On the Trail Poachers Illegally Trapping the Nation's Protected Singing Birds.
The conservationist's eyes scan over vast expanses of open meadows, hunting for any movement in the pre-dawn darkness.
He utters a hushed tone as they attempt to locate a spot to hide in the open area. Behind us, the vast metropolis of Beijing slumbers on. During the vigil, the only sound is the quiet of the morning.
Suddenly, as the sky begins to brighten ahead of sunrise, we hear footsteps. The poachers are here.
Caught
Across the heavens, billions of birds, some tiny enough that they could rest in the palm of your hand, are migrating south for winter.
They have benefited from the warmer months in Siberia, or Mongolia, consuming bugs and berries. As the year comes to a close and chilling gusts bring the first frosts of winter, they head to more temperate climates to nest and feed.
The nation hosts more than 1,500 bird species, accounting for 13% of the world's total – over eight hundred of those are migratory birds. Four of the nine major migration routes they follow converge in China.
The area of meadow where we were, on the outskirts of the Chinese capital, is an haven for small birds – any further and the city skies offer little opportunity to rest among clusters of concrete.
It is equally attractive for the poachers and their "fine nets", so thin you can barely see them.
The one we nearly walked into was extending over a large section of the field and held up with bamboo poles. At its center, a meadow pipit was fighting hard to untangle itself, but the more it moved, the more its claws became tangled.
This was a meadow pipit, a protected bird in China, and an important "indicator species" – that means if its numbers are thriving, so is its ecosystem.
Hunting the Hunters
The conservationist, in his thirties, carries out this mission for free using his personal funds. He has forgone many sleeping hours to rescue birds, and he has spent the last 10 years persuading the police in Beijing to enforce the law.
"Initially, authorities were indifferent," he remarks.
So he recruited volunteers who were concerned and established a group known as the Beijing Migratory Bird Squad. He held community gatherings and brought in the leaders of the local police and forestry bureau. These small and persistent acts of advocacy seem to have paid off. The police discovered that catching poachers also helped in tracking down other kinds of criminal activity.
"We found our objectives became partially aligned," Silva says, noting that implementation remains inconsistent.
His passion for avian life started in childhood. He was raised in the 1990s in a very different Beijing.
He remembers roaming through the grasslands on the city's edges where he found birds, frogs and snakes. "But starting from the 2000s, everything changed."
Rapid economic growth brought a huge influx of rural workers to cities. This expansion meant grasslands were considered areas for development, not conservation areas to conserve.
The change stunned Silva. The grasslands receded, as did the ecosystems they sustained.
"I decided back then to work in conservation and I chose this direction," he says.
This has not made for an easy life. A major Beijing's biggest bird dealers found out he was being investigated by Silva and fought back.
"He gathered several of his associates who surrounded me and assaulted me," Silva recalls. He says he went to the police but those responsible were not held accountable.
He has also lost his team of helpers over the years. This work requires covert operations and lost sleep. Silva says few people are prepared for the difficult – and sometimes dangerous job.
"This is my full-time commitment," he says. "I treat it as a mission because if you want to tackle this challenge, you must commit completely. You cannot be half-hearted."
He says donations pays for some of the costs – over 100,000 yuan annually – but donations have dipped because of the slowing economy.
So he has adopted new ways to hunt the hunters.
He analyzes aerial photos to find the trails worn away by the poachers. He charts these against the birds' migratory routes and looks for areas where they may rest. The aerial views can even show netting setups which can capture scores of small birds at night.
"Siberian rubythroats and bluethroats sell for a premium," Silva says. "In urban centers like Beijing and Tianjin, those who want to keep birds are now quite wealthy."
Although there are environmental regulations in place, Silva argues the penalties to deter the activity do not exceed the potential profits of trapping and trading songbirds.
Owning a pet bird was – and for some people in China, still is – a mark of prestige. This originates from the Qing dynasty. Nobles and elites would build ornate bamboo cages to display their birds.
It's a tradition that continues mainly among retired men in their 60s or 70s. Silva says older Chinese people don't realise they are breaking the law, or grasp that so many more birds had to die in a trap so they could buy a pet.
"This generation didn't even have enough to eat in their youth. Now with some disposable income, they have adopted the habit and custom of caging birds," he says. "The nation progressed so fast, there was little opportunity to educate people about ecology. Once adults' values are formed, they're really hard to change."
Apprehended
On a long low wall in Beijing, a vendor has several small cages with chirping songbirds.
Another man stands outside a local market holding a bird cage covered by a black veil. He tells passers-by discreetly that his songbird is valuable, worth nearly 1900 yuan.
This is a glimpse of an traditional side of the city where informal vendors have created their own market.
The path by the river extends over several miles and on a sunny weekday morning, there were people looking at everything from vintage jewellery to dentures.
Information suggested that protected birds could be purchased in a nearby green space. The location was not concealed.
Music was blasting from a speaker in a shaded area where a troop of elderly ladies were performing a fan dance. Nearby several men, all in their later years, had congregated with bird cages – some had two or three in their hands. Most were concealed by dark cloth.
But today there would be no sales because the police had appeared. They were interviewing the bird owners and recording details. Unyielding, one man claimed he was {taking his caged bird for a walk|simply exercising his