🔗 Share this article Tracking Illegal Hunters That Illegally Capture the Nation's Rare Singing Birds. The illegal trade in songbirds is a lucrative underground market. The activist's eyes scan across vast expanses of dense fields, looking for suspicious activity in the inky blackness. He utters a hushed tone as they attempt to locate a concealed position in the open area. In the distance, the huge urban center of Beijing remains asleep. During the vigil, the only sound is our own breath. And then, as the sky starts to lighten ahead of sunrise, there is the crunch of footsteps. The poachers are here. Trapped In the skies above us, billions of birds, many so small that they can fit in the palm of your hand, are traveling to the south for winter. They have utilized the extended daylight in Siberia, or Mongolia, feasting on bugs and berries. As the year comes to a close and icy winds bring the initial freeze of winter, they journey to more temperate climates to find food and shelter. The nation hosts over 1500 bird species, which is about 13% of the world's total – over eight hundred of those are migratory birds. Four of the nine major paths they follow intersect in China. The patch of grassland being monitored, on the outskirts of the Chinese capital, is an haven for small birds – farther in and the urban landscape offer little opportunity to rest among towering rows of concrete. It is equally attractive for the poachers and their "mist nets", so fine you can almost miss them. The one we nearly walked into was stretched across a large section of the field and propped up with wooden sticks. In the middle, a meadow pipit was struggling frantically to free his legs, but the more it moved, 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 habitat. Pursuing the Poachers Silva, who is in his 30s, carries out this mission for free using his personal funds. He has given up on many nights of sleep to set songbirds free, and he has spent the last decade convincing the police in Beijing to prioritize this issue. "Back in 2015, no-one cared," he states. So he enlisted helpers who did care and established a group called the Bird Protection Unit. He organized community gatherings and invited the heads of the relevant authorities. These consistent and determined acts of persuasion have shown results. The police discovered that catching poachers also led to identifying other kinds of illegal operations. "It became clear our objectives became somewhat shared," Silva says, noting that enforcement is still patchy. A decade of dedication has gone into Silva Gu's mission to save migratory birds. His passion for avian life began during childhood. He was raised in the nineties in a distinct era for the city. He remembers roaming through the grasslands on the city's edges where he discovered birds, frogs and snakes. "However, beginning in the 2000s, everything changed." China's booming economy brought millions of rural workers to cities. This rapid urbanisation meant grasslands were viewed as land for construction, not conservation areas to conserve. This shift shocked him. The grasslands began to shrink, as did the habitats they supported. "I decided back then to dedicate myself to preservation and I took this path," he says. This has not made for an easy life. A major Beijing's biggest bird dealers discovered he was under scrutiny by Silva and retaliated. "He gathered several of his accomplices who surrounded me and beat me up," Silva remembers. He says he reported to the police but the perpetrators were not held accountable. He has also seen the departure of his team of helpers 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 made it a project because if you want to solve this big problem, you must devote yourself wholeheartedly. You can't do it part-time." He says fundraising covers some of the costs – over 100,000 yuan a year – but funding has declined because of the economic situation. So he has found new ways to track the poachers. He examines satellite imagery to find the routes 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 satellite images can even show netting setups which can catch scores of small birds at night. Birds like the Siberian rubythroat command significant sums illegally. "Siberian rubythroats and bluethroats sell for a high price," Silva says. "In big cities like Beijing and Tianjin, those who want to own songbirds are now quite wealthy." Although there are environmental regulations in place, Silva reckons the penalties to deter the activity do not exceed the potential profits of catching and selling songbirds. Keeping a caged bird was – and for some people in China, still is – a mark of prestige. This originates from the imperial era. Nobles and elites would build ornate bamboo cages to display their birds. It's a tradition that persists mainly among retired men in their later years. Silva says some elderly citizens don't realise they are breaking the law, or understand that so many more birds had to die in a trap so they could buy a pet. "This generation didn't even have enough to eat in their youth. Now with some disposable income, they have adopted the practice of keeping birds in cages," he says. "The nation progressed so fast, there was no time to raise awareness about ecology. Once adults' values are set, they're really hard to change." Busted On a long low wall in Beijing, a trader has several tiny enclosures with tiny twittering birds. A separate individual is positioned near a nearby market holding a bird cage covered by a dark cloth. He informs passers-by quietly that his songbird is valuable, worth nearly 1900 yuan. This is a glimpse of an old Beijing where informal vendors have created their own market. A glimpse into the longstanding trade of wildlife in local markets. The path by the river extends over several miles and on a sunny weekday morning, there were shoppers browsing everything from old trinkets to false teeth. We were told that protected birds could be bought in a small park. It was easy to find. Loud music played from a speaker under the low trees where a troop of elderly ladies were performing a fan dance. Nearby several men, all in their later years, had gathered with bird cages – some had two or three in their hands. Most were covered in dark cloth. But on this occasion there would be no transactions because the police had appeared. They were questioning the bird owners and taking names. Unyielding, one man said he was {taking his caged bird for a walk|simply exercising his