An early morning, of course, and a long drive, further afield in the park, to see the crested francolin.
First, the usual waterfowl. A goliath heron
Its smaller cousin, the black-headed heron
And the small squacco heron
An elegant male eland
a southern grey-headed sparrow
A partially obscured trumpeter hornbill
More common elands, male and female
White-crested helmetshrikes, with those weird eyes.
Our old pal, the southern red-billed hornbill
A black-backed puffback
Wire-tailed swallow. You can just about see the tail.
A beautiful lilac-breasted roller
A savannah hare.
We saw a flock of crested francolins, by the road south of the airstrip, in heavy brush, but they were never out in the open. But we did see a common dwarf mongoose, which lives in a hollow log.
A redheaded weaver, not in breeding plumage, and therefore without the red head
A swallow-tailed bee-eater.
Overhead, a battler
Blacksmith lapwings are common in this park
Our old friend the glossy ibis
An Egyptian goose
And a menagerie of hippo, cattle egrets, and chacma baboons
A pied kingfisher
After lunch, we went for a (rather dangerous) walk with a herd of 5 male elephants.
Everything went well, until one 40 year old male split away from the herd, and decided the best way to rejoin them was through our group. At the instruction of Stretch, we all sat down; the theory being an elephant will recognize a seated human as being in his or her own space, and will not invade it. This elephant, however, kicked one of our guids,a nd ran his trunk down Marjorie's back; I think he liked the smell of her laundry detergent. Cool, but terrifying. Look at the tusks on this guy!
Here is a more peaceful scene, with an elephant stretching his trunk up to eat tree leaves.
And here's a bateleur, perched in a tree watching, and hoping there would be carnage and carrion to eat.
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