Monday, 16 December 2013

Zululand birding, Dec 2013



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With a long drive ahead of us on Friday afternoon, we didn’t waste any time after work. Despite a heavy downpour south of Carolina on the R33 towards Amsterdam, it was an uneventful drive and we got to a very muggy Wildebeest Ecolodge just outside Hluhluwe at around 19:30. Our double-bed room with en-suite bathroom was quite adequate but unfortunately the freezer in the shared kitchen was not working so we turned the fridge as cold as it’ll go and hoped our meat and other cold stuff will survive until the following night. As we had to get up at 03:30 on Saturday morning, we each took a quick shower and then got into bed (thankfully covered by a mosquito net and fairly decent roof fan moving some of the hot air around).

Saturday morning was reasonably cool as we left the Ecolodge at 4am but it was so ridiculously humid that we struggled constantly to keep the windscreen from fogging up. Things were already starting to brighten up as we hit the tar road towards Sodwana and when we turned off towards Nibela Lake Lodge 20kms later, it was light enough to bird. But we had to meet our guide, Lucky Ngubane and Nibela Lake Lodge’s manager, Sarel van der Westhuizen at 5am, so we ignored all the good-looking birding spots along the way and got to the lodge at 04:45. With introductions over, Lucky led us through the dense forest on the lodge’s property, mainly looking for Neergaard’s sunbird but also whatever else we could find.

It turned out to be a lovely forest to bird in, with well-maintained pathways, and we picked up several of the common forest birds like Yellow-bellied and Sombre greenbuls, Crowned hornbill, Red-chested cuckoo, Orange-breasted bushshrike and Black-bellied starlings. A great nice sighting of a posing Eastern nicator allowed for some photographs but an African goshawk darted off the moment it was spotted. Neergaard’s sunbird eluded us though. Lucky heard it calling several times but the energetic little things never remained still long enough for us to get a look at them. Finally at the end of our forest walk we managed to locate a male in a bush together with some Marico sunbirds, and got a brief glimpse of him as he flitted from branch to branch.

Leaving Nibela Lake Lodge, we drove to the floodplains surrounding the point where the Mkuze river enters Lake St Lucia to look for Rosy-throated longclaw. In some of the dense woodland we drove through, we were delighted to stumble across an African pygmy kingfisher, not a lifer but a seldom seen bird and the first one for the year. On the grassy floodplains, a rather unexpected lifer sat still for great photos: Pale-crowned cisticola – a bird we had searched for several times and always missed. But undoubtedly the show reached it’s climax when we spotted our first Rosy-throated longclaw! Sitting right beside the tracks and obviously not minding our vehicle, we were able to drive to within less than two meters from it and it didn’t budge! Nicola took stunning close-up photos of the male as it seemed to be building a nest. No much further we were stopped by the Mkuze river entering Lake St Lucia and the squelchy wetland here was very productive: Pink-backed pelicans, Great and Little egrets, Greater and Lesser flamingoes, Caspian tern, Hottentot teal, Black-winged stilt, Grey and Goliath herons, Yellow-billed and Saddle-billed storks, Kittlitz’s and White-fronted plovers and huge numbers of Grey-headed gulls. With about 30 species added on the flood plain, we headed off towards Muzi pans, hoping for a Pel’s fishing owl or buttonquail to round off the day.

Lucky and Sarel were both amazed to find Muzi pans pretty much flooded. The reeds surrounding the pans were already sitting in water, and there was no way we would be able to walk across the normally dry edges to reach the dense riparian woodland on the other side to look for Pel’s. However, there was still good birding to be had with lots of waders (mainly Ruffs, Wood and Common sandpipers), Squacco, Purple and Grey herons, White-faced whistling ducks, both pelican species and Spurwing geese. Alas, too flooded to hope for crakes or buttonquails. We dropped off Lucky and Sarel back at Nibela Lake Lodge and stayed for a quick lunch and ice-cold cokes looking out over Lake St Lucia. Nibela Lake Lodge really has a fantastic setting with luxury cabins and reasonable prices (although it’s still in a price range we can only afford once a year) and we’d certainly recommend this place to anyone birding Nibela peninsula and surrounds. But we were booked in at Bonamanzi so left soon after lunch for the drive around to the other side of the lake. It was a very early morning start for us so after checking in at Bonamanzi, we felt we deserved a rest in the air-conditioned tree house. We ended our day with a short drive as the sun was setting and added a single Lemon-breasted canary to bring our day’s count to 119 species. Returning to air conditioned bliss, we cooked dinner and got an early night to recover from the early start.

The day dawned humid but slightly cooler than the afternoon before, so we made use of the early hours to get some birding done before the sun caught up with us. We visited both Leguaan and Lapwing hides and then drove around the entire reserve. It was a quiet morning with rumbling thunder and spots of rain and apart from hearing Scaly-throated honeyguide, the majority of the birds we heard and saw were pretty common forest birds. By 10am things have heated up significantly and we went back at our tree house to hide. The Bonamanzi staff had gone the extra mile and left a bouquet of flowers and a complimentary bottle of iced champagne for Nicola’s birthday! This was a good excuse to have a bit of celebration so while drinking bubbly, Nicola opened her presents – a cooking thermometer and a Kindle Paperwhite! By noon it was ridiculously hot and sticky outside – a shower, aircon and fan helped to keep things reasonable but we dared not venture outside again until 5pm when we had another short drive before dinner at the restaurant. The dinner was nice although over-priced and the lack of aircon in the restaurant soon had its toll. Although we had not had any physical exertion, the humidity was so high we both had rivers of sweat running down our faces, and needed a second shower before going to bed.

An early start to the day saw us packed and ready to leave Bonamanzi by 6am, so that we could bird Muzi pans and Mkuze Game Reserve on the way home. With thick layers of cloud blown in overnight, the morning was still humid but much cooler and it was actually pleasant to be outside. We reached Muzi pans shortly after 7am and were rather shocked to find the water level in Muzi Pans had risen a good half a meter since we were there less than 48 hours ago. The squelchy grassland that held so many waders 2 days before were drowned completely and it seemed most of the birds had moved a little further away to drier patches. But the birds were still there and we watched myriads of Barn swallows hunting insects, joined by the odd Lesser striped and Wire-tailed swallows. Reed cormorants, Great, Little and Cattle egrets hunted fish where a strong current forced them closer to shore, while both Pink-backed and Great white pelicans scooped mouthfuls of water to find breakfast. The bits of remaining “shoreline” were swarming with Wood sandpipers, while White-faced whistling ducks sunned themselves on one of the few remaining islands. Beyond Muzi pans the road worsened somewhat towards the eastern entrance to Mkuze so the slow driving meant we only had about 3 hours inside the reserve. We took the road south to Nsumo pan which was also bursting its banks and had little wader-friendly shoreline to speak of. Adding only a few new birds for the day, we soon had to leave before we could add Senegal lapwing or Black-bellied bustards that were now very easy to miss in the dense grass. An uneventful drive saw us safely home just before 5pm for a few busy days ahead before leaving for Zimbabwe’s Eastern highlands.

Sunday, 1 December 2013

Loskop dam birding, Dec 2013



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Leaving Middelburg just after 04:30, we drove through drizzle that remained after an early morning thunderstorm. At the Olifants river bridge we picked up the usual suspects like Thick-billed weaver, Lesser striped swallow, Little swift, Black crake, Grey heron etc, while Red-chested and Diderick cuckoos provided background noise. For only the second time we spotted an otter fishing in the stream and then definitely a new one - a decently sized crocodile, only about 50m away from someone's back garden fronting on the river. It was still drizzling a little as we entered the reserve at 6am but the birds were sensing the skies clearing and were out hunting and foraging. Bar-throated apalis, Rattling cisticola and Black cuckoo now took over from the other two cuckoos with some other nice calls in between like Orange-breasted bush-shrike, Chinspot batis, Grey tit-flycatcher and White-browed scrub-robin. Our main aim for the day was to test my new Canon Powershot SX50. It was amazing how we're now for the first time able to take full-frame shots of birds, even ones that are a fair distance away. It even helped to identify far-off silhouettes against the dark grey sky like Spotted flycatcher and Southern black flycatcher. We paid a visit to the brand now Lily pond hide just before the picnic site and got absolutely fantastic pictures of Little grebe and Green-backed heron. By 10:00 we've had a good morning's birding and as the sun had now burned through the clouds, it started getting hot. On our way out we added one last nice sighting - Western osprey carrying brunch. We were back in Middelburg by lunch time and enjoyed our pictures from the new camera!

Sunday, 24 November 2013

United States kayaking and birding, Nov 2013

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After three almost endless flights through Dakar and Washington to Atlanta, I arrived in the United States for the first time. Gordon picked me up from the airport and we drove back to his place in Decatur, east of downtown Atlanta. Iwas dead on my feet after over 24 hours of travel so we spent the afternoon quietly packing for our kayaking trip to Okefenokee National Wildlife Refuge on the southern Georgia border with Florida.

I was still tired but feeling much better when we got up at 5am on Monday morning. Jane, a friend of Gordon's and a medical doctor working for the CDC, picked us up around 06:30 and we started the 5 hour drive south through Macon and Cordele, turning off at Tifton towards Pearson and the Homerville. Driving through rural Georgia was interesting - fancy homesteads next to trailer parks, almost everyone driving huge American pick-ups and brandishing hunting rifles. We arrived at Stephen C Forster State Park sometime before noon and checked in at the reception office. While Jane sorted out the admin, I walked around and tested my new camera on Double-crested cormorants, Black-and-white warbler and alligators. Just before 1pm we sat down at a picnic table for lunch of bagels and cream cheese, generously supplied by Jane. We were waiting for a friend of Janes's, Sharon, driving through from Charleston, to join us. Sharon showed up while we were having lunch so when we finished, we drove back to the reception office from where we rented one canoe and two kayaks to do a bit of paddling for the afternoon. Gordon and I first shared the canoe as it was slightly easier getting our balance and paddling technique going and we thoroughly enjoyed this unique experience. There were some birds along the way, mainly American white ibis, Snowy egret, Little blue and Green herons as well as Pileated woodpecker and Belted kingfishers. I discovered that birding, especially birding photography, and canoeing/kayaking don't mix at all. Although the canoe/kayak is super-quiet and you can get quite close to the birds, it takes a fair time to stop and stabilize it sufficiently to look through binoculars or a camera lens. Also, since you're on the water, the binocs and camera are packed away in a dry bag between your legs, so every time you want to use it, you have to stop the canoe/kayak, get the camera/binocs out, steer again because you've started drifting, then keep steady enough to try and find the bird again - it's almost impossible!

We got to Billy's island around 3pm and walked around what used to be a small settlement. A white-tailed deer watched us tamely as we walked past but the trees for eerily quiet. By 15:30 we were back at the small pier where we tied our transport and we now switched around so that Jane and Sharon shared the canoe while Gordon and I tried our hands in the single kayaks. We both quickly discovered that although the kayaks are a little less stable in the water, they at least have decent seats with backrests (unlike the bench-like seats in the canoe) and responded faster to paddling. We were back at the office shortly before 5pm and after pulling our kayaks/canoe up on the shore, made our way back to the campsite. After pitching tents and setting our beds up, we settled down to a great dinner of couscous and lamb curry prepared by Jane and watched a Barred owl make its way across the darkening campground.

After a good night's sleep we woke to a completely fogged in morning. We had a 90-minute drive to the other side of Okefenokee and had to be there before 10am so we packed up quickly between a bite to eat and then drove along the southern edges of Okefenokee, briefly crossing into Florida. We eventually turned west again just before Folkston to Suwannee Canal Recreational Area. This time we were going to sleep out in the swamps so we took a almost an hour to repack all our gear into a number of drybags and stuffed them into our kayaks and canoe. Gordon and I decided to stick to kayaks as they were more comfortable to sit in while Jane and Sharon again shared a canoe. We finally got underway shortly after 10am and enjoyed a good 2-hour paddle before heading into what they call prairie, a bit of swamp with far fewer cypress trees and more open grass and lily floating rafts. We came to what's literally an anchored raft made with plastic modular sections tied together, where we stopped off for lunch. This raft had a neat picnic table under a shady roof as well as a chemical toilet to the one side. It was an awesome place to have lunch, floating in the swamp!Paddling through the prairie was a little more difficult as the canals are much shallower so you tend to scoop up quite a bit vegetation with each stroke - by the time we got back to the main canal to start heading for our campsite, we were starting to feel the strain on our backs, shoulders and arms. But it was still an amazing experience so we didn't mind at all. Having paddled another 3 miles or so after our lunch spot, we arrived at our campsite at about 4pm. It was a wooden deck with a large roof and picnic table, partially anchored on a solid island, and partially standing in the canal. A long drop toilet stood about 75m away. We were now out of the prairies and surrounded by large cypress trees, but there was a patch of more open plains on the swampy island a few hundred meters away and we heard Sandhill cranes land and take off from here as dusk slowly settled. We pitched our tents under the roof and made our beds. I was borrowing bedding stuff from Gordon and thinking that it won't be cold enough to justify a 4-season sleeping bag, I had opted for taking a few blankets along. This time dinner consisted of self-help burritos with some great options of fillings, again thanks to Jane, and we stuffed ourselves before chatting into the night. By 9pm it started getting significantly colder with a bit of a breeze picking up, and we all headed for bed.

The breeze was obviously a sign of things to come as a cold front started pushing through during the night. The wind picked up even more and by the time we got up and was very cold (around 3 or 4 degrees C) and the wind strong enough to seek shelter from. The dense cypress trees helped protect us from the worst of it but we still wanted to get going quite quickly so it wasn't long after a cup of coffee and breakfast that we headed back out onto the water, this time covered in a number of layers to keep warm. As we got into slightly more open sections of the canal and our muscles warmed up, we shed a layer or two but even by mid-morning the wind was still strong and cold from the east. We took a slightly different route back, going through a denser short-cut that was a bit more interesting. It was amazing how close you could get to basking alligators - literally no more than a meter away from the kayak before they would disappear into the water! About a mile before the end, we took a short detour into another prairie that was covered in water lilies. It was quite pretty and we spotted some Great and Little blue herons. But in this open are with little cover, the wind was really hitting us hard and we didn't stay very long before heading back to the more sheltered canal and then back to the start. We were back just before lunch and after unloading the kayaks and canoe and re-packing the car, we had a bagel-lunch at a picnic table outside the reception office. We then walked through the Visitor centre and watched a short movie on Okefenokee. We drove around a bit as well, visiting an example of an old homestead, showcasing how people used to live in the area in the 1900s. Unfortunately it was closed and we could only wander around the outside. A kilometre-long boardwalk took us to a 10m-high observation tower from where we could look out onto large sections of the swamp. Having been in the thick of it for 3 days, it was a very different perspective and we also spotted a few American coots in one of the ponds. Although it was still quite cold, we could imagine how hot and uncomfortable it must be during summer as even in the cold there were still a fair number of mosquitoes around!