I promised that I would write a blog about the otters and
fisheries conference I went to in Edinburgh, but as I haven’t said anything
about otters here before I thought I would start at the beginning.
I have an early memory of my father, who is a keen trout
fisherman, showing me an otter kill at the side of a reservoir. It made a great impression on me, so I must
have realised at the time it was something very special (this would have been
in the mid to late 60’s when otters were in serious decline).
As a teenager my
fascination grew, I read ‘Ring of Bright Water’ by Gavin Maxwell and then went
on to read his other books as well. I
have always been interested in wildlife of all kinds, but never expected to see
an otter until I visited Shetland with David, my husband, in the early years of
our marriage. Everyone said they were
about, and told us where to see them, but despite walking the shores of the sea
loch near our cottage every evening we never came across one. To be honest, I didn’t have a clue about how
to find them or what signs to look out for; I like to think I would be luckier
now.
About 15 years, and two children later, on the evening of
24th May 2005, David came home with a very expensive bat detector. I wasn't best pleased but I decided there wasn't much point in making a fuss (I'm very glad now that I didn't). We rounded up the children and went the local lake to try it out.
Backwell Lake |
Backwell Lake is next to a busy road near Nailsea
and Backwell Railway Station. It's well
used by dog walkers and there are a lot of well fed ducks and swans. It's also home to six species of bats. We walked to the bridge at the end of the
lake opposite the car park and stood there waiting for the ‘Daubies’ to skim
the surface of the lake in their search for insects. We hadn't been there for more than a couple of
minutes when a broad head popped out of the water about 10 metres away from us. I went through a mental check list.
‘It’s an otter’, I said calmly, then, as realisation swept over me ‘bloody hell, it’s an otter!!!’
Almost immediately it headed towards the reeds at the edge of the lake and porpoised silently under the water. My last impression was the arch of a back and the broad base of a tail. When we realised it wasn't going to re-appear, we turned round and looked at the stream flowing into the lake. There was a trail of mud stirred up from the bottom showing where the otter has swum right under the bridge while we had been standing there.
‘It’s an otter’, I said calmly, then, as realisation swept over me ‘bloody hell, it’s an otter!!!’
Almost immediately it headed towards the reeds at the edge of the lake and porpoised silently under the water. My last impression was the arch of a back and the broad base of a tail. When we realised it wasn't going to re-appear, we turned round and looked at the stream flowing into the lake. There was a trail of mud stirred up from the bottom showing where the otter has swum right under the bridge while we had been standing there.
I had absolutely no idea that there were otters in North
Somerset, let alone on a lake so close to a town. Apparently neither had anyone else, no-one would believe me! Eventually I was put in touch with James
Field of The Avon Wildlife Trust. He told
me that Wessex Water workers regularly saw otters on the lake when they made early morning visits, and asked if I would like to join the North Somerset
Otter Group.
I trained as an otter surveyor and surveyed a small brook
on Nailsea Moor for several years. I
chose it because it was within walking distance of home. I couldn’t believe that
such a small stream could support an otter but I found spraint on my first
visit. I grew to love surveying my patch and was over
the moon when, on one occasion, I found clear mother and cub footprints under
one of the bridges.
My favourite bridge |
Otter Spraint on a Ledge - textbook! |
Eventually I volunteered to help co-ordinate the otter
group, which was part of the North Somerset Levels and Moors Project. In 2010, when the funding for the project
dried up Kiri, my co-worker, and I decided to try to run the group
independently. It wasn’t easy on our
own, but eventually YACWAG, a local wildlife organisation with several reserves
near Yatton and Congresbury offered to take us under their wing.
We decided to re-launch as the YACWAG Otter Group. James Williams from The Somerset Otter Group
kindly agreed to speak at our first meeting and over 100 people came. Forty signed up as surveyors and we ran a
series of training events.
First Survey Training Session - Photo Sarah Pitt |
We now carry out monthly surveys and cover most of the
sites originally surveyed by the North Somerset Otter Group, as well as some
new areas. There are several still
water fisheries within our ‘patch’ and it wasn’t long before we became aware
that the return of the otter was not without it's problems. That's why, on Wednesday, Kiri and I found
ourselves at the IOSF Otters and Fisheries Conference in Edinburgh.
Otter Footprint clearly showing five toes, webbing and claws |