Day 5: December 30th Another new (born) day
We woke up early as usual, but for some reason never really got going until 5.50am.
We were headed north to Mata Mata as we had some issues with our battery system which hopefully we could sort out by charging it with electricity and our bull bar on the bakkie, had come loose and needed to be fixed on again.
We decided on Mata Mata instead of going back to TR as we did that route yesterday and wanted the change, even though the infrastructure and hence assistance was that much less at MM, we decided to take the chance.
Our first sighting of the day was of this Crimson Breasted Shrike (Boubou) just out of camp.
We got to 13th borehole and straight away went to check if the Cape Foxes we saw the previous night were at their “den” again. They weren’t and even though we checked again on numerous occasions, they eluded us at that spot for the rest of our trip.
As a result of a really heavy rainstorm on the 26th December, over the area between Urikaruus and KTC, several puddles and wash aways were evident on the road. We had had a bit of rain in TR that night (Our first night in the park), but only enough to spoil my braai. Further north it had been a whole lot more severe.
So we turned around and drove down to the southern entrance of the 13th borehole loop and saw this chap drinking from one of the puddles in the road.
The jackal made a pretty picture in the morning light.
Next up we met Zazoo (which is what our grandson calls yellow billed hornbills) which are always nice to see.
On the Dalkieth loop we came across a herd of Wildebeest
Before we left for our holiday, we had been watching some live streaming safari drives on National Geographic, and they had experienced a live wildebeest birth. So we knew exactly what to look for......Feet sticking out of the back of a wildie cow.
Once again we were able to watch the birth from start to finish, which was amazing
The one thing that amazed us was besides some initial inquisitiveness by the other wildebeest in the herd, the baby is left pretty much to defend for itself right from birth, with the mother only taking minimal interest in her new born calf
Don’t you like the lilac breasted roller in this pic!
