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APU Field Report- February 2020


February was an eventful month for the team. We conducted daily foot patrols successfully together with the Kenya Wildlife Service; and had the following results:

  • 3 cases of illegal fishing: 1 net and 2 fishing spears were confiscated and suspects given warning.
  • 3 cases of illegal palm wine harvesting: 2 knives and machetes were confiscated and suspects warned
  • 2 cases of charcoal burning and transporting: 3 bags of charcoal, 1 spade and 2 shovels confiscated
  • 1 case of deforestation: 10 posts recovered
  • 1 case of bushmeat poaching: 2 snares and 1 bicycle recovered.
A total of 6 warnings were given to suspects, while 2 suspects escaped arrest by our teams, who remain to follow up those incidents closely.

Destruction caused by illegal palm wine harvesting 
Doum palms have their leaves cut off to tap palm wine,
they often die as a result

Charcoal bag confiscated



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