The morning
is magical – the early risers occupy the top deck – they look out over a
pristine wetland entirely devoid of other human interlopers – the water calm
and delightfully the colour of weak tea – the winds low – the sun just rising –
the birds in the reed-bed announcing the arrival of the day – swans occupy the
middle ground of the scene – they cruise the nearby waters, then like some lumbering 707, propel
themselves along the long watery runway flapping and flapping until flight speed
is achieved – they then gracefully cruise off for a day’s hunting – the right
foreground continues to be occupied by a mixture of avian species all perching
on a crop of dead tree and reed – they move in and out occupying positions that
seem to be dictated by some strange “pecking order”.
The scene
enthrals and eventually attracts a significant proportion of the traveller
numbers before their depleted stomachs call for replenishment. The view from
the deck in the early morning however serves to enhance the traveller’s
expectations of their day – a day of bird watching and bird watching and some
more bird watching.
The bikes are
securely tied to their barge and their barge securely fixed to the rear of the
houseboat – the travellers are loaded onto the small boat to enable the
exploration of the waterways within the Delta.
It would be
inappropriate for someone such as me to attempt to describe the day – suffice to
say – delightful scenery – amazing sights – spectacular wildlife – we cruise
the waterways and lakes of the Delta – we stop at floating reed islands – we explore
their ferns – we prod the silt under the floating island and allow the methane
product of the underlying deceased vegetation to bubble its way to the surface –
we talk about the habitat of pelican and heron – of crow and of egret – we spot
snake and frog and leech and reed and tree and bird.
We see
practically no other human group – we marvel at the stillness - We traverse man-made
channel and we traverse natural channel – we traverse channels bordered by trees
– we traverse channels bordered by reed, and reeds and more reeds - We
traverse channel lined with yellow water lily – we traverse channels with yellow
waterlily – we traverse channels lined with green aquatic weed – we traverse
channels with every possible combination of tree, reed, lily and weed!–
We cruise past the communist attempts at converting the Delta
into land suitable for agricultural enterprise – the birdlife still abundant
but the scene depressing – the existence of plastic bottles though less than
copious in volume a shock compared to the pristine nature of the preserved
Delta wetlands.
We cruise some
more – photograph and photograph and photograph the avian and the amphibian - Cormorant
- Swan - Heron - Red legged grebe - Pigmy cormorant - Harrier - Crow - Tern - Pelican
- Dalmatian Pelican Poacher duck - Forget
me not - Marsh harrier - Frogs on lilies - Dragon fly - Spotted heron - Moor
hen - - Kingfisher - Polar duck - Bee Eater
- Stork - European Roller - Kestrel - Purple heron - Pheasants - Egret - Grey Heron
- Roller after Roller - Egret and Egret - Lapwing - Reed warbler – Cuckoo - Leach - Frog - Snake
The four
hour cruise has gone in a flash – we meet the mother boat – a quiet afternoon –
universal delight in the day.
Looking forward to the pictures.....
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