African wildlife adventures live from the bush
This looks like a rather jovial scene acting out some dance. But the image on the right looks almost as if it’s been engraved in the rock. I think what has actually happened is the weathering and seepage of chemicals from the rock have reacted with the ‘paint’ and turned it this white colour.
Interesting too that the person is drawn with long hair, pointed nose and big eye. Maybe more of those trance impressions.
28th March 2000
The evening started off fine when we were able to spend a few moments with the White Cloth female leopard but as she headed across country we got stuck in our pursuit of her.
We were told to expect more rain yesterday and when none came it was another chance to blame the weather man, but short lived it was. Soon after dark the rain arrived, first as a storm and then the continuous drizzle. It let up for a while and then down again. (Under our covers we were able to show you a re-run of Tjololo’s buffalo kill from the 25th). We tried to sit it out but by midnight it was still raining heavily and finding the Maxipiri already flowing strongly we had to make a dash for camp, a good hour and a half away. It was a race against time as all the streams we crossed were already flowing strongly. Back at camp the Sand river is still rising rapidly.
This rain is more typical of our weather, but because the ground is already so waterlogged, any rain means serious runoff and flooding. But at least now our first cold front has arrived, not very cold, but it will hopefully mean less thunderstorms and a drying out.
It was great to get out again this afternoon and as usual things are changing all the time with surprises around every corner. Some good, some bad, some pretty, some drab, some happy and some sad.
The buffalo herd were chilling out in Chekwa pan but unfortunately moved on when I arrived.
It was already nearly sunset and cooling off, so probably time that they would have been moving anyway.
The Quelea were flocking as usual to the water in their hundreds of thousands. And I think just the noise of all these birds flying in and out is keeping other game species away from the water hole. It was common to see rhino coming in at dusk to drink here but nothing the last few days that I’ve been there.
Sadly on Banyini, lying near the water, I found an adult male wild dog that had died of what looked like natural causes. I didn’t recognise the dog, but then it’s been dead for a couple of days and the markings aren’t clear anymore. I suspect it’s a male from the Hunyugwe pack, as I had seen them in the area a couple of days ago.
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