Monthly Archive for November, 2006

Elephant calf takes the plunge: Video

Chipfongwe (Chip) our little elephant calf goes for the big plunge at Lojaan dam.

Muddy mania

Chipfongwe is a Shangaan word meaning Leader. It is also sometimes used when someone is bullying somebody and you say to them “stop being a chipfongwe”.

Chip’s mother’s name is Mandlovu. This means queen of the elephants.

Muddy buddy
The elephants are still soldiering on stripping bark off any tree or shrub that might provide them with some sustanance. Although we’ve had some rain, it is still very dry and not many trees have flushed and no grass. The elephants hip bones and spine have become quite prominent as their bodies cope with the very end of the dry season.

Although predictions are not good for rains right now, they are expected to pick up substantially in Feb, March.

Mandlovu is under a lot of stress having to feed Chip and his older sister who just refuses to be weaned.

Framed

The wild dogs on the other hand are in great shape with yet another kill this morning. The impala sure are taking a hammering and soon with many lambs around the pups will probably get their first real lessons in hunting and killing.

Single file

At Manyuchi this well muscled and well fed hyaena had lots of time to chill out in the waterhole. Like the other predators this is a good time of year for them too.

Frown

Wild Dogs do it again: Video

The change in the weather has been most welcome. Soon after midday storms scattered the horizons with some big stuff falling right in the south. Up here in the north although it did look threatening we just had a few sprinklings. Not enough to call rain, but enough to keep temperatures moderate and comfortable.

Stormy horizons

When I found the wild dogs this afternoon it didn’t look like they had fed this morning. Although if they killed just one impala, feeding 21 mouths wouldn’t have much impact on those stomachs.

Stormy Baobab

And even when they headed off hunting there didn’t seem much enthusiasm.

On the move

I was filming the adults on the move when I heard the pups yapping at something. I could just see the pups through the bush but not what had caught their interest. Only once they had moved off, did I discover this very innocent tortoise minding his own business. And little did he realise what anxiety he’d caused these large African predators.

Safely home

Successful on the hunt again after a short chase, only about 400m, another pregnant impala succumbed to the packs highly skilled hunting techniques. These impala are so close to term now and we’ve already seen a couple of lambs at foot.

Malilangwe dam 11-16

Then last night on my way back to camp in the dark I hit it really lucky. Not far from Kwali camp I found a female leopard and her female cub (about 8 months old) and was able to follow them on the prowl. Such beauty and so sleek. Unfortunately I lost them heading into a donga/ravine some 20 minutes later.

Then in the hills a lone African Civet was visiting his civetry marking his territory.

And further up in the hills a pair of Porcupines were ambling among the rocks seeking out any tasty bark to feed on.

Wild Dogs at waterworld: Video

The hunters supreme were at it again.

Still well fed from yesterdays 3 impala, didn’t stop the wild dogs hunting again this morning, although they didn’t use the last quater of the moon to head out with early.

Another kill

Hunting around sunrise they surprised a herd of impala in the raisin bush thickets. The dogs being somewhat shorter than the impala are at a great advantage in here as they can speed ahead through the undergrowth where the taller impala are getting hooked up. The chase didn’t last long and 2 pregnant impala were killed. The dogs couldn’t even finish both carcasses and headed off to take time out at Matsanga pan. That was them down for the rest of the day.

Sash chilling

I went to look for our little elephant calf and his herd without success but found another breeding herd at the top end of Malilangwe dam feeding on the cyprus growing up there.

Plaything

I was planning to follow up on the barbel in their dire straits attempting their last few struggles in Chiloveka dam when relief arrived in the form of 30mm of rain. I wasn’t even able to get to the dam to see as the roads down there are on heavy black cotton soils that are treacherous after any rain. (it was only last week I told one of the game scouts that the barbel would soon all die down there and that this week Tuesday or Wednesday would be it, but he assured me that it never dried up totally down there. I was sure this year was going to be the first. Amazingly the rains only fell in that small area.)

11/15 Sunset

Wild dogs back killing: Video

The dogs are back!

On the move
Our whole pack was there. All 21 of them. And so cool to see all the pups so well and growing into real wild dogs. Floppy still has his floppy ear, Split’s ear is very distinct and Half-Split has a nick in his ear. Luckily BB’s pups have all these ear markings because there body patterns are just blacks and browns and they really aren’t very easy to distinguish apart.

Floppy

I was with the dogs at dawn hunting near the Chiredzi river. They looked a formidable team all 21 of them on patrol. And all looking so casual, when suddenly they were off, all of them. Impala were in their sights and even BB’s pups had already learnt where their next meal was coming from and were hot on the heels of the fleeing antelope. But the pups didn’t last and were soon milling around not knowing where the action had gone. Some adults had taken off to the north and some to the south. Waiting with the pups we were suddenly surprised by an impala high tailing it towards us with a couple of adults snapping at its flank. They disappeared to the north with the pups now too in hot pursuit.

Moving in

Then death cries close by. But this was another impala. BB and One-eye had killed a pregnant impala. When I got there the foetus was lying to one side while the dogs fed. It was alive and breathing. (the impala are due to drop their lambs any day now). One-eye came over and started feeding on the foetus and I was amazed to hear the poor little guy bleat its first and last cry. It’s tough to watch this stuff, but then the dogs have to live too, and they too have pups to feed. No different to any lion, leopard or cheetah. Death in the bush is hard but it is a reality. (I wasn’t going to mention all of this, but then I thought ‘why hide all this reality’. Too often we hide this in our films and people don’t get to know what really goes on out there. We try to tame down the reality which I feel is very wrong. So forgive me for writing this but this is what is going on out here and no animal can be judged to be worse than another. They all have the right to live. Well maybe not ticks and mosquitoes!)

Success

With BB and One-eye feeding I could hear other dogs hassling a hyaena to the north, so the dogs must have killed there too. And then 4 adults came from the south with their faces covered in blood. A very productive day for the dogs with 3 kills.

Playtime

Then lions called not far to the south west. The dogs took notice, finished feeding and headed north east to spend the rest of the day resting up at Sosigi hill.

Pile of dogs

Elephant calf discovers his trunk: Video

The elephant are sure moving far and wide at the moment.

Touching

They are hard pressed to get a good diet with the bush being so very dry now and only a few trees having sprouted, and there’s no grass. The herd had moved all the way to the north east where we had the most rain the other day, but looking at the place today there was no sign of any of it. Right now they’re feeding on whatever bark they can strip from trees and roots they can dig up, but that’s about.

Radiator

Thunderstorms were forecast for today, but alas they didn’t happen. There is forecast for rain again tomorrow, so we hold thumbs. At least it is somewhat cooler.

Challenging

This buffalo bull is in good shape as he’s been taking advantage of the green flush that’s coming up around Malilangwe dam. He was quite happy to have me around, but was concerned that there might be something in the bush. Nothing was forthcoming while I was there.

Hey dude!

Elephant calf journeys on: Video

I was strangely excited to see piles of elephant tracks crossing east over the Chiredzi river at Rays drift. They’re back.

Well they are, but where. I expected them to be elsewhere on the river but their tracks headed east and east and east. Just as I got to Chekwa pan a small herd of elephant came running in. They hardly stopped to drink and were off again east.

On the run

I waited expecting others to come, but not so. Following on I picked up the herds near Chimbye. They really like this area of Albizia woodland. From the research done by Bruce Clegg at Malilangwe, he’s been found that this is the area most frequented by the cow herds.

Affection

Although the herds had arrived here early, they still spent the whole day here moving about half a kilometer at most. But for the heat of the day they were rested up in the little shade there was.

Mid afternoon we headed east. I could see their whole strategy laid out before me. Bandama pan was only 2 kms to the east and they were directly on course. I was keen to rush ahead to the pan to get them arriving there. But luckily that eagerness was outweighed with ‘a bird in the hand is better than 2 in the bush’, as so often is the case. These guys are so unpredictable. ‘Cos suddenly the herds swung due north when not even a km from Bandama. Why? I wish I knew. And I’m not so sure many of them know either.

Taking up the rear

Their course did take them straight to Lesilililije waterhole. This time I did get ahead of them and running up the rocks got setup right next the waterhole. The wind was in my favour. All was on track. AND it was our little herd that got there first. They weren’t taking up the rear any more.

What an experience sitting on those rocks, 5m away from the elephant having their bathing frenzy. With my eye to the camera, shooting with my wide angle lens, I didn’t realise how close one of the cows had got to me, that when I looked up it startled her. Luckily her escape route was not up the rocks.

With them heading into the hills at sunset I was again treated to a Quelea spectacle at Banyini pan.

Sunset frenzy