The 29th May was another crazy day for Bristol99. The night before I had delivered equipment to Steve England for his Hidden Worlds event and then, having forgotten something, had to go back first thing in the morning. I was doing a foraging walk at Eastwood Farm in the evening. But for most of the day, I was at Eastwinds Activity Centre in St Anne’s for Rowan Matthiessen’s epic event ‘Brislington BioBlitz.’ I say epic because it was running from 12 pm to 10.30pm with a line up of entertainment to rival Glastonbury!
As with all public events, you have no idea how many people are actually going to show until the day. Still, it was a shock that 60 or so people, all families with children on half term, arrived right at the start, ready for hours of fun in the fresh air. Matt Scammell who was leading the first event – river dipping, showed only the slightest concern at the numbers, having probably only been expecting a quarter of the crowd at the most! Fortunately, our own Matt Postles was on hand, and took half the group off bug hunting, so it was more manageable for everyone.
The river dipping went down a treat, as it always does. The children took turns with nets, scooping up freshwater shrimp and caddis flies which were collected in white trays so everyone could take a look. One little girl sat down in the water by accident and there were plenty of filled wellies and a few tears but no major incidents. The parents showed as much enthusiasm as their offspring and it was hard to tell who was fighting more over the nets! I did feel a little sorry for the second group who were bug hunting, as I watched the river very rapidly turn brown with swirling silt, but I knew they’d be having as much fun sweeping their nets through the long grass.
After swapping activities, many families dispersed briefly, to enjoy picnics, which gave me the opportunity to have a chat with them. Several that I spoke to, lived locally but had never before visited Brislington Brook and the Nightingale Valley. Some hadn’t known it even existed until a flyer popped through their door, others just hadn’t got round to visiting or felt nervous about exploring it on their own, and the event provided the ideal opportunity. At the other end of the scale, a mother and son living right next door, treated it like an extension of their garden and could tell me everything there was to know about the different birds and other wildlife of the Nightingale Valley, and what time of the day or year you were most likely to see certain things.
In the afternoon, there was more bug hunting followed by a tree walk with Richard Bland, which gave a fascinating insight into the life of trees and uncovered some really great specimens. Meanwhile, inside the scout hut, paper and crayons were out and children were designing a new entrance to the site, looking through microscopes or nagging their parents for more of the lovely home made cake. More people had turned up and the atmosphere was bright and cheerful, but outside, it was darkening. True to recent form, by about 4.30pm, the sky was black and the heavens opened – just in time for Becky Coffin to lead the long anticipated ‘otter spotting’ walk. A few ‘keenies;, mostly BNHC volunteers, ventured out with her along the river, even taking recording forms, but no otters were spotted, and not much of anything else either.
By 5.30pm it was accepted that the outdoor picnic was not going to happen and the likelihood of a bat walk or the ‘moths and magic’ event was also diminishing. Half an hour later, and rather sadly, people had given up, and the scout hut was empty, abandoned. All except the young lad and his mother who came back especially, and rather optimistically, after his dental appointment, to join in with the evening’s events. So no picnic, no bats, no moths or magic. However, it was only the little crowd left behind who were disappointed, everyone else had had a lovely time, made new friends, discovered a beautiful new wild place and managed to entertain the children for a day.
And so we went our separate ways, me to another Bristol99 event, which took place despite the weather, and everyone else home to change. And at 11.30 pm I had a text from Rowan – 15 people had turned up for the bat walk in the end! However, no mention of bats. I couldn’t bring myself to ask!