Thursday, September 16, 2010
Bone Crunching Giraffe?
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
The Big, the Beautiful and the Comical
The wildlife was so obliging in Namibia. Here are some of my favourite poses.
As we left our camp at Okaukuejo one morning we were greeted by this bull elephant. It seemed appropriate to stop and give way to the larger vehicle.
And these giraffes rowed up in order of size for me.
Zebra's always make a wonderful composition, here they were jostling for best position at the waterhole.
This ground squirrel caught my eye as he groomed his tail. Their tales are very important since they use them as sun shades to protect themselves from the harsh African sun and as shields against snake attacks.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Elephant hierachy
My daughter Lily enjoyed the safari, especially the giraffe which are her favourite, but after a long day driving through the bush even an elephant at such close quarters wasn't enough to rouse her.
This large bull elephant seemed as tired. It looked as old as the desert landscape that it belonged in.
I watched as he broke up a scuffle between two young elephants, but then, as he passed through, the mischievous young elephants rammed him from both sides.
As the elephants came to the waterholes they would drink, have a mud bath and then talc themselves down with dust. 
It looked as though this large elephant was passing on some of his wisdom to a younger bull.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Nights at the Waterhole
On the last few days of our trip we stayed at a third camp overlooking the Okaukuejo waterhole. At night the waterhole was floodlit and I was able to watch the wildlife action after dark.
This herd of elephants were breeding and the large bull in the middle appeared to be the most popular with the ladies. I watched as he went round and greeted each cow elephant in turn.
On this night the elephant kept scenting the evening air. There were lions roaring in the background and the next day we saw why: just outside camp were more than 20 jackals on an elephant carcass.
A herd of zebra arrived to drink at about 10pm. They looked stunning against the dark night.
This black rhino decided to go for a dip and spent nearly an hour wallowing in the pool.
A black rhino in the black night.
The waterhole was fed from a bore hole and in this picture the rhino is standing over the outflow, where the freshest drinking water was. This elephant knew where the spot was too and easily won out in the standoff that followed.
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Life at the Waterhole
Friday, September 10, 2010
Black rhino AND leopard
Namibia is the best place in the world to see black rhino. This endangered species has been brought back from the brink of extinction in recent years and Etosha National Park now boasts a population of 600, which has grown from just 15 individuals in the 1960s.
It is rare to see rhino during the heat of the day, but after dusk they would come to the waterholes to drink. There was a waterhole directly below the second camp that we stayed in, at Halali, and I was able to wait up each night for them - sometimes I was there until 11pm.
In the picture above you can just see one waiting patiently for the elephant to leave so that it too can quench his thirst.
The rhino below was in poor shape. It appeared to have lost both ears and part of its tail was missing - I suspect that as a calf it had been caught by lion. It was good to see that it survived.
Although the black rhino population is more secure than it has been in the past, conservationists now face a far more dangerous and better equipped form of poacher than ever before and keeping them safe has become harder than ever.
In the picture above you can just see one waiting patiently for the elephant to leave so that it too can quench his thirst.
For more information on this and on my black rhino sightings click here to read my latest column in the Malton and Pickering Gazette & Herald.
As I kept watch one evening, a black rhino appeared just as dusk fell, followed, almost immediately, by Africa's most elusive cat, the leopard. It was like waiting for a bus to come and then two appearing at once - I didn't' know which way to point my camera.
The leopard slunk round the rhino and crouched down for a long drink, keeping a wary eye on the rhino as he did so. Then they both vanished into the night, as quietly and as suddenly as they had appeared.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Namibian Desert
I've been offline for quite some time now because I have been travelling through Namibia in Southern Africa.
I went with my family and two friends, Ged and Lucy. We hired a minibus and drove across Etosha National Park, a vast tract of semi-desert larger than Yorkshire, with a huge salt pan at its centre.
There are fresh waterholes scattered all along the edge of this dry salt lake and when the animals cross its searing white crust to drink, the heat is punishing and the bright light harsh on the eye. After photographing them for a few hours, it was a relief to put my sunglasses back on.
We stayed in three different camps each close to a waterhole. Our first camp was at Namutomi and it was whilst on a drive from this camp to a waterhole named Kalkheuwel that we spotted the lartest herd of elephants I have ever seen.
We had seen the herd as it was making its way towards the waterhole earlier and so we got there first and then counted the elephants as they arrived. There were at least 80. Once they had drunk, the elephants were fun to watch. They are so playful.
This little one 'bravely' charged at a male impala, knowing it had an 80-strong back up team behind him!
Drinking at a waterhole can be a little less comfortable for giraffe. They are very vulnerable to lion attacks as they bow down and can be very tense as a result. This photograph shows the water spraying from the giraffe's mouth as it raises its head - the water spray is hard to see with the naked eye.

I went with my family and two friends, Ged and Lucy. We hired a minibus and drove across Etosha National Park, a vast tract of semi-desert larger than Yorkshire, with a huge salt pan at its centre.
There are fresh waterholes scattered all along the edge of this dry salt lake and when the animals cross its searing white crust to drink, the heat is punishing and the bright light harsh on the eye. After photographing them for a few hours, it was a relief to put my sunglasses back on.
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