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Sunday, 3 October 2010

Encounters with all creatures big and small

So I'm now into my second month out here in the South Luangwa Valley. The last few weeks have been really exciting, and even though I've been not as efficient as I hoped at updating weekly pictures and tales of adventure, I'll fill you in with some of the best bits here.

As well as my night time encounter with the 'snake', there have been a whole host of wildlife encounters over the past few weeks: Some have been with bizarre and fascinating animals, some have been unwanted guests, and some have been close shaves. The 'close shave' being about a week ago, when I was walking back to my room by torch light and noticed two large green eyes watching me from about 15 meters away. On realising that I was being sized up by a lion, I had to employ every muscle in my body not to commit the cardinal sin of running away and thus triggering the 'prey' switch in the lion's mind. Slowly I edged my way backwards to the safety of the lodge to find a group of the night watch-men to scare off the predator in the darkness.

Below is an amazing little flap-necked chameleon that James, one of the walking safari guides here, caught for me one evening. We named him George, and it happily sat on my hand for about 15 minutes, swiveling its turret-like eyes and making numerous failed attempts to bite me in slow motion - definitely the coolest animal I know.

This was a rather less welcome animal encounter; a huge centipede that made its way across my pillow one evening. As well as being a truly ugly beast, these centipedes also pack a really nasty sting, and so I made sure that he was thrown well away from my room before I tried to sleep that night.

The annual carmine bee-eater migration has made its way to the valley, and at various places along the Luangwa River bank, these beautiful red and green birds can be seen nesting in their thousands. I've spent a few evenings filming the colony; flying in and out of their holes, swooping and catching flying insects above my head. As usual with the great wildlife spectacles that I get to film here, my time is taken up with my video camera and so I seldom have great pictures of what I've been filming - this is a picture of one of the carmine bee-eaters that I took on one of our evening game-drives to give you an idea of what this gorgeous species looks like.


South Luangwa National Park is reputed to have some tamed warthogs. Two brother warthogs called Rocky and Robert were apparently hand-reared 10 years ago or so, and then released into the wilds of the park. The legend goes, that Rocky died a few years ago, but that a very 'friendly' warthog, that is often seen near Mfuwe Waffa (the dry lagoon next to Mfuwe Lodge), is believed to be Robert. I took myself off for a short drive a few days ago and met what I think was the infamous Robert; he seemed to be compelled to walk up to me (most warthogs run away when you come within 30 meters of them), stopped right next to the car, and just looked up at me longingly... He hung about long enough for me to take some great pics of him together with a red-billed ox pecker who came to join in the action. Long live Robert!


The park is mostly comprised of Mopane woodland (either stunted or really tall, scrubby, match stick like trees with green/yellow leaves), but there are also a few huge baobab trees dotted about the place. These distinctive 'upside down trees' can grow to a massive diameter of about 12 meters in some cases, and were used hundreds of years ago by local tribes who hollowed them out into the ultimate 'tree-house'.As I have an interest in all things biological, I've made it my goal to learn as much as possible about the plants, animals, trees, birds, landscapes, people and language of this region, whilst I'm here in the South Luangwa Valley. I've recently become a bit of a 'tree geek' and spent about 30 minutes the other day with one of the guides, trying to work out the reproductive strategy of the Sausage-tree. From what we worked out, these amazing red flowers hold the male reproductive organs (producing the pollen), and the long thin, small green pod that remains on the tree when the flowers fall off, contains the female organs - science aside, these are beautiful flowers, and they smell strangely edible!?

Friday, 1 October 2010

Snakes in the night time!

So last night I was attacked by a snake whilst in bed - well, sort of!

I was woken at about 3:00 am, by something long and heavy on my neck. Naturally I freaked out, and in a sudden burst of adrenaline I tried to struggle free of this 'thing' squirming over me. Aware that if I grabbed it, it might strike me, I tried to wriggle away from it, but because I was lying under a mosquito net I wasn't able to get it away from next to my body. I realised then that I couldn't move my left arm or my left leg, and immediately thought that I must have been bitten in my sleep, and that the venom was working its way around my body. In my sheer panic and still half-asleep state, I thought to launch myself out of bed in an attemp to escape the venomous monster, flying about 3 meters across my room, head long into my bathroom door frame, tearing the mosquito net from its fitting as I went.

Now on the floor, I could still feel the creature twisted up with me in the mosquito net next to me. Flailing about with my two working limbs, I fought and shouted to get myself free from this bundle of netting, heart now racing at this point that the snake would take one bite of my torso and finish me off. Reaching out with my right hand I evntually tore myself out of the net, dragged myself across the stone floor, and finally lept up on top of my toilet seat to safety.

The ordeal had lasted about 3 minutes by this point, and as my heart rate began to return to normal, I slowly began to get feeling back in my left arm and leg, and I began to believe that I wasn't actually going to die. Using the long wire that had been previously holding my mosquito net to the ceiling, I probed the net from a safe distance, searching for the offending reptile....but it wasn't there!

Five minutes had passed now, and the snake was still no where to be seen?! As I nursed my bruised head in the mirror, I streched and flexed my left arm and leg to check they were in fact still working, and then it slowly dawned on me just exactly what had happened, and what had led me to throw myself, rocketing head first, into my door frame at 3 o'clock in the morning: I must have fallen asleep twisted up in an awkward position, and in doing so, had cut off the circulation to my left arm and leg in my sleep. As I rolled over in my sleep, my dead-arm must have fallen over my face...I hadn't been wresting with a snake at all... I had been fighting with my own arm!!!!!!!!

I had actually tried to throw my own arm out of bed, and when it didn't go anywhere, I had nose-dived myself out of bed to escape it. Like a crazy person, I had actually been fighting my own phantom limb - and lost!

With a sore head, bruised knees and a my mosquito net in a torn heap on the floor, I climbed back into bed. Safe in the knowledge that there were no snakes in my room, and with a big smile on my face, I laughed myself back to sleep.


The morning after the night before - sporting a door-frame shaped bump on my head.