I only managed to catch up to the dogs when they were chilling out at the pan on the old airstrip. All already well fed of course. Actually I think they’ve been hunting at night, as the moon is still at large. Well large enough.
It was then on the elephants trail but I had no success there. I think they might have moved right down to the southern end of the reserve where at this time of year they apparently spend time on the good grazing. The bulls hang out there much more than the cow herds, as they tend to be more grazers and the cows tend to be more browsers. Although both will browse and graze.
I took the girls out with me again in the afternoon to the wild dogs. And what a wonderful life it is for them but they do get bored and grumpy. This afternoon was one of those while we waited for the dogs to wake from their days sleep. They were both fighting and trying to kill each other, which didn’t make for pleasant times. But at least they are just being real kids.
Once the dogs were on the move excitement set in as we raced after them on the hunt. Bashing through the bush, a lot more open than yesterday, they were cowering on the back but loving it. The dogs raced north until they came up against the fence. This time without any impala.
We left them resting there in the last light of day.
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