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WE TRY...<br />
Photo by Steven Robinson<br />
Badger Watching<br />
If you go down to the woods tonight...<br />
Writing anything about wildlife in the same magazine<br />
as Michael Blencowe feels, frankly, foolhardy,<br />
but when I get an invitation to go badger watching<br />
in the woods of the Loder Valley Nature Reserve,<br />
part of the 465 acres that make up Wakehurst, I can’t<br />
resist the challenge.<br />
We meet Steven Robinson, the Head Warden, just<br />
before 7pm on a golden April evening, opposite the<br />
Gardener’s Arms near Ardingly, before making our<br />
way through the bluebell woods to our destination.<br />
Every Tuesday evening from April to September,<br />
whatever the weather, Steven leads a group down to<br />
a viewing hide, half submerged into a bank which is<br />
home to a whole cast of compelling characters.<br />
Having sprinkled some peanuts in front of the<br />
badger’s-eye-view window, we settle in. Steven has<br />
been watching this sett for the 25 years he’s worked<br />
at Wakehurst and has no doubt that the badgers<br />
have been living here a great deal longer than that;<br />
but it’s the first evening viewing of the season and<br />
he isn’t sure what we’ll see. As a general rule, the<br />
badgers first appear at the hide well before nightfall<br />
but the first character to emerge this evening, from<br />
under a fallen tree, is a beautiful vixen. Unperturbed<br />
by our presence, she stretches, sniffs the air, lazes on<br />
the bank and then heads off in search of food. The<br />
next act are the clowns - a trio of pheasants - squabbling<br />
over the peanuts and bobbing about the bank.<br />
They’re incredibly beautiful up close and highly<br />
comical to watch.<br />
As twilight descends, birdsong gives way to the<br />
hooting of owls but there’s still no sign of a badger.<br />
It’s true that quiet and patience are essential<br />
prerequisites but it’s surprisingly gripping all the<br />
same. Then suddenly - out of the gloaming - the<br />
distinctive striped face of a badger pops up. It looks<br />
straight at us - no doubt smelling our presence with<br />
its incredible nose - then it turns tail and heads off<br />
into the woods on badger business. A few minutes<br />
later it’s back to investigate the peanut situation no<br />
more than a metre from our viewing window. Steven<br />
has stashed some under a pheasant-proof rock<br />
and, as the badger tucks in, another head pops up<br />
and a bigger brock ambles down the bank, hopping<br />
up onto an upturned log. Both sit there for a good<br />
long while, daintily nibbling the nuts one at a time,<br />
looking up at every creak and rustle, until something<br />
sends them back up the bank and off to do whatever<br />
badgers do.<br />
It’s difficult to leave and I’m already planning my return<br />
for the next instalment but it’s getting too dark<br />
to see by 9pm and so we make our way back through<br />
the moonlit woods under a starry sky. Lizzie Lower<br />
Every Tuesday until 6th September Adults £12/Children<br />
£6. Start time 7pm April + September, 7.30pm<br />
<strong>May</strong> to August. Money goes towards helping fund<br />
habitat management work in the reserve. Booking is<br />
essential kew.org<br />
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