Daily Archives: July 11, 2007

Elephants brave the savanna: Video

Over the next 3 days (before the girls head back to school) we are filming my daughters and me to get additional footage needed for the Series we are doing for Animal Planet.

Rambling
Today’s mission was to find Khayeni and get the girls to get to know her and to see how different she is to other leopards we have followed in South Africa.
Well Khayeni didn’t quite perform according to the script. Well actually not at all! We just didn’t get to see her by 9pm by which time the girls had fallen asleep in the back of the vehicle.
While waiting for her to venture out the thick bush we were entertained by a couple of young hyaenas. They are always just so curious to see what this thing is in their territory. The girls were of course excited to see them and liken them to Scratchy and Nibbles from my “Hyaena Queen” film.

Sniff
In the morning we were in search of Whisky. The girls were desperate to see him and so was I. We searched from all the normal vantage points but had no joy in picking up any signal of his. We also haven’t heard him calling now for a couple of weeks. Could this mean he has found a mate? Or is he travelling far and wide still looking for one?

Chekwa bar
I later took the girls to see the new den site where the Alpha female had been digging days before her death. This was also the site where One-eye died. It was all very sad and the girls were full of questions.
They both decided then they also wanted to be cremated. They didn’t like the idea of being eaten by worms and things if they were buried!

Tjololo 10th July 2000

The Tjololo Diaries

10th July 2000
Tjololo’s foot looks well again and must be fine as after we’d left him in the morning right in the south of his territory, we found him around sunset already in the very north. It was a long daytime walk for him and not surprisingly he spent the first part of the night sleeping.


Around midnight traversing the northern end of his territory around the Kapen river, he was very busily demarcating his patch, and hunting whenever the opportunity arose, but without success.
After another 7 or 8 hours on the move he’d passed out again at dawn.