Taking to the skies at dawn I was confident I’d find the wild dog pups in the hills. They just have to be there.
I scoured the hills to and fro checking out every little foot of country but came up empty. Nothing, nothing, nothing!
Back on the ground several hours later I heard on the radio the adults were at Nhoro pan which is some ways from the hills. It’s likely they were resting up there after an unsuccessful hunt and will probably hunt in the evening again before going back to the pups. When I got up there the adults had already moved off. I checked out all the other water sources in the area and then all old den sites. They sure don’t want to be found.
My frustration levels are now peaking well into the red. I’m just not getting anything done with all my time searching for the dogs. But I have to find them. We HAVE to inoculate them or else we will very likely lose the whole pack again to Rabies. So my search goes on.
Hwata pan was active as usual with elephant bulls hanging around, not happy that they have to drink muddy water. But they did.
This well tusked dude got a little uppity when I crouched low to take his picture.