This is the information board at the entrance of "Horse Trails" which is the main entrance to Ploverbeach.
There is no mention of the Plovers and Oystercatchers that lives on this beach.
05-09-2008
This is the first time in weeks that I had the opportunity to visit the strip of beach between Big Bay and the Horse-Trails near Blouberg Strand, Cape.
The destruction of the Plover habitat that I witnessed there did not surprise me. I have seen this happening over the past year. The only thing that surprised me is the speed at which it is happening.
(Above the same stretch of beach Jan 2008 and Sept 2008)
Will the sea level recede in time for the Plovers to breed again before summer?
Did the end of the Plovers come before most beech-goers knew they were there?
The destruction of the Plovers' habitat is due to a combination of: rapid changes and interference along this strip of beach:
(above the photograph of an Oystercatcher on the same beach May 2008.
Note the beach traffic)
It is amazing how the needs of birds are hardly ever mentioned in conservation reports and newsletters in the Cape. It is as if we either take them for granted or are too caught up in the invasion of alien species or the human footprint to remember what it is that we are protecting.
My new camera:
We needed to obtain a camera and laptop that could capture the birds from close by. After putting our pennies together we bought a new camera, only to discover that the camera turned its nose up for my old computer. Now we are back to square one. Our library computers are even older. They use the now obsolete incompatible stiffy-disc technology, so it cannot be used for this work either. I shall visit our computer shop at Bayside to find out if their computers can download my photographs, then I can at least e-mail them to myself. In the meantime, we are developing the photos at the photo shop, and then I scan them into my old relic. I tried to photograph the viewer at the back the new camera, but that did not work either. Last week I tried to scan the viewer of the camera but that did not work at all. There is only one suitable option; a new
computer and it has to be a laptop because mobility is my other need. Until we have everything in place, be patient with the quality of the photographs. Try to see (imagine) the bigger picture - as the conservation departments try to tell us.
My husband showed me an advert of a new computer shop due to open in Milnerton. They have cheap laptops for sale to the first five customers. When he phoned them to confirm, they replied that we would have to sleep outside overnight if we want to qualify. Therefore, that is that! Back to scanning and whatever works.
Visiting the beach 5-9-2008,
We parked on the roadside near the entrance of the Horse-Trails. As we walked along the little path, I noticed the sand dunes in the distance. When we got to the storm-water dam, all we saw was devastation and the debris left behind by the pushing tide. The bird-breeding activity of three weeks ago is gone. There is not a weaver in sight.
( Above the same storm water pool 7 August 2008 and 5 September 2008)
The only bird we saw was a single Moorhen looking for food among pieces of driftwood.
When I reached the beach exit, I noticed how the dunes were eroded, making the shortcut into the previously Plover habitat now the default exit.
As I scanned the beach, with my eyes, to see the condition of the Plover habitat, I noticed that it was replaced by sand. There is no camouflage for the birds. The Plovers to the left and right of the exit is gone. My husband walked ahead, armed with his new camera, and instructions to get close-ups of the Plovers. I lagged behind, with my old camera, because experience tells me that husband and dog will chase any chance I have of photographing the Plovers away. As I stood there trying to accustom my eyes to spotting these little birds, I noticed them flying around. I seldom see them flying. They prefer the ground and running out of the way to flying.
It is then that I noticed the reason for them flying. There was a large dog running and chasing every bird he can see. With the Plovers robbed of their normal camouflage, they are easy to be spotted by dogs that like to chase birds.
When I confronted the dog's owner with a request to stop his dog chasing the Plovers, he looked at me as if I was mad. He said his dog never catches the Plovers and that they only play with his mind.
I being hypersensitive about these birds, of course, thought that I was sure the Plovers were not in a mood for games when they are chased from their habitat.
That was about the story of the Plovers today. I hope it is not the last one. These little birds have nowhere to hide, and people are walking where they used to live and breed. How long will they survive under these conditions?
(Plovers with nowhere to hide)
How long will we still be able to see them here? Are the Plovers becoming endangered around our coastline as so many other bird species are?
People do need a beach where dogs can run loose. Keeping dogs in back yards all the time and on leads when they are in an open place, such as a beach, is cruel. Dogs also need a space to run free at the sea. Perhaps this particular beach should not be one of them. Perhaps this little strip of beach should be preserved for the Oystercatchers and Plovers as an inheritance for generations to come.
09-08-2008
This morning we decided to visit Kreefte-baai where two fishing trawlers ran aground.
I was also interested to see if there were plovers at that beach.
The nature conservation department was out in full force protecting the vessels and the dunes. It is amazing how quick they can protect something that they perceive to be worth protecting.
It is a pity they do not perceive the Plovers and Oystercatchers to be worth protecting.
If only they would apply the same temporary protection measures to the bird breeding area.
The pebbly area above the high water mark is getting so narrow, due to the dune stabilization that is happening along this whole stretch of coast.
For this reason, it is more of a pity that this small area is not given to the birds for as long as it is suitable breeding ground.
Soon the sand will cover these pebbles also and it will become another dead suburban beach.
It is a pity we cannot protect the few breeding birds along the Blouberg coast.
These birds are suffering in silence and the majority of beach goers will not even miss them when they are gone.
It was not the plovers that I noticed when I became aware of the plight of coastal birds along this stretch of wild coast that was opened for public recreation.
Within a very short time this quiet beach turned into a major destination for sunbathers, people walking their dogs and fossil collectors.
When the decision was made to turn a major beach, Big Bay, into a high-rise concrete jungle, the closure of the most popular beach along Marine Drive, forced people in search for beach recreation further up the coast. This action caused a major disturbance to sea birds and animals that previously, nearly exclusively, used this section of the shoreline as their territory.
The beach that was previously interrupted occasionally by humans, nearly overnight became a popular resort.
Although this is a popular beach for water sport, the water is mostly too cold for bathers without wet suits. Blouberg also used to be very windy, however the weather also, seems to have changed.
The only people who used this beach were the white-mussel collectors.
That activity in itself added to the food supply for the sea birds.
Today there is no place for birds who rely on the beach for breeding and food. As the beach traffic increases daily, when more and more people move into newly built dwellings, the birds are pushed farther and farther away from their food source and the area that they need for nesting and camouflage.
What will happen to these little birds?
My guess is that their inability to breed and feed regularly will eventually lead to their extinction on this shoreline. Perhaps this is inevitable. They have no bank balance, so they have no right to be here according to human law.
Here, at Blouberg, they remain silent witnesses of how the habits of man impact on nature, without we even being aware of it.
Not even the dogs notice these shy, brave little birds; The beach plovers.
The Oystercatcher suffers the same fate, but they are bigger and quicker on the wing.
When they no longer visit an area, one knows about it. They are visible. Bird lovers miss their disappearances. Yet no-one knows or cares about the plovers. One cannot miss something that never existed.
These feathered, camouflaged, beach dwellers struggle on long after the Oystercatchers left to look for better breeding ground.
The intention of this website is to make people aware of the plight of sea birds, to make them visible.
Doing that I may save a nest, or I may hasten their extinction. At least, hopefully, they will be missed by someone when they are gone. Once you see them and become aware of their existence, one cannot help falling in love with them. They are so special, so vulnerable, so quietly invisible ... like the thoughts in your mind or the feelings in your heart - invisible to the human eye. It is a rare treat to spot one.
They survived this long because no one notice them.
However, at Blouberg, it is because no one knows that they are there that they walk over their breeding ground and that they are driven from their food supply.
It is my hope that people will respect these birds, and perhaps develops a group of local residents who will become the friends or guardians of the plovers between Blouberg and the BCA
Perhaps some school child will take this topic on as a school project. Perhaps then, we will miss them when they are gone.
Perhaps then we can feel sad because Blouberg lost its virginity to the rape by progress.
(The beach in question is the stretch of beach between Big Bay (Blouberg Strand) and the BCA (Blouberg Conservation Area), with a central (temporary) legal access to the beach at "The Horse Trails." There are also many unofficial access routes through the protected nature area.)
R W