There are days when I wish that I had started this blog, and writing in general, much sooner.
When I first began writing about wildlife, I’d no idea that it would inspire to become a writer in the field, and even less of an idea that I’d want to share my writing with other. However, it looks like that’s what has happened and that’s why I’m here now, trawling in through my earlier experiences with wildlife from my earlier days and hoping to bring those long cherished memories back to life once more.
Memory is a strange thing. Ever since I began documenting my day to day work, I’ve been in the habit of poring over my work and reminding myself of those times. As such, I often find that my memories of those events are now infinitely more sharp than those which I have neglected to record. With that in mind I decided to take a whimsical stroll down memory lane to revisit a few of the very best wildlife themed moments that I’ve not had the chance to discuss on this blog yet.
Fox spotting in Kent
In the years before the Fox Hunting ban, the country was similarly divided as it is today. There were many social justice issues that people cared about back then, but few were us explosively supported (or derided) as the ban on Fox hunting. Although the past-time was one that a very slim minority of Britons actively participated in, many Brits saw the attack on this institution as one against the nature of being British itself. During this time I had the opportunity to join members of Green Peace on over missions to protect foxes from those seeking to hunt them down; these days spent scrambling through private land weren’t without their risk, but the rewards were all worth it – I’m proud to say that I saved at lest 10 fox lives during that week.
Rescuing badgers on the Isle of Wight
In the late 1980s a strange fashion trend gripped Eastern Slovenia and a British species of mammal bore the brunt of this phenomena. I was in my first year of university at the time studying Photography, I’d yet to take an active interest in wildlife, but this story brought me into contact with the plight of an animal that I could not ignore. Badgers had become the target of a vicious group of fur traffickers who were intent on finding as many they could and shipping them to mainland Europe for captive breeding and skinning. This was the first wildlife project that I covered and it led me to completely reconsider my purpose as a photographer and how I should shape my career.
Counting bats in Wookey Hole
If you’ve ever spent any time with scientists then you’ll already know that they’re a ‘unique’ bunch, to say the least. One of my first encounters with a research scientist was at Wookey Hole, a natural marvel and a perfect place to spot bats. This particular scientist had been spending months counting bats at Wookey, in the hopes of proving his thesis that their populations were being diminished by a change in the local environment. I spent three nights with this passionate person, cataloguing bat numbers and developing a pretty serious appreciation for these strange little creatures.