It would be easy to think of ‘river’ as a single habitat, but the biology of a fast-flowing shallow river, or a deep and slow moving one, are completely different.
The biology of a river is different depending whether it’s upland, lowland, urban, coastal and so on. There is no one ‘life of the river’.
Ours, when not in flood, is shallow but slow moving. There are some fish like dace, and the banks support Water Vole and Kingfisher. There are nesting Bullfinch, Blackcap, Chiffchaff, plus the usual range of tits, robins, blackbirds and so forth. That was what I hoped for tonight.
Sadly reality, and wildlife, doesn’t often perform to schedule. So it was on the evening of June 2 2016 where almost nothing was seen.
The only drama came from a less-than-wild intruder.
The alarm calls of a pair of Wrens alerted us, and everything else, to this cat. I doubt it was looking for the wrens, more likely bankside mammals or even fish. But the Wrens were not going to let it settle. They sat within feet of it shouting at the top of their voices. Which is a not inconsiderable 10 decibels. Eventually the cat slunk off unsuccessfully and the wrens went back to gathering food for their young.
So, two days, two underwhelming performances. But with a week in Cornwall ahead, things should pick up soon. Still, 30 Habitats count now reaches One!
And just to be generous, some older pictures of highlights from the river.