It’s natural they would prefer Thrace, the land of Orpheus who played his lyre, singing the praises of Dionysos and taming the wild beasts. At the delta of the Evros and Nestos rivers, in the forests of Dadia and Rhodope, there are refuges for some of the rarest birds of prey in Europe, eagles and falcons, but where pelicans and flamingos, woodpeckers and herons also find sanctuary.

Hunted in other regions of the world, the birds, which always brought to man messages from the gods, chose Thrace. With its majestic mountains, its age-old gods whose sanctuary still stands on Samothrace, and its dark, unexplored forests, Thrace seems divine, filled with mystery and surprises, with forgotten Byzantine monasteries and ancient theatres along with friendly villages and exquisite rivers.

There, free, protected by Greek laws and international treaties, the birds may live as they did thousands of years ago, amongst gods and men. Surely, it was no mistake to select Thrace as one of their last real sanctuaries.