Daily Archive for June 14th, 2007

Hippo’s lick blood?: Video

The lions were calling in the valley below camp at dawn.

Striding Bull
There was no sign of them at Malilangwe dam, but the hippo were on their way out to bask in the sun. Which they always do, but with me around they just don’t do it.

Hippo pod
Today I was able to sneak up behind a grass thicket and shoot through it without them knowing about my presence.
But as soon as they became aware of me while photographing them they made a dash for it. Dash to safety?!

Dash
The dam was as usual alive with other much other activity, crocs, impala, waterbuck and especially birds. As it dries up now more and more waterfowl congregate on the dam.

Gyppos
Searching around midday I found the elephant herds still in the hills around Lojaan. They were just their casual selves today and still so wonderfully accepting of my presence.

Stripper
I left them in the hills and then ploughed deep into an antbear hole with wheels spinning. Only way out was digging and jacking. No big deal, but just as I started digging I looked up and peering over a bush not too far away, was the one and only, Brutus giving me the eyeball. There weren’t any other elephant around. Had he been following me?

Stuck
He carried on feeding and left me to dig myself out. And once out there was no further sign of him.

Hlamba Mlonga No.5

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Why did they paint these kudu at this angle? And why didn’t they paint on the smooth surface below?

Was the artist using the texture in the rock as part of his drawing?

Hlamba Mlonga 5

Tjololo 13th June 2000

The Tjololo Diaries

13th June 2000
Another long night with Tjololo as he patrolled on south with failed hunting attempts on impala, duiker and kudu. Although he was, what we thought, within pouncing range of an adult female kudu he didn’t go in. Was he a little concerned she was a bit big for him? (Only several months ago a female leopard was seen to kill an adult kudu cow).


Right in the south of his territory a lioness surprised him. No problem as he scampered up a tree out of harms way. She was persistent thinking him to have a kill, searching the area. Then to our surprise, and even more to Tjololo’s surprise, she suddenly took to the tree. Tjololo had nowhere to go and ended up baling out from the upper branches disappearing unharmed.
At dawn he was at Rocky crossing continuing west along the Sand river.