Monthly Archive for November, 2006

Wild Dogs - Discipline in the ranks: Video

We’ve had plenty more rain the last couple of days but the barbel/catfish at Chiloveka dam are still mud bound.

Elegant lady
All the rain has fallen in the north, and lots of it. But right down in the south it’s still very dry although some rains have fallen but of no consequence. The barbel are now even more concentrated as their patch of mud is now nothing more than just that. Packed like sardines in a can in this thick mud it’s a miracle how they do survive. Apparently they can survive like this for a long time so long as the mud stay moist. These fish have the ability to breath in air directly and they have been known to ‘walk’ across land to other water if not too far away. But at Chiloveka the barbel don’t have an option but to sit it out and hope to be saved by the rains.

Muddy mania
Trying to get in close to the barbel I suddenly broke through the crust and was right up to my knees in mud. There was no easy way out and I can see how animals get solidly stuck when they panic and rapid movement settles them deeper into the mud. Lying on my stomach I slowly inched my way out of there and was happy not to find myself in the same predicament as the barbel.
The dogs were off to a late start this morning heading west from Manyuchi. I was chasing after them through the dense raisin bush country until they pulled down this adult male impala. And again the pups demanded first pickings even though they were so well fed already and many of the adults weren’t.

Eyeballing
They all suddenly stopped feeding to listen to lions calling in the east. No doubt this made up their minds to head west once they’d finished up at the kill.
I left them resting up at a pan in the mopanie, being sure to find these over fed dogs still lying around there in the late afternoon.

Time out
Wrong! When I got back there they’d moved a long way west. Were they still concerned about the presence of lions in the east?
With the big rains in the north, travelling with the dogs is getting rather sticky and tricky and I could just be spending my days deep in mud.
Sunset 11-23

Wild dog and hyaena drama: Video

The dogs and hyaenas are such classic ‘not really good friends’.

The wild dogs were on the move early. After a couple of hour they hadn’t travelled very far, having only given a few giraffe the once over before moving on.

Tall dude

It was then amazing to see first the alpha female, and then the rest of the pack, go into stalk mode and advance on the hyaena den. They had no reason to go there and could easily have bypassed but they were looking for some fun. And that they got!

Jaws

After their confrontation with the hyaenas the dogs moved on and I stayed to get a few photos of the hyaenas.

Reflection?

I hadn’t been gone 10minutes when I picked the dogs up again at Manyuchi pan with 2 impala kills. Again pregnant females were the victims.

Little trophy

This kept the dogs active into the warmer hours of the morning and the pups who had now lost their fear for water took the plunge in the mud at Manyuchi to cool off. The pack spent the rest of the day here.

Mud fun

Hyaenas love water: Video


My good friends the hyaenas were entertaining as usual.

It took me many hours to find the elephants this morning. Mandlovu had moved right up into the north into some of the thickest bush on the reserve. After bashing around after them for several hours I eventually came out on a track. Finding a suitable mopanie tree with good shade I took a break waiting for them to reach the road.

Mopanie feast

Lying on my camera box with feet on the dashboard, things were pretty good. Shortly my peace was interrupted. Mama-notch, a big elephant cow with a notch in her right tusk, sidled up to my tree and proceeded to strip leaves from it. As innocent as I was lying there, she innocently fed without concern as to my presence. Having stripped what she could she moved on.

Feet?

Chipfongwe was also having a day of leisure until his sister pushed him aside. She wanted to get to the wet cool soil that he was lying on. Lethargic as he was, he just rolled over and passed out again.

Move over

Not having any joy with the elephants in this rough country and with little chance of them moving out (they had water all around them with pans full from the rains the other day), I moved out.

Split

I picked up on the wild dogs sleeping close to Sosigi dam. They all looked really well fed and didn’t budge until just before sunset. They all awoke with mass excitement and greeted each other as they do. I always find it amazing how they can get so excited to see each other, even though they’ve all been lying together and have already greeted each other several times that day. It all helps to reinforce those very strong social bonds.

Interesting?

The pack headed out hunting at sunset but not with much enthusiasm and we abandoned them once it got dark. This was when we picked up on the hyaenas in Manyuchi pan.

Rolling

Elephant Calf finds playmate: Video

A soft drizzle set in all morning making working in the field really miserable but by midday it had lifted and by sunset it had almost cleared.

And that of course meant ideal conditions for flying ants. They came out in clouds. Yes I mean clouds. I drove for about 3kms on the Orphan road in a cloud of flying ants. I’ve never seen such an incredible eruption. No doubt the frogs, geckos, mice, owls, nightjars, dikkops and many others will be having a massive feast tonight. Not to mention the locals who will be collecting them in bucket loads to eat.

Nuptial flight

I had a rought time following Mandlovu and her herd as the bush has thickened almost over night as all the trees have flushed in new leaf. Suddenly our brown drab landscape has come alive.

Debarking

And Chipfongwe has come alive too. With more elephants around he is now finding himself a few playmates. It’s just so cute to see him trying out his different ways of wanting to play.

Twister

But the herd were in a strange mood today. It seemed as if something must have disturbed them earlier ‘cos as I approached they all stood tall giving me that stern look with heads held high and tusks to the sky. All rather threatening. Then they took off. I followed slowly and when I caught up to them they were fine for the rest of the day.

Close up

At sunset they all grouped together and headed west with a purpose. I followed. They picked up speed and were shortly all running west. Then the herd split into 3 groups still running. I followed Mandlovu and her herd. Only after about 3kms did they settle down and start walking. Then suddenly all motionless they listened. I could hear elephants rumbling further to the west. Mandlovu followed up. As it got dark I had to abandon them, so who knows where they were heading with such eagerness.

Striding

Wild Dog pups rule: Video

The rains were a washout last night totally restricting my movements, especially in the morning.

Velvet Mite
On the Chiredzi river to the north of the reserve, 180mm (7 inches) of rain fell, almost causing a vehicle to be swept away in the small donga/gully that was hit by a flashflood. And yet other areas of the reserve only recorded 5 mm (3/16inch).
The roads were all a greasy mess and it was only after midday, after the sun had been hard at work that some normality returned allowing me access to some parts of the reserve.

Peek-a-boo
I didn’t get up to the northeast to check on Chipfongwe but was lucky enough to find the wild dogs still in fairly close proximity to where I’d left them yesterday. They were lying up in the hills just to the north of Nyari pan.
And a lethargic bunch they were too. The tried to get active before sunset and ended up resting again a little further north with the pups taking the time to get into play mode.

Puppy play
I was lying on my tummy taking photos when they decided I was far more interesting than their play. As they approached I rolled this stone gently towards them to test their reaction. They jumped back but their curiosity soon got the better of them and they just had to investigate.

Suspect Stone
As the sun set they moved on north with very little purpose. I lost them in rough terrain and cruising slowly round to the main road I was suddenly stormed down on by a fleeing impala and a pair of dogs. As she hit the dip in the road the dogs had her down and immediately the rest of the adults were there tearing away at what could just as well have been a rag. She was dead in seconds. Although gruesome, it was far quicker than I’ve seen any leopard, lion or cheetah kill.

Kim and Dogs
With bellies full I left them dogs and retired back to base. My headlights now became the dream targets for millions of insects that had now emerged with the rains. And the bombardment continued back at base where I was wishing my computer had a black screen.
Mom

Wild Dogs in Overdrive: Video

So many great things today.

The wild dogs had me on the move by 4:15 am. But it was a casual patrol. They really didn’t have the enthusiasm to do much and ambled down the Binya road heading south. Eventually they got into mode and headed east across country. But the country was empty. No prey to be seen. They did cross paths with zebra and wildebeest but these were too big and scary to handle.
Then impala made an appearance way up in the distance. But the dogs had already been seen and the impala scattered. The dogs not wanting to be hard done by gave chase, and impressive it was! But the head start the impala had was just too much for them.

Some adults came cruising back west and disappeared in the distance. The alpha male and female, having lost the other hunters took time out with the pups. All lay waiting and listening knowing the others would be successful sometime. And indeed they were. But by the time the loafers got to the female bushbuck kill it was all but gone. The dogs had killed right at Nyari pan and while the adults chilled out in the water they left the pups to chew away on the carcass remains.

Tugging scraps

This dragged on and I left to pick up on Chipfongwe. He was with his family and most of the breeding herd right up in the very northeast of the property in the Manyoka area. They were taking it easy in the shade provided by the new leafed Brachystegias. The soft cool sand in the shade of the trees had the herd continuously dusting themselves. Chipfongwe, still not having mastered the use of that floppy trunk of his, would jump into any hole left by mom as she dug into the cooler sand below.

Team Dream

The herd were here for hours. I took the time to chill out too under my own shady Brachystegia, lying on the most comfortable spot, on the camera boxes.

Happy?

Mandlovu was wandering with her herd feeding on the new leaf and then when it was time to cool down again she brought the herd into the shade of MY tree. There was plenty of other shade around but she was quite happy to come into my shade and throw sand all over me. Chipfongwe was loving it. Only feet away from my vehicle, too close to film, he was bury himself in the hole that mum was digging. It was just so awesome to have them right up close and personal, although the sand bath I got was getting a bit much.

Sprinkles

I later left the elephants to get back the wild dogs for the afternoon hunt, but was caught on the way by a rain storm. Up went the covers and I sat it out.

Pin Cushion

When all had cleared the dogs were already on the hunt on Banyini. There was a wildebeest bull I’ve been watching for the last few weeks who has some injury to his hindquarters and has loss considerable condition and lost much use in his back legs. The dogs soon singled him out and surrounded him. Easy target. Now it was just a matter of team work, keep his head occupied while the others went in for the softer groin area.

The dogs were initially keen but any slight advance the bull made had them scattering. The pups weren’t of course any good. They watched from a distance. Eventually the adults threw in the towel and headed on south to Banyini pan. And that’s where the big party took place.
Wow!!!! Was that just awesome to see them going wild in the water. It is at times like this that I sometimes wish I could just leave the camera in the box and just enjoy the scene. But then I also get a huge kick out of capturing all these amazing images.

With the dogs disappearing into some thick Mopanie scrub I retreated back to camp as more rains came threatening. And it poured. Last night was the real beginnings of our rainy season. The rain came down in torrents and just kept coming.

Dancing trunk