Baby day
11 April
After the hoo hah with the lions and elephants a
couple of nights ago we set out in the morning to try to find the cats. After
driving around for a while we saw a tree in the distance chock-full of vultures
(anyone know what a group of them is called?). Given where they were, this was
very consistent with them being at the site of a successful lion kill, possibly
of an elephant the previous evening. Unfortunately there were no roads there
and driving off the tracks is not permitted in Botswana parks.) If it had only
been a couple of hundred yards we would have gone anyway but this was a
reasonable distance and over difficult
terrain.
I was speaking to one of the South
African lads (they are very friendly actually) who was telling me how good their
private reserves are: apparently you're assured to see all of the Big Five
(lion, leopard, elephant, rhino, buffalo) in a single day. The reason that they
can guarantee this is, so Alan tells me, is that they chip the animals so you
can always find them with a GPS device. (Plus I guess there are no "keep to the
tracks" directives, especially since they are so exclusive that erosion through
over-driving is hardly an issue yet.) What do we think of this? I know it's
not very Old School. There is a lot to be said for the business of driving
around and, if only through force of circumstance, spending time appreciating
the other animals or the birds, or even the astonishing landscape. (Today, for
example, my favourite spot was probably a saddle-billed stork.) But if the
animals
had
been chipped and you
could
just make a bee-line for them, would you? Is it very different from asking a
San hunter, or a guide from the fancy lodge who passes you in a truck, where the
big animals are? (I think it is different, but maybe I'm being like a Chesil
beach SCUBA loser.)Have you noticed
how everything here seems so
political?
And not at all left-wing, come to that. Alan did a talk for the girls (and us)
yesterday about ecology: the food pyramid, the cycle of nutrition and so forth.
He put the carnivores at the top of his pyramid, of course, with the archetype
being the lion. This is reflected in the way people round here talk: when we
pass other groups on game drives if Alan speaks to the other driver he will say
we're seen "nothing" if we haven't scored a cat or a buffalo, say (which, of
course, we usually don't). I know it's how they speak but I feel slighted on
behalf of the rest of the fauna; even the pleasure of driving through the
fantastic landscape with the windows down and the scent of wild sage cutting
through the African heat seems to be obliterated by the reductive word
"nothing". It's so reductive. On the other hand, there's no contesting the
mathematics of ecology. Then there's the whole dominant male gig (I think I
gave the impala and elephant examples the other day), and I haven't even
mentioned termite/ant societies. Then there's the South Africans with their
black guys trailing around in tow to serve them, all survivors of the apartheid
era. Then there's the actual governments in many of these countries, which seem
more inspired by the image of the male ruling the herd until another guy muscles
him out than to the vision of modern social democracy that is supposed to be
sweeping all nations, ending "history". But we're in Botswana now, where there
is a stable democratic government, little violence and supposedly a brotherly
feeling of nationhood and no political
prisoners.We drove from Savute down to
Moremi today, being the first people to leave Chobe at the southern exit (I
asked the guys who work the checkpoint). From a wildlife perspective, the
theme of the day was animal young: we saw young elephant, zebra, kudu, vervet
monkeys, baboons, wildebeest, warthogs, hippopotamus and crocodile. Our new
pitch is pretty, with marsh land to one side, in which we can hear hippos who
will probably visit us tonight (ps - they did) and grassland to the other, being
convenient for the lion that Alan has seen before here. The shower block is
less spectacular, veering to the gulag end of institutional, with no warm water
or lighting.
Posted: Tue - April 12, 2005 at 12:17 AM
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