We arrived in Etosha, one of the world’s finest game parks, with the dream of seeing and being able to photograph most if not all of the Big Five. It was not to be, mainly due to the time of day (scorching hot by 9am), the fact that there had been regular rainshowers and nothing more than bad luck. My sister and her husband vist Kruger National Park regularly and assured me it’s all about timing – being in the right place at the right time – but I was still pretty bummed.
We didn’t see elephant or lions like we hoped, but did spot a leopard resting in the shade of a tree some distance off. It was too far away to photograph without the kind of lens used by National Geographic! 🙂
Still what we saw was a treat, especially the abundance of curious, spirited young antelope and a frisky juvenile Burchell’s zebra who galloped around until his elders brought him in check..
Meaning ‘Great White Place’, Etosha centres round a pan that takes up 23% of the park. The pan is chalky white, barren and desolate except in the rainy season. We could have happily stayed on for a few days to observe the park’s waterholes at sunrise and sunset, but sadly had to move on.
Much of the wildlife is accustomed to cars and seldom hurry to get out of the way.
A Springbok licking raindrops from its’ coat after a downpour.
The African Masked Weaver, busy all day long, even in the midday heat. They build their nests on the tips of the branches of mainly thorn trees to protect their young from invading snakes.
An African Monarch butterfly resting in the shade.
An African-red-eyed-bulbul (Tiptol) snacking.
Namibia is a place of extremes which is why you will often find large herds of animals moving together rather than one or two. This is particularly common with Wildebeest and Springbok.
Black Shouldered Kite.
Because of the harsh conditions in this arid country Namibians are incredibly resourceful – even the birds!
A black-backed jackal – one of several we saw scavenging on our travels.
The youngster was particularly cute, darting off on his own and having to be brought in check by his elders.
A Corey Bustard.
Inquisitive Impala juveniles.
More resourcefulness in one of the rest camps – a nest in the shelf under a telephone point. Judging by the bright yellow beaks waiting for food there were at least three youngsters in this nest.
Lilac breasted roller.
Okaukuejo, one of three rest camps.
A large herd of springbok crossing the road. We estimated over 200 in both these groups.
A petite steenbok.
Tiptols searching for insects in grilles of parked cars.
A lone wildebeest drinking from a puddle of rainwater.