You little beauty

24 08 2011

In wildlife photography, there is only one thing better than luck – a relaxed individual! Combine the two, and you will get images that I never dreamed possible!
A young serval kitten has recently left her mother, and is starting life out on her own. Surprisingly, she seems very relaxed about the business of surviving!

Now, finding servals is not easy, (see Slightly smaller spots.), but finding them in the day, is a near impossibility! This little lady, however, is going against all the textbooks! She is as relaxed as you like, and seems to be more active in the day, than at night. This makes photographing her a whole lot easier! It also helps, that if you are patient enough, she walks right up to you, and poses beautifully!
I was patient enough; she posed beautifully!

At one point, she smoothed past a LBJ, (little brown job – a term for an unknown bird {turned out to be a Cisticola}), and I thought I was in for the shot of a lifetime, (see the serval flying through the air, bird in claws), but after a quick look, she decided to keep at the mice, her meal of choice. She did catch one or two, but in a scrappy fashion, (read: No photos), not the usual glamorous leap they are famous for. I will keep trying for that shot!

I will continue hanging around the areas where she has been seen, as this treat might not last forever. Whatever happens, I will definitely let you know!





A messy little miracle

10 08 2011

The miracle of birth…
An often romanticised idea of new life entering the world, wrapped up in a towel, with the doting parents covered in smiles and pride.
This is not how it works in the buffalo world – I can assure you!

It is a very uneventful, emotionless affair, with the little blighter being dropped into the dry winter grass in a slump of buffalo and afterbirth.
The rest of the herd didn’t even break rhythm from their cud chewing to take notice of the little fella as he joined the team.

We all know that the lions enjoy a good buffalo every now and again, and our newbie, by default, instantly became target number one! The trick to beating this unfortunate start, is to get up and moving as quickly as possible. Like a heavyweight boxer after taking a good right, the fourteen minute old buffalo calf wobbled around trying to find his legs. No more than two and a half minutes later, he was able to follow his mother! This was an amazing a feat as the actual birth! It was a solid effort from the wide eyed young gun, as his journey from cute, young calf to grumpy old male began.








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