Monthly Archive for January, 2007

Impala in the Rain: Video

Tree Hyrax

Good rains fell today.

Sunset 01/26
I was out at dawn to catch up with the Mupanigawa pack and they didn’t look like they had fed last night. We headed south onto Banyini open area and still no sign of any impala.
The dogs followed up on a jackal calling to the west. But before they even got there a herd of impala caught their interest and the chase was on. But strangely some impala didn’t even run and the dogs ran straight past them standing about 20m away, as if they weren’t interested in anything if it wasn’t running away from them.
But the impala looked bewildered at all the goings on. Only then did I realise their dilemma. A lioness lay crouched close by and the dogs weren’t at any stage aware of her, but she was fully aware of them. (The jackal had probably been mobbing the lioness)
Luckily for the wild dogs the other impala took off north away from the lioness.
They eventually killed a subadult male impala in a deep ravine.

Hidden kill
A lone hyaena, judging by its behaviour, came wondering in. At this stage only BB’s pups were feeding and BB was waiting in the wings to feed on the left overs. Luckily for the hyaena he wasn’t sent packing and ambled slowly in looking for scraps. He didn’t even challenge them and only took over the carcass once they’d left.
The dogs moved on east into the hills where I couldn’t keep up with them.

Impala in the rain
Around midday the first storm arrived. Good solid rain. An hour later another and then another. The place is now well soaked.

Road reflections
North of Bandama I discovered the Quelea nesting in their tens of thousands. This is going to become quite a spectacle once the chicks hatch in a couple of weeks and the predatory birds move in. And reptiles too!

Quelea sunset

Chinzwini No.4

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Chinzwini 3A

What can this be? Looks like an Antbear. But the tail is too thick and the front legs should look similar to the back legs.

Chinzwini No.4

Maybe this was drawn in when they were in a trance and came up with this imaginery animal.

Tjololo 26th January 2000

The Tjololo Diaries

26th January 2000
We had to rush back to camp slowly.  Yes the rush because of all the rain we had in the morning and the possibility of the river flooding before we could cross. But had to go slowly because of the rain coming into the vehicle from the front if we drove too fast. We had 100mm (about 4 inches) in about an hour. So off road driving will be a no no for a while. Back to camp the rain continues. This is no thunderstorm, but a torrential ongoing downpour.


The one year old male cub who we presume is one of Tjololo’s offspring we have named “Shololowane” (small Tjololo). He was moseying around waiting to be summonds by his mother to a kill.


Tjellers killed a Korhaan and was chased by hyaenas up a tree. On a previous occasion several years ago we had Tjellers kill a Korhaan and then abandoned it, whereas last night she plucked and ate the whole bird.

Wild Dogs Big Ear Day: Video

What got into the elephants?
I was following the elephants calmly through the mopanie woodland. They were great feeding all around the vehicle as usual.

Marching in
Then they treated me to the most amazing display as about 80 elephants came out the woodland as one big mass to drink at the pan on the south east corner of Banyini. What a stunning site. So many elephants all marching towards me to drink.

Banyini drinking party

But as thirsty as they seemed in their haste to get to the water, they were off again. They kept on moving south west into the mopanie and then suddenly they seemed to panic. Or was it Stompie chasing the females around? Whatever it was, the herd were stampeding through the woodland in a cloud of dust.

Bull buddies

I couldn’t keep up with them in the bush and rushed around to Chekwa pan arriving there just before them. Arriving en masse they were still trumpeting and agitated but then settled in for a longer drink before continuing on their journey south west to some unknown destination.

Chekwa drinking party
I picked up on the wild dogs later, our Mupanigawa pack, resting up at Nyari pan. They finished off their afternoon greeting ceremony with a number of dogs licking each other’s ears. I’ve seen them doing this before but today most of them seemed to be doing it.

Chilling OUT
All this contact with each other helps maintain social bonding in the pack but the ear licking must help reduce external parasites too.

Heading OUT
The dogs were on the hunt again at dusk but had little luck even finding any impala before dark. The grass in some of these areas is taller than the dogs, which must really hamper their hunting ability.

Chinzwini No.3

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Chinzwini southern face

We have now moved around the wall from the hunters to the animals in the middle section.

Some interesting animals here which I’ll put up separately.
Chinzwini 3A

I’m not sure what the whole composition is about, although to my untrained eye it just seems like a bunch of animals put together. Unfortunately the white wash has obscured some images which obviously make up part of the scene.

Chinzwini 3B

This must surely be a kudu cow. So finely painted. Amazing! And possibly someone standing next to it that has been washed out.

I actually see a lot more detail in the images in these photos once I’ve played with the contrast, than what I’m actually seeing live.

Tjololo 25th January 2000

The Tjololo Diaries

25th January 2000
Well Tjololo is a happy camper having fed well but the filming situation hasn’t progressed any further. This is becoming quite a ‘dry’ spell. No time to panic. It always happens and then suddenly, hopefully, it picks up again.
Filming Tjololo hunting at this time of year proves very difficult with visibility being reduced by the very long grass and dense bush. Winter months are always easier, but it’s still worth slogging away at it now as one never knows when we’ll get lucky.


Tjololo killed early and spent the night with his young impala kill.
On the prowl for more action we picked up 3 young male lions hunting, but without success and we lost them in an impenetrable donga system.