The rain that had been falling for two days straight continued into Saturday, and by Saturday morning the guests had realised that staying in a nice warm bed was preferable to get soaked in the bush, so they all spoilt themselves by staying in camp for the morning, and we did not conduct any game drives.
The rain eventually relented its ceaseless pitter-pattering around 11am, and some of the guests decided to go out for a midday drive while the weather was better. Despite the fact that the rain had stopped, the bush was still soaked, and that limited any off road driving for the afternoon. Kuhanya female leopard still had her impala kill west of Klipdrift crossing, but when we drove past, she was not at the carcass, so we carried on with the drive. It was extremely quiet on the drive, even the impala were scarce, but maybe that had something to do with the fact that they were all dropping dead! During the course of the afternoon, no fewer than six impalas were found dead or dying throughout the reserve for no apparent reason. The cause must be closely tied in with the unseasonably cold weather, along with three days of soaking rains that put extra pressure on the survival abilities of the older and weaker individual impalas. Most of the dead impalas were females, probably under added strain of their almost completed pregnancies, but even the male impalas were dying. The long dry winter might have contributed to weakening some of the impala population to a small degree, and this cold spell before the fresh nutritious grass arrived to replenish their strength, might have just been too much for some; the predators and scavengers are going to be only too delighted though (hopefully the struggling Sohebele sub adult lions can find a few of these dead impalas)!
The afternoon remained reasonably quiet due to the lack of vehicles out, and the cold weather, but it was an absolute delight to drive around and see water everywhere around the reserve! Almost all of the small drainage lines that normally go unnoticed had water running in them, and these slowly fed to the bigger tributaries of the Nhlarulumi riverbed, which in turn started flowing late on Saturday afternoon. The main tributaries in the north of the Timbavati are the Nyosi River, which was flowing gently into the thirsty sands of the Nhlarulumi, and the Machaton River. I had gone past Entrance dam and went to cross the dry Machaton riverbed, only to find its 10m breadth gushing with water! I crossed over the stream to Back 9’s and carried on along the riverbeds course towards the large Sycamore fig tree growing in the middle of the riverbed a few hundred meters from the crossing, and found a herd of giraffes feeding in the area. I then suddenly noticed something odd; the Machaton riverbed on my left hand side was bone-dry! Four hundred meters upstream, it was flowing bank-to-bank, but here it was dry? I waited for a few minutes for the water, but it never arrived, so I left the area very puzzled! I can only assume that I had crossed the riverbed seconds after the river had come flooding down, and that the thirsty sands were drinking the water as fast as it was coming in.
The rain eventually relented its ceaseless pitter-pattering around 11am, and some of the guests decided to go out for a midday drive while the weather was better. Despite the fact that the rain had stopped, the bush was still soaked, and that limited any off road driving for the afternoon. Kuhanya female leopard still had her impala kill west of Klipdrift crossing, but when we drove past, she was not at the carcass, so we carried on with the drive. It was extremely quiet on the drive, even the impala were scarce, but maybe that had something to do with the fact that they were all dropping dead! During the course of the afternoon, no fewer than six impalas were found dead or dying throughout the reserve for no apparent reason. The cause must be closely tied in with the unseasonably cold weather, along with three days of soaking rains that put extra pressure on the survival abilities of the older and weaker individual impalas. Most of the dead impalas were females, probably under added strain of their almost completed pregnancies, but even the male impalas were dying. The long dry winter might have contributed to weakening some of the impala population to a small degree, and this cold spell before the fresh nutritious grass arrived to replenish their strength, might have just been too much for some; the predators and scavengers are going to be only too delighted though (hopefully the struggling Sohebele sub adult lions can find a few of these dead impalas)!
The afternoon remained reasonably quiet due to the lack of vehicles out, and the cold weather, but it was an absolute delight to drive around and see water everywhere around the reserve! Almost all of the small drainage lines that normally go unnoticed had water running in them, and these slowly fed to the bigger tributaries of the Nhlarulumi riverbed, which in turn started flowing late on Saturday afternoon. The main tributaries in the north of the Timbavati are the Nyosi River, which was flowing gently into the thirsty sands of the Nhlarulumi, and the Machaton River. I had gone past Entrance dam and went to cross the dry Machaton riverbed, only to find its 10m breadth gushing with water! I crossed over the stream to Back 9’s and carried on along the riverbeds course towards the large Sycamore fig tree growing in the middle of the riverbed a few hundred meters from the crossing, and found a herd of giraffes feeding in the area. I then suddenly noticed something odd; the Machaton riverbed on my left hand side was bone-dry! Four hundred meters upstream, it was flowing bank-to-bank, but here it was dry? I waited for a few minutes for the water, but it never arrived, so I left the area very puzzled! I can only assume that I had crossed the riverbed seconds after the river had come flooding down, and that the thirsty sands were drinking the water as fast as it was coming in.
The tortoises and their aquatic cousins, the terrapins, were revelling the rain, and showed themselves along the roads, making the most of the abundance of water while it lasts. There were a few more giraffe and kudus around, as well as some relaxed baby impalas that had already found their feet. A female rhino and her sub-adult calf were found east of Lily Pan, but as their was no off-road driving, the only way to view them was to walk in on foot, so Andrew headed over to view them, and I decided to pass, and slowly headed back to camp before the next bout of rain arrived; it was clearly visible on the horizon.
I headed south, hoping to find some leopards, but didn’t have much luck in general. There were a few impala, a distant herd of elephant near the hyena den (which I triple checked to make sure they were gone for good, and they definitely have left the den), and a family of giraffes. While watching the giraffes, I heard a leopard calling in the direction of Makulu dam, but had no luck in finding any tracks (Giyani later found tracks for a male leopard near Tamboti pan, presumably the same individual I heard calling).
We found some tracks for Nkateko leopardess, but the ground was so hard after the rain that we could hardly see the tracks on the road, and picking up anything off the road was all but impossible; tracks for two rhinos a bit further down the road proved easier to track, and we followed them to Elephant dam where we stopped for a coffee with a male giraffe and some impala. After coffee we were going to carry on tracking the rhinos, but heard that they had just been found next to the Timbavati Access Rd and they crossed into Klaserie, so we gave up.
I was going to go and view a small breeding herd of buffalo that had been for a drink at Nkombi pan when I was informed about a large tortoise near Makulu dam, and I was intrigued about the way that the guide who found it was going on about it on the radio; I was not far away, so I headed to the area. The one male impala that died yesterday had been dragged by something into the Nhlarulumi riverbed and was being fed on by the vultures; my tracker and I went to investigate, but found no signs of any predators in the area. So onwards to the tortoise, and it was worth the change of mind! It was the biggest leopard tortoise I have ever seen! Now I have always told guests that they can grow up to 40kg, but that is extremely rare, even in captivity. Most of the leopard tortoises we see probably weigh in at 2-3kg, and maybe 7-8kg at most. This individual must easily have been between 20—25kg! She was huge, and dwarfed the poor male tortoise that was trying to mount her. The shell was impressively large, with upward turning shields on the rear that have clearly come with a great age.
I did make a response to Kuhanya female leopard who was relocated with her kill in the same place as she had been for the last few days; and surprising as she has still not hoisted the kill up a tree, and clearly no hyenas have been past the area and found her meal! There was a large elephant bull feeding a few hundred meters away from the sighting, and Kuhanya herself was once again actively feeding on the carcass, even though it was now late in the morning, and starting to heat up.
Hi Chad.
ReplyDeleteHope all is going well. Really awesome to see all the the rain that the bush had. How is it looking at the moment? Is it starting to get greener?
Thanks and greetings bud.
Wynand van Wyk
Hi Chad,
ReplyDeleteGreat pictures as ever. Will you still be at Motswari when we come in February....1st & 2nd.
We hope so.
Take care,
Roger Brown