the choice back then to dedicate myself to preservation and I chose this direction," he says.
It has not been an easy life. A major Beijing's biggest bird dealers discovered he was under scrutiny by Silva and retaliated.
"He gathered several of his associates who surrounded me and beat me up," Silva remembers. He says he reported to the police but those responsible were not brought to justice.
He has also lost his team of helpers over the years. This work requires stealth and sleepless nights. Silva says few people are prepared for the difficult – and sometimes dangerous job.
"My life is devoted to this," he says. "I made it a project because if you want to solve this big problem, you must devote yourself wholeheartedly. You cannot be half-hearted."
He says fundraising pays for some of the costs – over 100,000 yuan annually – but donations have dipped because of the slowing economy.
So he has found new ways to hunt the hunters.
He examines satellite imagery to find the trails worn away by the poachers. He maps those against the birds' flight paths and looks for areas where they may stop for the night. The aerial views can even show netting setups which can catch scores of small birds at night.
"Certain prized species sell for a premium," Silva says. "In big cities like Beijing and Tianjin, those who want to own songbirds are now often affluent."
Although there are wildlife laws in place, Silva argues the fines to deter the activity do not outweigh the potential profits of trapping and trading songbirds.
Owning a pet bird was – and for some generations in China, still is – a mark of prestige. This originates from the imperial era. Nobles and elites would build elaborate bamboo cages to display their birds.
This custom that persists mainly among older individuals in their later years. Silva says some elderly citizens may not understand they are breaking the law, or understand that numerous birds had to die in a trap for them to purchase a caged bird.
"This generation often lacked enough to eat in their youth. Now with some disposable income, they have inherited the habit and custom of keeping birds in cages," he says. "The nation progressed so fast, there was little opportunity to raise awareness about the environment. Once people's attitudes are set, they're extremely difficult to change."
Busted
On a long low wall in Beijing, a vendor has several small cages with tiny twittering birds.
Another man stands outside a nearby market holding a bird cage covered by a black veil. He informs passers-by quietly that his songbird is rare, worth about 1900 yuan.
This offers a view of an old Beijing where small unofficial traders have established a niche trade.
The path alongside the water extends over several miles and on a typical day, there were shoppers browsing everything from old trinkets to false teeth.
We were told that wild songbirds could be bought in a nearby green space. It was easy to find.
Music was blasting from a speaker in a shaded area where a troop of elderly ladies were performing a fan dance. Nearby several men, all over 50, had gathered with bird cages – some had two or three in their hands. Most were covered in black fabric.
But today there would be no transactions because the police had arrived. They were questioning the bird owners and taking names. Unyielding, one man claimed he was {taking his caged bird for a walk|simply exercising his