Friday 27th
Jan 2017
We were woken up at 6.30am as Chris, Sue and Mike were going
for a walk in the bush with Jesse and Kapen bringing up the rear. Mum and I had elected to go for a game drive
instead.
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Tamsin and Gills
story.
Before even leaving, we saw a large adult male lion and some
females strolling through the grass on the plains just in front of the
camp. We set off in hot pursuit, but
they’d already gone to ground in some thick bush and we couldn’t see them. However, not far behind were the two largest
male cubs (about 8 months old) so we went to see them instead. They were slowly following the mature lions
as apparently their mother was amongst them.
As they meandered along, one of the young males mounted the other one -
hormones rising already I assume!
Anyway, their mother came out to greet them and after some rubbing
around and licks they came back towards us and passed right by the side and
back of our vehicle – very thrilling!

We were then driven back to the leopard area and spent some
time admiring a very beautiful scimitar bird on an acacia bush, a yellow
throated longclaw and some dik dik on route.
The leopard was in exactly the same place as yesterday and didn’t appear
to have moved. Perching in a tree just
above her was a beautiful grey headed kingfisher – I duly snapped away but just
don’t seem to be able to take good king fisher photos as they don’t seem to
focus on the bird sharply, which is rather frustrating.


We then started heading for the breakfast rendezvous where
we were meeting up with Chris etc after their walk. On the way, we spent some time watching a
jackal which was apparently hunting and seemed very busy. It flushed some francolin out of some rocks
but was nowhere close to catching them.
We also saw a warthog family with some very small babies – I just love
the way they run with their little tails held vertically in the air like little
pennants. I also spotted a little bee
eater and took a huge number of photos, as again my camera wouldn’t focus on
the bird. In the end I managed to get 2
photos that were in focus.


David, our
guide, spotted that some antelope were all looking in one direction which
signifies a predator and somehow, in the middle of the vast plain of grass, he
found a young female cheetah lying in the shade of an acacia tree. She was a very beautiful cat and seemingly
didn’t have a care in the world as she rolled around and played with some dried
dung. We later found out that she’s
about 2 years old and did have a sister which was eaten by a crocodile as they
crossed a river one day.

We then drove a very short distance to our bush breakfast
that was served under the shade of a large tree. Chris and the others turned up about 15
minutes after we got there, so we were already sitting down with our 1st
cup of tea. I spent the time very
usefully though as managed to establish that the Masai guides who shepherded us
around did wear shorts under their skirts – a modern development. I also found out that their nickname for us was
Illashumpa (silent “i”) which means “The Confined One” and refers to the
European mode of wearing shorts or trousers.
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Chris’ story.
We walked out of camp after Jesse had given us our briefing.
For the walks Jesse carries a M375 Magnum rifle. This should be enough to stop
an Elephant. All guides consider themselves to have failed if they ever need to
fire their gun in anger. The plan was to walk towards where some Lions had been
heard over night and to then circle around the camp onto some hills before
coming back to a wooded area before stopping for breakfast.
We walked towards the Lions safe in the knowledge that we
were down wind of them. Sadly we spotted them walking away into an area that
Jesse didn’t want us to go so, we continued to climb up the hill and spotted
Jackals following the Lions. This is common in that Jackals will latch onto a
predator hoping for some snacks. Stepping into a small clear area of the bush a
Scrub Hare sprung up and ran off. Jesse mentioned that the difference between
hares and rabbits is that hares apart from the bigger ears live above ground –
I didn’t know that.
Kepan showed us how he had, with others, flushed lions out
from hiding places using a simple leaf that can sound like a Lion call. We tried
this and noticed that some Zebra nearby had taken off. We also tried the
toothbrush tree and cleaned our teeth. Have to say it doesn’t taste that great.
He and Jesse pointed out various animal tracks and explained how they judged
how old they were – it’s mainly to do with definition of the print and if it’s
been windy.
We approached what is normally a river, but now dry and saw
a Hippo surfacing before submerging again in the few deep pools still available.
I also saw a Malacite Kingfisher. We then moved out into a plain area. Jesse
pointed out a Cheetah print in the dust and reckoned on it being less than 2
hours old as you could still see that claws defined. He hoped that we might see
it soon as it would be lain up for the day as they only hunt early mornings and
evenings. We headed towards some trees where we could see the trucks and
breakfast in the bush!
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After a delicious breakfast, we went to look at the cheetah
again who hadn’t moved and probably wouldn’t do for some hours as by this time,
it was getting hot. We started back to
camp and admired a brightly coloured Ngama lizard on a dead branch, various
antelopes on the plain including a baby Topi, a group of female giraffe
munching on acacia trees and lots of little birds in a river bed. We also saw a woolly stork and a black stork
side by side on a dead tree – the black stork looked stunning with its so
called black feathers shimmering with iridescent green and blue.
Just got back to camp and have an hour before lunch – enough
time to write the blog and upload the photos from the camera to the laptop.
We chose not to go for an afternoon game drive and enjoyed
some down time and caught up on some sleep.
After a cup of tea and some flapjack, we set off for a short game drive
before having a dinner out in the bush.
We saw Frank, the large lion with the dark mane, lying in the grass and
a few lionesses we went to check on the Leopard who was back in her tree eating
the kill. Whilst watching her, there was
a crashing noise and the kill dropped out of the tree onto the ground. She followed it in a trice and almost in an
instance had pulled it back up the tree – her strength is amazing.

We drove to our bush rendezvous where we sat round a very
welcome fire having some drinks before dinner.
This is a lovely time of the day as people chat about this and that and
exchange stories. I was depressed (but
not surprised) to hear that only about 10% the vast amounts of money raised by
safaris goes to the local community. The
rest is pocketed by a very wealthy government minister who lives a life of
unbelievable grandeur. In the North Mara
conservancy there are 12 camps who pay about $155,000 a month rent to the
Masai. On top of that, just to apply for
a concession costs $2 million which is renewable every 15 years. So, that’s an awful lot of money coming in to
the area, but the local community don’t benefit that much from it apart from
the employment it generates. From our perspective, the villages look poor,
but we did notice that some of the mud huts had satellite dishes and nearly all
the locals who work at the camp have the most modern mobile phones, so maybe
the villages aren’t as poor as they look?

After dinner, we went on a short night drive. We didn’t see a great deal but we did see an
Aardwolf which quite rare, some bush babies and a few scrub hares plus a couple
of lionesses starting to hunt for antelope.
Bliss -we’re having a lie in tomorrow and not getting our
wake up call until 8am. Actually, I woke
up early anyway so have been catching upon this blog which has been a real
indulgence.