3:30PM Joel collected our group and we were off on the promised rhino hunt. Evidently, unlike zoo, we actually have to find these animals, so we looked high and low for almost two hours. Actually we did not look high for, unlike the big cats, rhinos are not tree climbers.
Suddenly, here is a rare black rhino, smaller than the white version and with a strange diet. He was eating sticks! Loudly crunching up the ends of bare bushes. When spring buds come surely he will augment diet with those, like moose.
Now our luck is changing, two big white rhinos with a baby. Their diet is grass so they happily share territory with stick eating cousins.
Joan outdid our tracker by spotting a female leopard. The leopard’s mother was the one performing mating dances earlier today. Now that daughter is ready to live alone mom wants another cub to raise. We followed the pretty youngster until she crossed the river, then topped off the evening visiting a female lion guarding her kill in tall river grasses.
Stories around the fire before dinner, my delicious martini, a sumptuous feast, farewells to guide Joel and a very soft pillow. Sweet dreams.
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Black rhino eating sticks. Hoping for twigs soon.
It’s spring here.
White rhino, not white, but “wide” for the way he puts his lips after a juicy scent marking
Tracker and guide distinguishing between leopard and hyena tracks. Hyena do not retract their claws when walking. Good to know.
Your driver hang'n in the coveralls with Alex and Neil
Fang holding the lead, with lowest score by '2', which means he's in lead overall.
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