Saturday to Tuesday, 4th-7th April

Saturday. I cycled via the Portway. Just beside the Wessex Water works, and on the walkway by the road, with lorries and cars thundering past, a minute black ball of fluff was lying. I nearly fell from my bike trying to stop - well they do tell you to walk that bit - it was an injured pipistrelle bat Pipistrellus pipistrellus (I discovered later that it was a pipestrelle). About the same size as my top thumb joint, and still very much alive so far as I could see, certainly injured, but I could not see how apart from a small lump on its face. What to do? I could not leave it there, and could not care for it, and did not want to leave it in the bushes. I decided to take it to the Zoo and contact Mandy Leivers. It wriggled in my hand, got rather hot and torpid, but we got there and the girls on the counter produced a small cardboard box for the bat while Mandy called around to some of her contacts on the Avon Bat Group. We took the little animal over to Mandy's office and tried to give it some water, but it seemed to prefer bathing to drinking, and was now moving around in the box at some speed. Very not dead! Mandy had contacted a vet student, Heidi, who could look after the pipestrelle.

I left and went on with my ride via the Peregrine Watch and Downs. At the Watch there were several fly-pasts and (eventually) a Peregrine landed in one of the oaks opposite.

Sunday. No Downs today, but Bristol Morris Men had a cycle tour around Yatton. We danced outside three local pubs. Well where else do you find Morris Men? I did see a Heron, but was too busy watching the somewhat rough paths to see much more. The Brompton bike is not nearly as pleasant to ride as the Dawes road bike, especially the saddle.

Monday, Tuesday The Peregrines were flying on both days, around the Gorge, landing in the trees opposite, and high up, probably hunting. The Ravens are still over on their nest, and on both days there was a large group of Redshank lined up on the river-edge mud below Sea Walls. I counted over 30 birds on Tuesday. The trees are now coming strongly into leaf, with the Horse Chestnuts leading the way. The Whitebeams have white buds on them, and many other trees are sprouting.

The pipestrelle. I had a 'phone call from Heidi this morning. The bat had an injured eye, and despite valiant efforts at feeding, it was getting weaker, so she had to put it to sleep. A sad ending, but the little animal did have some TLC, did not die miserably beside the Portway, and will have given a young vet some valuable practical experience. The head injury to its eye was just too severe, and despite tasty meal worm offerings it was fading fast. Thanks, Heidi and Mandy.