PhotoTechno Reflections - Antelope, birds .... and baboon raid!
Remember the river next to our camp ? These
Hippo (Hippopotamus amphibius) decided to regale us with a little
wheeze-honking early last night before they began their nocturnal meandering.
Fortunately they didn't visit our camp but chose another route. They
are the noisiest animals in the bush, and if you don't know what it is,
it can be a pretty frightening sound.
This Saddle-billed Stalk (Ephippiorhynchus senegalensis) tried to
hide behind this termite hill, but I think forgot about his gaudy colour
scheme, making him visible for miles.
Our old friend, 'Bill' the Red-billed Hornbill (Tockus erythrorhynchus)
was the most common visitor to the campsite throughout the day, and were
remarkably 'tame', coming to within 10 feet of us on many an occasion.
Sadly we didn't see any big Gnu or Wildebeest (Connochaetes taurinus)
herds. In fact, besides the occasional lone one, the biggest group
we even saw was about 12. The veterinary fences in Botswana have
wrecked havoc with the migratory herds, killing many thousands. It
may have helped limit foot and mouth and other bovine diseases, but it
certainly cut right across migratory paths of many millennia.
This solitary Bushbuck doe (Tragelaphus scriptus) was being true
to her nature, as Bushbuck seldom seek out the company of others. They
are edge of forest animals and fairly shy. Remarkably good swimmers
and jumpers but often freeze when disturbed to avoid detection, rather
than fleeing.
The Red Lechwe (Kobus leche) is closely related to the Waterbuck
and is easily habituated to humans. It is often found in close association
with game lodges, as is gaining protection from predators that are more
wary of humans. This male who was contentedly munching away was a
long way from any civilization though.
Somehow Ross, my oldest, drew the short straw for clean-up when we arrived
back at the camp site. We had made the mistake of doing a game spotting
drive today in one vehicle, opting to leave the other behind, tents all
pitched. The baboons had made a surprise raid, and although all the
zips were secured, and food boxes packed away, they had vented their spleen,
and other odious substances all over the two tents. I'm really glad
we had chosen to drive our vehicle, leaving our tents un-anointed!
I thought we would get to travel on Mokoros today, but that will have to
wait until tomorrow, for now we will spend another night at 3rd Bridge.