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Oribi Mom: Time Travel Trail Springs Surprises

“My life list is one bird richer, and that’s always exciting.”

PHOTO BY PIXABAY

August 15, 2024

I’m losing time. I’ve upped the exercise since the youngest has had another change in routine. Each morning is either a walk or a run. That’s the plan anyway, and it’s lovely when it works out.

For the walks, I’m also still trying to do this bird challenge, and my numbers are low, low, low. Four birds by Tuesday is risky when you have to magically find seven by Saturday night, and only the rarest ones are left. Granted, a huge Verreaux’s eagle flew over the house this week, so that’s one of the four and rare. Could a broadbill just pop out of the forest for me, too? Almost impossible.

Blazing a New Trail and Losing Hours

Last week, I went all the way down to the bottom of the trail below the house to find a new bird for the list. It’s very, very steep as you basically descend over 100 metres into the gorge. Then, keep going down where the sun rays don’t often reach. The longer you don’t turn around for, the more of a climb you have to manage back up. Some places are hands-and-knees steep. Other places require boulder hopping and root jumping. I’ve never managed to carry a baby down there.

In winter, it is dry and a bit less slippery over the rocks. Still, I feel like an elephant crunching over all the dry leaves. I often think I’ll chase off all the birds from a mile away with all that noise echoing off the cliff towering above me. Hopefully, that applies to the mambas, too.

I still see all sorts of birds, though. They aren’t accustomed to human people hunting them in this little slice of paradise. Many are just as curious about me as I am about them. This time, as I got near the end of the trail, it was still quite dark and very quiet. You can’t even hear the trucks or cars on the road far above. I found something amazing – a little orange ground thrush hopping toward me to see what I was doing. What a find.

What Else Is Down There? I Need More Time To Find Out

My life list is one bird richer, and that’s always exciting. Plus, I got to watch it for a long time because it didn’t care that I was in its little spot. I didn’t even know it was found in Oribi Gorge.

Needless to say, I’m not sure where the two hours went as I entered this otherworldly place. Breakfast was late, and so was work. I’ll have to set my watch next time to make sure I don’t lose a couple of days. There’s more to find, I’m sure.

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Oribi Mom: Mammal Watching Dreams That Could Come True

“When we came home to South Africa, it was like a warm hug, filled with hadeda and trumpeter hornbill cries, screeching francolins and twittering prinias.”

Mammal watching fun.October 3, 2023

Did you know that mammal watching is now a thing in the world? Not the safari kind we’re so privileged to have as part of growing up in South Africa, but the cousin of bird watching with lists and databases and counts and tours.

I love birds, but I’m not technically a twitcher that’s accumulating species on my life list. I haven’t seen even 1,000 of the 11,000 bird species that we have on the globe. Maybe one day.

But, this mammal watching thing is another exciting discovery for me. There are around 6,000 mammal species on earth. Lots of them are hundreds of different rodents and bats, but many of the big ones are more well-known.

South African Birds and Game Reserves Are Truly Something  Special

I’ve always loved our trips to game reserves. It’s the one thing I sorely missed when we lived in South Korea for a few years.

Aside from the magpies that supposedly eat children’s teeth (apparently, the Tooth Mouse doesn’t know where Korea is), there wasn’t much going on in the way of wildlife in South Korea. Very few birds. One dead snake. A lot fewer insects than I’m used to seeing at home, too. It felt a little sterile at times, and not in a good way.

When we came home to South Africa, it was like a warm hug, filled with hadeda and trumpeter hornbill cries, screeching francolins, twittering prinias, and the boo-boo-boop of the beautiful bou bous that like to wake up my babies in the late afternoon.

I missed our butterflies and our funny-looking grasshoppers. I missed the duikers that graze on the pavements in the cities, and the knobly warthogs that zip around with their tails up through the farms. There’s so much life here.

All We Need To Do Is Start Looking Around

Investigating the mammal watching thing has also made it even more exciting to realise how many animals are right here. South Africa has a ubiquitous striped weasel. It’s everywhere but nobody sees them much because they’re shy. Just imagine what we could find in our slice of the gorge here with some heat sensors and very large camera zooms!

Aside from more large and venomous creatures than we might care to admit, there may just be hundreds of mammals all around us, hiding in plain sight. I’ll try to open my eyes a little more while I’m running or out with the dogs at the waterfall. I’ll listen for the rustling and look up when the puff backs chirp their alarm calls. That’s how they told us about a boomslang the other day.

I could see 6 000 species of mammals and 11 000 species of birds in my lifetime. How amazing! All I need is free time, a boatload of money for travel and equipment, and a bit of luck. But maybe I’ll start with a subscription to National Geographic or something. And some more walks down into the gorge forests below my house.

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