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Wilden Marsh Nature Reserve A living diary of Wilden Marsh. Wildlife, weather and the small truths revealed, written and photographed by its long time marsh warden.

Welcome to Wilden Marsh

I’m Wildenmarshmike — nature lover, photographer, and Warden of Wilden Marsh Nature Reserve (SSSI). Most days, you’ll find me out with my camera and my black Welsh Cocker Spaniel, Spike, exploring local wildlife and capturing the beauty of each season. This blog is my visual diary: moments that catch my eye as I wander. Sometimes I’ll misidentify a species — but that’s part of the fun and the learning. No long journeys, no elaborate setups — just me and the marsh. I hope you enjoy the journey as much as we do.

01/11/2026

A CALM HALLOWEEN ON SOUTH RIVERSIDE PASTURE
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 856 – 31st October 2026

Halloween brought a lovely autumn afternoon to Wilden Marsh, with warm sunshine filtering through the trees and a gentle mist lingering over the distant fields.

The River Stour was running briskly over the shallows, while elsewhere the water was almost motionless, reflecting the trees and the last colours of autumn.

The cattle were enjoying the peaceful conditions in the Riverside Pasture, quietly grazing and browsing along the edges of the scrub. They seemed in no particular hurry to be anywhere else.

Among the fallen leaves, fungi were making an appearance, another reminder that autumn is well advanced and winter is not far away.

There was nothing particularly dramatic happening on the marsh this Halloween. Just the river, the cattle, the changing colours of the countryside and the quiet beauty of late October.

Sometimes, those are the best days to be out on Wilden Marsh.

DOG VOMIT ON WILDEN MARSH!WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 855 – 30th October 2026There are some things you come across on Wilden Mar...
30/10/2026

DOG VOMIT ON WILDEN MARSH!

WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 855 – 30th October 2026

There are some things you come across on Wilden Marsh that make you stop and wonder what on earth you are looking at. This is one of them.

At first glance, it looks like somebody has been rather unwell in the undergrowth. A pale, frothy, pinkish-white mass spread across the grass and surrounding vegetation. Not particularly attractive, perhaps, but appearances can be deceptive.

Meet the wonderfully named Dog Vomit Slime Mould (Fuligo septica).

Despite its unfortunate name, this is one of the most extraordinary organisms living on the marsh. It isn’t a plant, it isn’t an animal, and it isn’t even a fungus, although it was once classified as one. It belongs to an entirely different group of organisms known as slime moulds.

It can move.

During its active feeding stage, this strange organism exists as a creeping mass of living material called a plasmodium. It slowly travels across damp surfaces, searching for bacteria and other microscopic organisms on which to feed. Its movement is far too slow for us to notice simply by watching, but over several hours it can change position considerably.

It has no brain, no nervous system, no eyes and no legs. Yet it can respond to its surroundings, locate food and navigate obstacles. Scientists have even demonstrated that certain slime moulds can find efficient routes through mazes.

All this from something that looks as though it should be cleaned up with a shovel!

The specimen in my photograph appears to be entering its reproductive stage. The pale, granular surface is consistent with the development of structures that eventually release spores. Earlier in its development, this particular species is often a striking yellow, although its colour can vary considerably.

Slime moulds are part of the enormous, largely unseen community of organisms that help make places like Wilden Marsh function. They inhabit damp woodland, decaying vegetation, fallen timber and the moist places where microscopic life flourishes.

We spend a great deal of time admiring the marsh’s deer, otters, foxes and birds. They are the obvious inhabitants, the ones that attract our cameras and attention. But beneath them exists another world, populated by organisms every bit as remarkable.

After all these years exploring Wilden Marsh, I still find things that make me stop, look more closely and learn something new.

And today, that something was a pile of dog vomit.

Nature certainly has a sense of humour.

30/10/2026

A SAUNTERING BADGER
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 854 – 30th October 2026

Here is a badger going about its Wilden Marsh business without the slightest sense of urgency.

While most of us spend our lives rushing from one thing to another, the Wilden Marsh badgers operate to an entirely different timetable. They have places to go, things to investigate and food to find, but there is apparently no need to hurry.

This particular badger was caught by one of my wildlife cameras as it sauntered along a narrow pathway through the undergrowth. With its nose close to the ground and its unmistakable black-and-white face turned towards the camera, it makes a splendid subject.

Badgers have poor eyesight but an excellent sense of smell and hearing. Their noses do much of the investigating, detecting food and recognising the scent trails left by other badgers. A pathway that appears unremarkable to us may contain a wealth of information to a passing badger.

At this time of year, earthworms remain an important part of their diet, supplemented by insects, fallen fruit, roots and whatever else they can find. Badgers are remarkably adaptable feeders, and the mixture of woodland, grassland and damp ground at Wilden Marsh provides plenty of opportunities.

One of the pleasures of operating wildlife cameras is discovering what happens after darkness has fallen. During the day, these little pathways can appear completely deserted. By morning, however, the cameras may have recorded a procession of animals quietly going about their lives. And occasionally, one of them stops in just the right place, looks towards the lens and provides a rather splendid portrait.

There was a marsh to explore, after all.

And absolutely no reason to rush.

24/10/2026

MOOVING FORWARD
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 853 - 24th October 2026

I went down the marsh to check the herd in the Orchid Field this afternoon. When I first put them to work in here, the vegetation was level with my shoulder; the cattle have eaten it down to hoof level. What's more they have managed to give it a professional, consistently even, cut.

WHEN THE STOUR CARRIED IRONWILDEN MARSH DIARY: 852 – 24th October 2026When I walk along the River Stour at Wilden Marsh,...
24/10/2026

WHEN THE STOUR CARRIED IRON
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 852 – 24th October 2026

When I walk along the River Stour at Wilden Marsh, I generally have wildlife in mind. Roe deer, otters, kingfishers and whatever else happens to be going about its business. But I imagine the times when this stretch of river was a working industrial waterway, with boats carrying iron, steel and coal to Wilden Iron Works. It is not nearly as long ago as you might expect. According to waterways historian Tom Foxon, commercial boat traffic on the Stour continued until 1949, just 79 years ago. I find that remarkable, particularly when I look for evidence along the river today.

The historical photograph of Stourport’s canal basin provides a fascinating glimpse of the transport network that once served the local iron industry. Today, we tend to think of Stourport as a pleasant riverside town, with its canals, locks and colourful narrowboats attracting visitors throughout the year. But in its industrial heyday, it was an important transport centre where railway wagons, canal boats and river craft worked together to move substantial quantities of raw materials. Iron and steel arrived from South Wales, while coal came from Highley, before continuing by water towards Wilden Iron Works.

One particularly interesting eyewitness account comes from Stan James, who later became mayor of Stourport. As a boy in the 1930s, he lived beside the Great Western Railway’s interchange basin. He remembered loaded railway wagons descending from the station under gravity, controlled by a man operating the brake. At the basin, iron and steel bars were thrown into waiting boats, making a tremendous noise. It must have been quite a spectacle, with railway wagons arriving, men unloading heavy cargoes and boats waiting to carry the materials on the next stage of their journey. It is the sort of detail that brings local industrial history to life, particularly when you consider that some of the people who witnessed these activities were still alive within relatively recent years.

Once loaded, the boats travelled north along the Staffordshire and Worcestershire Canal to Pratt’s Wharf, where a lock connected the canal to the River Stour. From there, the cargo continued downstream towards Wilden Iron Works, sometimes after being transferred into smaller boats more suited to navigating the river.

Pratt’s Wharf dates to 1835. The river level was artificially raised in times of drought with water stored in Wilden Pool. Wilden Works also had its own canal and towpath, with horses used to haul boats along parts of the waterway. It was a surprisingly elaborate transport arrangement, developed to keep the ironworks supplied with the raw materials needed for its operations.

Anyone familiar with the River Stour will appreciate that moving a heavily laden boat along it could hardly have been straightforward. The river twists and turns, its width varies considerably, and there are places where the banks rise steeply from the water. Even allowing for changes in the river over the years, it is difficult to imagine boats carrying several tons of iron negotiating some of these stretches without considerable skill and effort. I am particularly interested in where the horses walked, and what arrangements were made to negotiate the tighter bends. There must also have been considerable maintenance required to keep the navigation open, particularly after periods of flooding or low water.

What interests me most is the possibility that evidence of this industrial activity might still survive along the riverbanks. I have spent many years exploring Wilden Marsh, photographing its wildlife, maintaining its habitats and becoming familiar with just about every bend in the river. Yet I have rarely considered the river from the perspective of the men who once worked these boats. A level section of bank, an unusual change in the ground, or the remains of an old structure might have an explanation connected to navigation. Equally, such features might have nothing to do with it. Establishing the difference would require historical maps, documentary evidence and a careful examination of the landscape. I suspect much of the evidence was lost during canalisation of the river in recent times in an attempt to prevent land either side of the river from flooding.

There is also an interesting connection between Wilden Iron Works and British political history. The works belonged to the Baldwin family, and Stanley Baldwin, who subsequently served three terms as Prime Minister, worked in the family business. Wilden was therefore much more than a small rural industrial site. It formed part of an important manufacturing enterprise, supported by a transport network that connected the works to the coalfields, iron-producing districts and wider industrial economy. The River Stour, which we now associate primarily with wildlife and the surrounding countryside, played a practical part in keeping that enterprise operating.

I find the final years of navigation particularly interesting. If commercial traffic continued until 1949, there must have been people living in Stourport and Kidderminster who remembered watching the boats pass, or perhaps worked on them. Their children and grandchildren may still have photographs, documents or stories passed down through the family. I would love to discover what the last working boats looked like, who operated them, how frequently they travelled to Wilden and what eventually brought the traffic to an end.

It is easy to look at the River Stour today and see only a natural watercourse winding through the countryside. But its history is considerably more complicated, and the landscape we enjoy at Wilden Marsh has been shaped by centuries of human activity. The ironworks, canals, railway connections and river navigation were all part of that history, and understanding how they operated adds another dimension to a place I thought I knew exceptionally well.

If anyone has old photographs, family recollections, maps or information about the boats that once travelled between Pratt’s Wharf and Wilden Iron Works, I would be delighted to hear from them. Even a small detail could help us piece together another part of the Marsh’s history.

After all, the River Stour has carried rather more than water through Wilden Marsh over the centuries.

Photograph 1: Historic view of Stourport canal basin, part of the waterway network that once supplied Wilden Iron Works.

Photograph 2: A colourised version of a steel cargo being unloaded from narrow boats at Tyseley quay, Grand Union Canal, Birmingham, 1944—photograph: Ministry of Information, Imperial War Museums, D 21770.

Photograph 3: The photograph is of the first railcar at Stourport GWR station.

A VIEW WORTH WORKING FORWILDEN MARSH DIARY: 851 - 24th October 2026Thanks to the efforts of the Wilden Marsh Volunteers ...
24/10/2026

A VIEW WORTH WORKING FOR
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 851 - 24th October 2026

Thanks to the efforts of the Wilden Marsh Volunteers last Sunday, we now have a splendid view across South Pool.

Over time, willow and other vegetation had grown so tall and dense that much of the pool was hidden from view.

Our volunteers have been hard at work clearing fast-growing saplings and small bushes, and the results speak for themselves.

South Pool is one of the most attractive areas of Wilden Marsh, particularly at this time of year, when the autumn colours begin to take over.

It's surprising what a difference a few hours of volunteer work can make.

A job well done, and a worthy view created.

23/10/2026

3 NEW COWS INTRODUCING THEMSELVES TO THE MARSH HERD
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 850 - 23rd October 2026

18/10/2026

OTTER WATCHING LAST NIGHT
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 849 - 18th October 2026

16/10/2026

BUZZARDS, OTTERS AND MAGPIES AT PRATTS WHARF
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 848 - 16th October 2026

14/10/2026

SECRET PLACES
WILDEN MARSH DIARY: 847 - 14th October 2026

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