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The sound begins with a sharp inhale—the kind you take before you’re about to sneeze. Second comes a bassy wooom, akin to blowing across the top of a glass bottle.

As a child walking down the road to catch the school bus, it was a regular treat to find a Bittern – frozen, large beak pointing skyward, almost taller than me, pretending it wasn’t there.

Secretive and shy, the nationally critical, native bitterns are on the edge in Canterbury, a researcher says.

Emma Williams knows a LOT about bittern. This is impressive because they’re very difficult to find. She calls them the ‘ninjas of the wetlands’. In this episode, Nic and Emma talk about tracking bittern and embarrassing yourself in Mitre 10.