Forestry fun

Today was a fascinating day! We went with the students again, this time to a forest management project.
The area we visited was much higher than where we are staying in Alinya. Our ride for the day was a trusty Landrover Defender. We definitely put it through its paces grinding up the mountain on a rutted dirt track!
The camera is horizontal

Another pothole!

The project area used to be used for agriculture (growing potatoes and grazing) but now a lot of the land has been abandoned and with no grazing pressure the forest is growing back over the small areas of grassland.  That could be considered quite a positive development, but here they are not so keen on having unbroken wild forest. The Foundation that owns the land has started a project to develop the new woodlands into a commercial forest that will preserve some areas of open land, and provide job opportunities (as lumberjacks) for people at risk of social exclusion – mostly due to mental disability.
We learned that the project is run on a not for profit basis, but it is also unfunded. The Manager’s job is to ensure employment for as many people as possible, to preserve grassland areas AND to balance the books exactly – he can’t make a loss. Not an easy task when he is working with poor quality timber in a remote mountainside with only a gravel track for access! The one advantage is that the Foundation allows use of the land for free, reducing the cost base.
All this was explained to us, after which Anna dropped the question “so if it isn’t profitable, why not just leave the trees where they are?”. I was waiting for it, but still enjoyed it when it came. The answer was that the Foundation’s priority is people,  they want to use the land to provide opportunities for people to work, while managing the land in a sustainable way.
Anna seeking answers

Anna seeking answers

We could see that the trees we were standing under were only 50-60 years old. We learned from one of the Professors that Spain was mostly deforested during the days when Spain was a superpower (building the armada among other things), and that was only turned around beginning in the 1930s with a huge reforestation program, which even continued under the Franco dictatorship. So Spain has a lot of young forest but hardly any old growth. The forests are now expanding naturally; approximately 65% of annual growth is harvested per year, meaning 35% of annual growth is left standing. In areas like the one we were in, this is considered a problem because the forests are encroaching on grassland. The grassland areas that are being lost contain a different ecosystem to the forest – losing the grassland means losing biodiversity. Coming from the UK where we have entire national parks full of grass, the idea of preserving grassland is a bit strange. Me and Anna want to look up how biodiverse grasslands actually are compared with forests. We think forests are better, but lets run with it for now!
The Prof - loves grassland

The Prof – loves grassland

We went to an area where the lumberjacks had just been working. The Manager told us that in this stage they are basically clearing out the crooked or otherwise non-uniform trees to allow more space for the straight ones to grow – this will make them more profitable when they are harvested in 10-15 years’ time. The wood that is felled now will either go to the sawmills as lower grade timber, or be chipped and dried for use as biomass fuel. Only the trunks are taken, branches and needles are left as they are unprofitable, as a side benefit they return nutrients to the soil and provide habitat for other flora and fauna.
Work area

Work area

Approximately 50% of the standing wood is being removed during this phase. Apparently there is no need for replanting as regeneration occurs naturally, and the soil is fertile enough to cope with the removal of trees without becoming nutrient deprived. Not sure how long for though, and it wasn’t clarified at the time.

Walking back across the endangered habitat!

Walking back across the endangered habitat!

We walked back to see the logs being loaded onto a lorry for the drive to the sawmill. The loading was really impressive, the crane driver was working at super speed, picking up 6m trunks and stacking them neatly on the bed of the lorry. A lumberjack was simultaneously trimming the ends off a few trunks that would be too long for the sawmills. A whole lorry was loaded while we stood around chatting and admiring the old agricultural tractor that had been converted to drag the trunks to the loading area. The Manager told us that today the trunks were being sorted into 3 quality grades, but sometimes they sort up to 7 grades.
Loading up

Loading up

Learning about timber grades

Learning about timber grades

On the way back to our ride, Anna posed charmingly with this potato cave, which is probably hundreds of years old and still in good condition. The potato caves were used to store harvested potatoes and keep them cool and in good condition until the market price was right, then the potatoes were taken to market in the big towns in the valleys by mule. Some are still in use, although not on the industrial scale once enjoyed here.

Every potato shall have a home

Every potato shall have a home

Just after this the timber lorry came past, the driver probably dreading the tortuous road he was about to take back down the valley. Chatting to the Manager I learned that the timber on the lorry would be sold at about €80 per tonne, not much for all that growing time!

The next stop was the biomass storage and processing area. Here we learned that the trunks are stored whole for 7-8 months to dry before being chipped and sold in 1 tonne bags. The bags are sold for about €50 per tonne. The cost to produce a tonne is also about €50!
Biomass everywhere

Biomass everywhere

The storage area is on the north face of the mountain. It is situated to take most advantage of the the wind, in order to dry the trunks before chipping. Wood used in biomass boilers must be as dry as possible, to ensure efficient combustion. This site acheives a biomass humidity of about 22%, which is as good as it gets without artificial drying.

Here is the old storage method. It’s cheap but inefficient as you get higher humidity and you have to leave the bottom layer as it gets contaminated with soil.
Low tech

Low tech

Here is the new shed, the Manager’s pride and joy! It was pretty empty when we visited; apparently they rent a chipper for 4 days per year, which is enough to chip a whole year’s worth of trunks and fill the shed.
The Rolls-Royce solution

The Rolls-Royce solution

There is about 300 tonnes of timber in this photo. The chipper will go through this in less than a day, at a maximum rate of 9 trunks per minute!
Timber!

Timber!

Too cool

Too cool

After this it was back down the bumpy track, enjoying the views of Monserrat in the distance.
View from the road

View from the road – confusingly Monserrat isn’t in this picture!

We went to the hotel and had a coffee, then it was time for the students to head back to Lleida. We said goodbye then walked back to camp. Anna had been inspired by one of the students to try barefoot walking again, but gave up after a few metres when she realised the tarmac was at about 50°C. Maybe practice on the grass is in order!

Aah, barefoot

Aah, barefoot

Argh, barefoot!

Argh, barefoot!

Back at base, we prepared dinner and enjoyed it with a glass of Mario’s delicious homemade wine.

Last of the Portuguese wine

Last of the Portuguese wine

We were just packing away when a car pulled up and a guy came over and started speaking in Spanish. Anna tried a bit of Spanish too before we got to the good old ‘sorry we don’t understand”. We must have done better than usual though because it took him ages to try “do you speak English?”. Luckily, we do! It turned out his name was Carles (Carlos) and he wanted to camp in “our” garden. Anna said yes and started showing him round. It turned out Carles is the guide for the walk we are doing tomorrow! He lives outside Barcelona with his girlfriend (also Anna) and discovered the Alinya valley with friends one day. He fell in love with it and after meeting Aleix the bird expert here they decided it would be cool to run guided walks around the valley. And we get to be on the first one!

Obviously we offered him some of Mario’s wine, and he provided some chorizo, so that was pretty much the rest of the evening, sitting out drinking and chatting until dark. Carles had already walked the route today to check it out and told us about being harrassed by the massive sheepdogs they use here. It turns out he is also a touring cyclist and has crossed Canada the wrong way, just like Anna! He was really excited about our trip, and Anna’s grand plan to have her own big rewilding and eco-tourism project one day. He is into self-sufficiency and the transition town concept so there was loads to talk about and we had to drag ourselves away at the end of the night to try and get some sleep before the hike tomorrow!
So things to ponder/research from today.
Is the type of forestry they are doing here sustainable? We know that intensive forestry can de-fertilise the soil, and lead to eradication of natural forest species through removal of standing and fallen dead wood, non-profitable tree species and understorey. Some of the pine woods in the UK’s largest forest (Thetford Forest) stand in regimented rows with nothing growing between them and no refuge for anything else to thrive. That isn’t what’s happening here so far. What about the soil though? The generation time for this forest will be 60-80 years. Is that long enough for the soil to recover between harvests?
Is the aim of sustaining “unnatural” grasslands in this area a good one? Perhaps before people got here, large animals, fires and big trees falling down would have ensured that there was space in the forest for grasses, legumes and scrub, and all the species that depend on those habitats. Now those natural agents have been removed, is it a good idea to try to replicate them? And does it make a difference that the act of doing that is providing employment for people who would otherwise perhaps not have a job and the self esteem that can go along with that?
Another thing that was mentioned is that Cantabria imports the majority of its wood, even though the forests are growing here. Is it better to use the wood that grows here, or try to restore Cantabria’s woodland by essentially outsourcing the damage to South America where the forests are currently shrinking?
I’m not sure what I think about it all right now, but it’s definitely given me an appetite to find out more.
 – Dave

Black Vultures

The students were arriving at our ‘house’ for a lecture at 9:30 and we had been invited to join them. Aleix [pronounced Aleysh] was giving the lecture all about the black vulture reintroduction project at Muntanya d’Alinya.

Aleix arrived to set up before the students arrived and we had time to introduce ourselves. He is a charismatic man who seems completely at ease with himself and the world. He apologised for his ‘bad’ English even though we are in Catalonia and don’t speak Catalan! Then of course he delivered his lecture in perfectly coherent English (his third language). He has been working here for over a decade and has clearly found his place in life. His enthusiasm for the place and for his work is infectious.

He told us that the black vultures have been introduced over about 10 years here. Every year more animals are released to the area and they tend to go off travelling (covering up to 10,000 km per year!) before returning to the area to find a mate and rear young. They generally mate for life and rear one chick a year in a large nest in the top of a pine tree. Black vultures can live for over 40 years so don’t start trying to reproduce until they are about 4 years old, but generally have a few unsuccessful years before their first chick flies the nest.

So it takes a long time for a colony to become established, especially since there need to be a minimum of 50 birds for the colony to be viable! There are 44 birds here now, so with any luck the reintroduction programme will be complete next year.

After the lecture, we headed to the village of Alinya then walked up the mountain to a viewpoint. On the way, Dave and I got to chat to a few of the students and hear their stories as well as sharing ours. They are a group of 8 Masters students studying forestry on an Erasmus programme. They are spending this year in Lleida then are going to various places next year for the second half – Turkey, Portugal and Italy.

After walking uphill in the midday sun for half an hour, we arrived at a viewpoint. It was looking out onto the slope opposite where there is a supplementary feeding station for the vultures. There were hundreds of vultures circling the mountain! I’ve never seen anything like it.

Aleix was in his element, looking chilled out as ever, pointing out what was going on and telling us all about the birds. Muntanya d’Alinya is one of the only places where you can see all four European vulture species! They have different niches and different habits. All the vultures we could see circling were griffon vultures, the most common and most sociable of the four.

When the conservation area at Muntanya d’Alinya was establised, the team was providing whole carcasses for the griffon vultures. Now that the griffon population is established, they don’t do that any more. The supplementary feeding station is scattered twice a week with bones for the black vultures and the bearded vultures. But the griffons are always looking for something to eat, so once the bones are laid out, they flock down to the ground and fight over the scraps. Then once the melee has calmed down and most of them have flown away, a few black vultures come to pick bits of the outsides of the bones with their sharp beaks. Then, once all is quiet, the solitary bearded vulture swoops in to eat the leftover bones and the marrow. By the time they’re all done, there’s nothing left. Vultures are so important for cleaning up dead animals and preventing the spread of disease. They can eat everything that’s raw and rotten without getting sick, and once it has passed through them, it’s no longer harmful.

We watched the melee of griffons then a black vulture but we didn’t get to see a bearded vulture. There was an Egyptian vulture soaring above the feeding station too. They are the only ones that don’t live here all year round, but migrate to Africa during the winter. Aleix told us how different the bearded vultures are from the rest – they fly like eagles, swooping and darting through they sky! Not like the others he said, they ‘fly like a door’, conserving energy by riding the thermals on their search for food.

After soaking up the vultures, we went to a rabbit enclosure nearby. This is unthinkable in the UK, but here they have problems trying to maintain the rabbit population! The rabbits are an important food source for many mammals and raptors here but they suffer two diseases that mutate each year, preventing the establishment of a stable population. Every year they breed hundreds of rabbits in the enclosures and release them but without much success so far. We saw a few rabbit droppings around so there must be at least a few surviving!

It was around 2pm by the time we’d learned all about vultures and rabbits and we were starting to feel hungry. We all headed back down to the car, chit chatting on the way. One of the students from the Czech Republic was walking barefoot all day! We talked about the benefits of the practice and he said he really enjoyed it. It’s something I’ve been interested in for a while but have never given the time to… maybe something to start practicing around camp!

The students went for lunch at the hotel and we headed back home for ours. They still had a trip to make in the afternoon but we had to go to the shops. Silvia was heading into town by car to take her son to football, so we hitched a ride to go to the supermarket. There is a fridge in the place where we’re staying (imagine!) so we were able to buy a whole week’s worth of food. After months of buying one day at a time, we found this quite stressful and spent about an hour in the supermarket! I’m still not sure whether we’re going to have a surplus or a deficit at the end of the week.

After that, we came back, unpacked, had dinner and it was bedtime. Back with the students in the morning…

There are some amazing pictures of three of the vulture species at our house.  We didn’t get this close, but you can see that they’re adapted to eating different types of food.

Griffon vulture - flesh eater

Griffon vulture – flesh eater

Black vulture - bone picker

Black vulture – bone picker

Bearded vulture - marrow muncher

Bearded vulture – marrow muncher

– Anna

Getting dirty

Today we actually did some volunteering!
Tiago and Niek, two of the interns from ATN, were at the reserve today. In the morning we all worked in the tree nursery, transplanting seedlings to individual pots. We only had one bag of compost for hundreds of seedlings so we had to mix it with the sandy unhospitable soil from the reserve. The mix didn’t look very nourishing but the plants will eventually have to survive in that soil so they will have to get used to it!
Transplanting cork oak seedlings

Transplanting cork oak seedlings

While we were planting we chatted about Tiago’s university course in Forestry. It sounds really interesting and has a mix of biology, chemistry,  physics and statistics. Apparently the class is a mix of conservationists and production focused people, who don’t really get on. The lecturers are worse, some of them won’t even talk to each other!

Once we had transplanted the seedlings we put them in the nursery and gave them a good watering. The stress might kill some of them but they need the extra space to develop enough before they get planted in the reserve. Hopefully using seedlings to plant out will get better results than direct seed planting, where the seeds are eaten by wild boar before they get a chance to germinate.
After lunch we all went out with Tiago to help him with his project. He is setting out 30 monitoring plots where the recovery of trees will be measured every year. Our job today was to mark out the plots using a gps, a measuring tape and a compass. The plots are 30 m x 15 m and all orientated north-south, so we had to measure the orientation and size while walking through the thick brush. The location of the plots was randomly selected and didn’t take account of cliffs or massive rocks,  so placing the markers was pretty fun!
Hm, where to put that plot??

Hm, where to put that plot??

Measuring a plot

Measuring a plot

Tiago almost fell backwards off a wall while placing one of the markers so he was buzzing at the end of the day even though we only managed to mark out three of his thirty plots! He has a lot of work to get through in the next few days!

Tiago recovering from near death experience

Tiago recovering from near death experience

It was great helping out as we got to visit new areas of the reserve that are off the main paths and that we wouldn’t have got to by ourselves. On the way we got a great view of some huge griffon vultures riding the thermals up out of the valley. We also found a small bird trying to climb a tree and flapping around in the grass. We don’t know what species it was yet, Niek thought it might be a night swallow – I don’t know if there is a bird called that in English.  Anyway I will ask one of the bird guys here and find out. It was obviously struggling so we put it in some deeper brush out of sight. Never really sure what to do in those situations but hope it’s alright!

Unhappy bird

Unhappy bird

We had to be back at camp by 4 so Niek and Tiago could catch their ride home. Soon after we got back the Dutch students arrived. They had been out with the birds guys watching the vultures. They seemed pretty happy even though a few were sporting impressive sunburn. Maybe less happy tonight…

The students set off back to camp and Niek, Tiago and Johanna (who had been out with the students) hung around chatting until Abel, the rural worker here, arrived with the van. Abel is a funny guy, he doesn’t like students apparently,  but does like the English, so we’re ok. He can’t explain why he holds these prejudices, but he stands by them. He also seems to have a crush on Johanna but it seems like she handles it pretty well. Awkward though…
Afrer eveyone went we biked down the track to Algodres for shopping and wifi. We did a massive shop at Figueira two days ago but have already troughed all the treats. Since we’re not cycling at the momet this is not good! We had to endure one of Anna’s yoga workouts yesterday night to try to fight the flab. I’m not sure it worked!
 – Dave

Hiking Faia Brava

Today we took a Sunday stroll through the Faia Brava reserve, heading south, crossing the river and going up the other side of the valley to the village of Cidadelhe, then back again.  It was a beautiful sunny day all day, as we’ve become used to, and it got pretty warm in the afternoon but it wasn’t unbearable (apparently it gets to 40 degrees here a lot in the summer – think we have to leave before then!).

The wildflowers are looking as amazing as ever, the insects are busying around and the birds tweeting away as usual.

Butterfly

Butterfly

On the way out, we came across the herd of Garrano horses. They are largely wild here and only taken in every few years to be branded and counted, but they didn’t seem to mind us being around and came pretty close without getting nervous.

Gerrano horses with foal

Garrano horses with foal

They walked right past us!

They walked right past us!

A little later, one of the wild maronesa cows ran across the track ahead of us with two calves in tow! They were a lot more wary than the horses and ran off into the bushes. They’re huge dark cows with big horns, the closest breed to the extinct Aurochs that used to occur here naturally. Apparently they don’t get herded and branded because it’s pretty much impossible to catch them! One died last year on the reserve but the vultures feasted on it before the cause of death could be established. The rest of them seem to be doing well now though.

Mummy cow

Mummy cow

Baby cows!

Baby cows!

It was warming up when we met the road and wound down the switchbacks to Union Bridge to cross the Coa, so we stopped for a sandwich in the shade and watched the fishermen.  We also saw a terrapin in the water. Then we had to slog up the switchbacks on the other side before going back on the trail to the village.

Down to the Coa

Down to the Coa

We lost the trail for a bit and ended up doing a detour but made it to the village for lunch in the shade as a local man and woman tried to talk to us in Portuguese as we had to do a lot of “Desculpe, eu não entendo”. The man got a map out and showed us the way to the campsite, which was nice of him, then he waved us on our merry way back.

On our way out of the village we heard a bird in the trees making a ‘woob woob’ sound and we saw him with his crested head, which he bowed down to make the noise.

Woob bird

Hoopoe (Upupa epops)

Lovely trail

Lovely trail

When we were almost back at camp, we came across one of the seasonal ponds that is coated in non-native algae. The frogs were enjoying themselves bobbing around on the floating plants and we sat and watched them for a bit. Ribbit!

Ribbit

Ribbit

Jumping frogs!

Jumping frogs!

Dave’s hayfever was really bad after all that trail hiking!  In search of new medication tomorrow.  Other than that, we had a lovely relaxing evening and ate tasty egg fried rice for dinner before bed.  We even saw a lizard hanging out by the rocks at camp.

Campsite lizard

Campsite lizard

Up close and personal

Up close and personal

– Anna

Camera traps and transects

Today was our first full day in the Faia Brava reserve. We spent it with Anna, a Masters student, who is investigating the carnivorous mammals within the reserve. Today she was collecting camera traps that she and her colleagues had set, as well as conducting transects to find and record the droppings of carnivorous species. Anna’s supervisor and a friend came along to help out. Johanna who we stayed with last night, also came along to check out Anna’s project. Everyone walked up to the reserve from Algodres, the village where we stayed, a distance of about 3 km. Anna (Heslop) and I planned to camp in the reserve tonight, so we rode our bikes with all our gear up the gravelly track ahead of the others and got our tent set up by the time they arrived. After that we all set out on foot to find the cameras.

Into the reserve

Into the reserve

It took a loooong time to find the first camera, the only one that Anna hadn’t placed herself. It was a great opportunity to get to know the reserve and enjoy the beautiful display of late spring flowers. They will be gone in a few weeks as the temperature continues to rise, so we wanted to make the most of them!

The searchers

The searchers

Poppy

Poppy

Assorted flowers (ok I don't know what they all are)

Assorted flowers (ok I don’t know what they all are)

Yay, we found a camera!

Yay, we found a camera!

Psammodromus algirus

Lizard (we think Psammodromus algirus)

Cork oak with cork removed

Cork oak with cork removed

After we found the first trap we stopped for lunch. Anna’s supervisor had brought two rucksacks with her, and over lunch we realised why. She had brought enough food to share stuff with everyone! After what turned out to be a big lunch we moved on to the cameras that Anna had set herself, and we found two in quick succession. At that point we started walking the transects. We were basically walking the paths between the cameras looking out for poo from carnivorous mammals. Once we found some appropriate poo it was measured, GPS marked, bagged and tagged. I say we; to be honest Heslop and I were pretty useless, but Anna and her supervisor were right on it.

Logging the logs

Logging the logs

After a few poo transects it was about three in the afternoon. We planned to join the Canadian documentary team again this evening to visit some of the rock engravings, so we said bye to the researchers and headed back to the tent. From here we grabbed our bikes and rattled back down the track to Algodres.

To the village!

To the village!

We had showers and cooked some food at Johanna’s house, then walked the 2 kilometres to the pickup point for the rock engravings trip. Sadly when Pedro the Co-ordinator turned up he had bad news – there wasn’t room in the van for us. So hopefully we can go next week instead! Pedro gave us a lift back into town and we chatted on the way back about the species that Anna had identified from their droppings earlier. A new one on us was the Common Genet (Genetta genet) which is a cat-like animal found in Iberia, southern France and the Balearics, as well as Africa and parts of the Middle-east. Anna (Heslop) saw Genets in Africa, but she didn’t know they existed in Europe, and I’d never heard of them. Every day’s a schoolday! We arranged with Pedro that tomorrow we will go to the office with him and Johanna. Apparently there is room for us in the interns’ room. Sounds great! Hopefully we will learn a bit more about the structure of ATN (Associação Transumância e Natureza), the organisation that Pedro and the others work for, and where we could help out.

After we were dropped in the village we got back on the bikes and rode back to the reserve to camp. The sun was setting as we rode back, and we made it to the campsite in time for a last minute meal watching the last red glow of the day over the valley and bats flitting between the trees. Aaaah!

Sunset on the way home

Sunset on the way home

– Dave

Introducing Faia Brava

It was a big day! We had to ride the 28km from Vila Nova de Foz Coa to the village of Algodres, where we were to meet Barbara the Faia Brava communications manager and join her taking some Canadian film makers on a safari around the site.

We set off from our hostel around 9am. The sun’s glare was dampened by a haze of Saharan sand blown in from the south so it wasn’t as hot as the last few days. We came out of town and straight down the side of the valley at 50kph, crossed the river and started pedaling back up the other side. The gradient was manageable though and we made good time. Past roadside wildflowers of green, purple, lilac, yellow and splashes of poppy red, speckled butterflies dancing between them.

Down to the Coa

Down to the Coa

Coa crossing

Coa crossing

As we rode up, we were coming to a plateau where we enjoyed an undulating ride into Algodres. We arrived at the café Barbara had told us about and gave her a call. She came along in the Faia Brava Land rover to collect us and took us to meet the Canadian film crew in another town, where we all went for lunch and talked about the area’s history and each other’s travels.

Lunch stop

Lunch stop

Wolves used to be common in this region but declined until they were gone from the area around 40 years ago. They are now starting to come back, but the people are no longer used to them and take issue with their return. Until now there have only been a few lone wolves passing through, but there is recent evidence of a small pack here. This creates conflict with the farmers because they have stopped using protection measures and now lose sheep to the wolves.

The rural areas in the region are becoming depopulated. There used to be a lot of people living here but after the war, there was a big emigration. The soil is poor and the economy wasn’t doing very well after the war finished. Now the people who are left here have grown old, their children have moved away and if the current lack of new young people continues, the villages will be completely deserted in about 15 years. The town of Algodres that we are in has 30% of its population in the old people’s home.

The reserve has benefited from this mass exodus – it used to be poor quality farmland but now that the people have left, nature is on its way back.  On our way around the reserve, we saw abandoned farm houses and shepherd shelters, stone walls marking land boundaries, planted olive trees and cork oaks that were left standing on field boundaries to collect cork.  The cork oak trees take 50 years to mature and grow their first outer layer of cork bark, which is fire protection for them.  The cork can be removed without killing the tree but it takes 8-10 years for the cork to regrow.

Cork oak - this one is 500 years old!

Cork oak – this one is 500 years old!

The soil is basically sand, it’s hard to believe that people grew cereal crops here!  There was no way for people to bring manure up the hills to use as fertiliser, so they built pigeon houses and used the pigeon poo as fertiliser.  Most of the reserve is not suitable for growing vegetables, so people probably had about 0.5 hectares per family here but lived elsewhere and only came for 3-4 weeks a year to harvest the cereals, olives and almonds.

After the people abandoned the area, scrub moved in – broom and other small bushes. When the Faia Brava reserve was created, the first job was to remove a lot of the scrub so that the horses and cows could come in and graze.  The idea is that this will allow trees to come back, but it’s difficult because seed banks have been obliterated by farming and repeated burning (by shepherds) and the grazing animals eat the small trees that do grow!  They are starting to try planting trees and creating grazing exclusion zones to speed up the natural succession.

The first stop we made with the film crew was to the bride over the Coa river.  There used to be just a little boat crossing here, used by villagers and their chickens, pigs and goats!  Then the guys who managed the boat crossing died and the first bridge was built.  After surviving for years, a flash flood took the bridge and a new one was built, but this one only lasted 4 years and the villagers were again without a crossing.  Two years of being isolated went by before an engineer heard about the situation and offered to design a new bridge.  But the villagers didn’t have any money to build it and had to fundraise for the materials.  They secured enough to buy materials but couldn’t pay the workers, so they had to take turns feeding the workers as they built the bridge, so it is called Union Bridge and it hasn’t washed away yet!

Barbara tells us about Union Bridge

Barbara tells us about Union Bridge

We spent the rest of the afternoon touring around, learning about the reserve and the film crew and enjoying the scenery.  We haven’t seen any of the horses or cattle yet but we saw a lot of vultures!  They have many pairs breeding at the reserve on the cliffs by the river.  The reserve is named after these cliffs, Faia meaning ‘cliff’ and Brava meaning ‘brave’ or ‘wild’.

Film crew at work

Film crew at work

Abandoned shelter

Abandoned shelter

Pigeon house

Pigeon house

Vultures

Griffon vultures have a 2.5 m wingspan

In the evening, Barbara dropped us off with one of the reserve interns Johanna and we had dinner with her and stayed at her house in the village.  She has made good friends with the neighbours and Mario from next door invited us all to drink his home made wine with him – it was delicious!  Then he took us to two of his gardens and sent us away with freshly picked broad beans and salad, which we took back and ate with tortilla.

Johanna and Mario

Johanna and Mario

Free beans!

Free beans!

We had lovely chats about rewilding and local people and another Faia Brava employee Pedro joined us for wine after dinner. He told us about his time as a political activist in Lisboa before he came back to the country to escape the never-changing world of politics.

Hopefully we will find some interesting things to do and see at the reserve over the next few days, it seems like a great place with brilliant people.

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– Anna