Sunday, September 26, 2010

The Green Sunfish Pond







The stock tank on my uncle’s place in Lampasas got down to just a mud hole in the last drought we had in Texas. All of the fish we had stocked were caught out by raccoons and Great Blue Herons along with what other wildlife that ate fish for dinner. When the rains finally came the shallow muddy hole was filled with green muck and not much else. No one made an effort to re-stock the tank with fish after it was holding water again and it has served as water for the cattle and wildlife. The other day while sitting with my wife hoping for dove to fly in to water, I noticed these small fish darting around the moss in the pond. I don’t know if some very small fry survived in the little mud hole or if they were stocked naturally somehow. Not knowing what they were I went to the truck and brought out an ultra light spinning rig with a small beetle spin lure to see if I could catch any of the fish and identify them. In about 20 minutes I had a ball catching somewhere around 30 little green sunfish or green sunfish hybrids. The largest was around 3.5 inches. Some of the little monsters were smaller than the lure they were attacking. If they grew to any weight, nothing would be safe in the water.

The green sunfish is a small Texas Sunfish with a large mouth like a bass instead of the small mouth of most sunfish and bluegills. They are a brilliantly colored little green sunfish with neon blue markings running all over them and are as pretty as any tropical aquarium fish in my opinion. They are not much good for anything but catfish bait as they soon overpopulate and take over what ever pond they are found in unless there are a lot of larger prey fish to thin them out. In this case there are no prey fish and the green sunfish or only 1.5-3.5 inches long at best. They are so pretty I am considering setting up an aquarium on my desk so I can enjoy watching them all the time. Mean while my uncle and I will have plenty of catfish bait if we ever get to go fishing. Wild Ed

Saturday, September 25, 2010

The Cedar Strip Boat Project Goes On and On!




When I started building a cedar strip three panel boat I never dreamed how much time and work it would become. I have done it shade tree style without a shop or place to build it. Every piece is put up in my garage at night and every time it rains. I started fiber glassing the boat yesterday and it started to rain. I had to grab the boat and put it in the garage. I was going to glass the outside today and now a storm is moving in so I will put it up and try another day. I will keep you posted as it gets closer to being finished. Wild Ed

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Texas Style Homemade Breakfast Sausage








Every year as hunting season rolls around I get email asking me how to make sausage. Someone killed a feral pig at their lease the other day and wanted to know if I had a breakfast sausage and a link sausage recipe they could try. I will only cover the breakfast sausage in this article and leave smoked link BBQ sausage for later in the season.

The main issue in sausage making to me is the meat. Feral hogs and deer are too lean to make sausage that will bind and that will fry up crisp so you have to add fat in the form of fatty domestic pork meats. You can use hog jowls, fatback or just grind in some pork butts. Add enough fat or fatty meat that the sausage will fry up without having to add oil to the frying pan. My favorite blend is 60% venison and 40% pork butt. This makes a lean sausage that will still fry crisp.

There are all types of recipes and methods of making sausage and I have my favorites. After 40 years of making sausage from venison and wild hogs I have come to the conclusion that there is no better recipe than the following. I know this is not from scratch but it is very good and always consistent to the taste.

This product makes it easy and allows most of us to turn out an excellent sausage whether you prefer patty breakfast sausage or link style breakfast sausage. The product is Legg's Old Plantation Sausage Seasoning blends. I do not have any connection to this company nor do I get a penny from them. The one thing about having your own Blog is that you can say what you think about products and only recommend those that work. The Legg's brand has turned out well for my family time after time. I have not come up with my own seasoning mix that will beat their breakfast blend. Just follow the directions and you too can turn out a homemade sausage that you will be proud to put on your table. Good eating, Wild Ed

Here is the link to Legg's Seasonings, I find it at one of my local meat markets.


http://www.aclegg.com/

Monday, September 13, 2010

Selous Game Reserve: September 9-12, 2010

This 45,000 square kilometer reserve in southern Tanzania is the largest of its kind in Africa, protecting the continent’s most prodigious large mammal populations, including 150,000 buffalo, 70,000 elephants, 40,000 hippopotamus, and 4,000 lions. Although visitors really only have access to about 1,000 square kilometers, this particular section of the park is remarkably scenic, encompassing the conjoining of the great Ruaha and Rufiji Rivers, a series of five shallow lakes, and the beautiful surrounding miombo woodland and forest. The rest of the reserve is cut up into privately leased hunting concessions, which, along with the $65 per day entrance fee for visitors, covers the costs of management of this UNESCO World Herritage site, perhaps even lining a few pockets along the way. (If I sound bitter, it’s a sore point among expatriates living here in Tanzania that no discounts are offered to tax-paying residents.)

Located a short plane ride, or five-hour drive, from Dar es Salaam, the area boasts a wide variety of accommodation, including several exclusive lodges within the reserve and a range of budget tent camps and mid-range lodges along the banks of the Rufiji a few kilometers from the entrance. Aimee and I recently visited the reserve during a four-day holiday weekend celebrating the end of Ramadan, opting to stay at the comfortable and moderately priced Selous Mbega Camp, where we enjoyed a spacious raised-pole tent overlooking several river islands complete with groups of hippopotamus and a wide variety of birds. From any camp around the Mtemere Entrance you can easily arrange a driving safari through the reserve (approximately $80 per person), a boat safari along the Rufiji River but outside the reserve ($40), and a walking safari both inside and outside the reserve ($40).

Indeed visiting Tanzania’s national parks and game reserves is notoriously expensive, and Aimee and I are attempting to control the costs of our vacations by driving to destinations ourselves instead of flying, using guidebooks and eschewing guides, and budgeting our activities carefully in advance. Camping in your own tent and self-catering are ways to limit expenses as well, although camping at a site within a national park is often as expensive as staying in one of the camps or lodges nearby and ice melts quickly in coolers. There’s also the question of comfort and ease, which we both place a high priority on, especially during a short vacation, and we’ll regularly justify staying at a nicer camp or lodge to ensure we’ll have a pleasant visit, instead of an adventurous one.

Still, getting in the car before dawn on Thursday morning and driving ourselves out of Dar and into one of the more spectacular and little-visited reserves in the country certainly felt adventurous. It was our first independent safari, and we were expecting at least to get lost a few times, have a minor breakdown in our car, or be harassed by the police while passing through towns and villages along the way. Remarkably, though, the trip there was without a snag, and we encountered some excellent wildlife along the last 3-hour leg of our journey, along a narrow 70km dirt road. Baboons were common, and we noted Southern Ground Hornbill, Eastern Chanting Goshawk, and a pair of Violet-Backed Starlings in the surrounding woodland. An African Harrier-Hawk was the highlight, as it swept in to a tree just along the road and probed deep into a hole with its long legs in search of a nest to rob.

After settling into our accommodation at Mbega Camp, we had a walk around the grounds noting several groups of White-Fronted Bee-Eaters, and Crowned Trumpeters, a female Blue-Mantled Crested-Flycatcher foraging with a Yellow-Breasted Apalis, and two solitary Robin-Chats, the White-Browed and Red-Crowned. Enjoying a pre-prandial beer at the restaurant overlooking the river, we scanned the islands below, noting Yellow-Billed Stork, African Fish Eagle, African Skimmer, and Egyptian Goose, as well as two groups of submerged hippopotamus. Occasionally, one of these massive animals would yawn magnificently above the surface of the water or stride out onto the island and graze for a few minutes. The sun was shining, the wind was blowing through the trees, and it simply felt great to be there instead of stressing about my job in Dar.

At 4pm we went on a boat safari with a young Dutch couple who were the only other guests at the camp. We motored down river around various islands, as our driver and guide took great care to put us in good positions for viewing and photographing the wildlife, particularly the birds. Aimee and I were in awe of the quantity of species of kingfishers present, including the Pied, Brown-Hooded, Malachite, and Giant Kingfishers, the latter of which is an impressively stout and densely patterned bird that shocked us on first sight. We were also treated to several huge colonies of beautiful White-Fronted Bee-Eaters that burrow holes in the vertical riverbanks in the hundreds, swooping in and out and chattering sociably in the mornings and evenings. Speaking of social birds, we watched dozens of male African Golden Weavers constructing neatly woven nests out of grass right in front of us in the reeds along one island, hoping that a female would find their work suitable.

The shorebirds were also a treat to see up close, including the bizarre White-Crowned Lapwing, the mammoth Goliath Heron, and the mostly nocturnal Water Thick-Knees, the same bird that we used to hear calling all night when we lived in the Upanga neighborhood in Dar near the estuary. We also came within extremely close range of the hippos, which I didn’t feel very comfortable with, as there were other boats on the river harassing them in the same manner, but the animals simply submerged themselves fully whenever we came too close. On this section of the river, we didn’t see many mature crocodiles, but later along one of the lakes Aimee and I would watch aghast as a group of thirty of them would ravenously tear apart a dead hippopotamus. Supposedly, this site is also good for spotting Pel’s Fishing Owl, but the guide said he only sees it occasionally flying above the river at dusk. We missed this huge and unique owl during our visit.

The following morning, we drove into the park, first passing a large relic from World War I outside the gate (the “Battle of the Bundu” between Britain and Germany was fought nearby in 1917, where the famed hunter, guide, and Captain Frederick Courtney Selous was shot and killed by a German sniper). We spent the entire day driving around the miombo woodland on unsigned dirt roads, circling several lakes that are visited in the dry season by densely populated groups of large mammals, such as impala, elephant, giraffe, greater kudu, eland, and wildebeest. Consequently, these lakes are also frequented by Africa’s famed feline predators, such as the lion and leopard, making the Selous one of the continent’s most reliable places to witness a kill.

As in most parks and reserves in Africa, the safari drivers are in radio contact with each other, reporting observations and sharing information on the location of desirable game. It’s common, then, for dozens of vehicles to converge quickly at the site of a kill or of a leopard lounging in a tree, which can spoil the quality of a sighting for a lot of visitors, especially in heavily trafficked parks such as the Serengeti. Without a radio, Aimee and I missed seeing any lions or the endangered wild dog on our day in the park; however, we did encounter a fantastic array of birds and also some new game, including the spotted hyena and greater kudu. The experience begs the question of whether you want to see everything or if you’re satisfied to see less but find it, and enjoy it, on your own. As always, Aimee and I have the luxury of being residents here and visiting places multiple times, relieving us from pressures that other tourists may experience.

In the early morning before we arrived at the lakes, we stopped to watch a number of groups of woodland birds. The first was thrilling for me as it contained all new species, such as the Green Wood-Hoopoe, White-Crested Helmet-Shrike, Pale Batis, and Southern Blue-Eared Starling. The second was almost equally interesting as it contained a pair of Common Scimitarbills, long-tailed birds similar to the sociable wood-hoopoes, that inhabit woodland and probe along the tree branches in search of arthropods with their unusually decurved bills. Other notable species in this area included the glorious Lilac-Breasted Roller, a large group of bizarre Helmeted Guineafowl, several small groups of Crowned Hornbill, and a soaring Bateleur eagle. The most common bird was the White-Browed Sparrow-Weaver, groups of which seemed to be calling from everywhere and whose nests appeared to be hanging from the branches of every other small tree.

Despite the bountiful birdlife, we were a bit anxious to arrive at the famous lakes, expecting to see hordes of game and water birds. Indeed, upon arrival at Lake Siwandu, we were treated to herons, lapwings, stilts, and sandpipers, as well as giraffe, wildebeest, impala, and other ungulates. While other drivers raced on to find any of the big cats, we lingered long at each picturesque turn of the road along the water, stopping frequently to take in the site from the safety of our car (while walking safaris are permitted in the reserve, they are only allowed in the company of an armed ranger, and independent visitors are not allowed to exit their vehicles). A couple of times I climbed up on the steel rack on top of our Mitsubishi 4x4 to escape the confines of our car, although this didn’t afford me any real viewing advantage as most animals and birds permit vehicles to approach within a few meters before scaring away.

As the afternoon progressed, we continued driving along the shores of several more lakes, often within a meter from the water’s edge. Not only did this proximity to such a sensitive area make me feel nervous, I was also worried about getting stuck in the sandy track. Still, these roads were our only option for exploring these lakes, and I observed all the other drivers taking the same routes. Eventually, we reached a magnificent viewpoint high above a waterway where we could see over hundreds of square kilometers. Another colony of White-Fronted Bee-Eaters continually came and went under our feet, as we surveyed the area for birds and game, spotting African White-Backed and Lappet-Faced Vultures, giraffes, elephants, and a variety of herons along the shore. Turning back towards the entrance, where I was told the gate closes promptly at sunset (6:30pm), I considered taking a more direct route away from the lakes. After five minutes we had sailed through three unsigned junctions and had no familiar landmarks in sight. Almost needless to say, I quickly turned us around and traveled exactly the same route we had used to enter.

I felt some pressure to arrive at the gate at least half an hour before it would close, so I sped along the dirt roads at considerable speed, passing birds and mammals left and right, until something caught my eye in the trees above. Stopping the car, I watched as a fierce Red-Necked Falcon tore into a dove it had caught just a few minutes before, flinging feathers in the air as it ripped into the bird’s flesh. Having already watched a large number of crocodiles destroy a hippopotamus carcass in an hour, Aimee and I were starting to appreciate the predatory nature of wildlife in east Africa, where all birds and mammals are either hunting or being hunted. Somehow in Ecuador, where plants and fruit grow in such abundance, this vicious cycle of life seemed less apparent.

Reaching the entrance gate with a few minutes to spare, we walked around and picked up some outstanding birds in the dying light, including African Hoopoe and Brown-Breasted Barbet. Surprisingly, we realized that we would have two hours left on our 24-hour entrance fee that we could use the following morning from 6:30 to 8:30am, and so we returned before breakfast the next day, seeing two spotted hyenas, a gorgeous male Green-Winged Pytilia, and several more Green Wood-Hoopoes and Common Scimitarbills. Perhaps we would have seen much more had we paid another $130 and 50,000 Tanzanian shillings for another day in the park, but we decided it was best to take a day off and rest, as the following day would again be spent in transit back to Dar.

Between naps, I did a small walking safari on my own around the Selous Mbega Camp area, which I’m sure violated the safety rules but also landed me a few new bird species, including African Paradise Flycatcher, African Black-Headed Oriole, Retz’s Helmet-Shrike, and Trumpeter Hornbill. I also briefly spotted a wild dog before it ambled away into the dense woodland. Walking around through protected habitat is certainly daunting, not because you might be stalked by a lion, but because you could surprise an elephant. Over dinner on the previous night, an older German couple told us about their walking safari within the park that morning, where they had come within five meters of a massive female elephant with its young. Their armed guide had whisked them away behind a nearby tree and was fully prepared to shoot the elephant should it have charged them.

Notable birds seen: Black-Crowned Night-Heron, Goliath Heron, Common Squacco Heron, Hamerkop, Yellow-Billed Stork, Marabou Stork, African Open-Billed Stork, Hadada Ibis, African Spoonbill, Egyptian Goose, African White-Backed Vulture, Lappet-Faced Vulture, African Fish Eagle, Eastern Chanting Goshawk, African Harrier-Hawk, Bateleur, Dickinson’s Kestrel, Red-Necked Falcon, Water Thick-Knee, Black-Winged Stilt, White-Crowned Lapwing, Spur-Winged Lapwing, African Skimmer, Kittlitz’s Plover, Helmeted Guineafowl, Ring-Necked Dove, Namaqua Dove, Brown-Headed Parrot, Brown-Necked Parrot, Pied Kingfisher, Giant Kingfisher, Brown-Hooded Kingfisher, Malachite Kingfisher, Little Bee-Eater, White-Fronted Bee-Eater, Lilac-Breasted Roller, Crowned Hornbill, Trumpeter Hornbill, African Grey Hornbill, Southern Ground Hornbill, Green Wood-Hoopoe, Common Scimitarbill, African Hoopoe, Brown-Breasted Barbet, Speckled Mousebird, Wire-Tailed Swallow, Lesser Striped Swallow, African Pied Wagtail, Yellow-Breasted Apalis, White-Browed Robin-Chat, Red-Capped Robin-Chat, Collared Palm-Thrush, Black-Throated Wattle-Eye, Pale Batis, Blue-Mantled Crested Flycatcher, Black-Backed Puff-Back, White-Crested Helmet-Shrike, Retz’s Helmet-Shrike, Black Cuckoo-Shrike, Southern Blue-Eared Starling, Violet-Backed Starling, Olive Sunbird, Scarlet-Chested Sunbird, Purple-Banded Sunbird, African Black-Headed Oriole, African Golden Weaver, Black-Faced Weaver, Southern Cordon-Bleu, African Firefinch, Green-Winged Pytilia, Yellow-Fronted Canary.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Pick a Quality Rifle and a Common Caliber









The following pearls of wisdom come from years of hunting, guiding others and being in hunting camps all over the country. When it comes to rifles, step up to the plate and buy quality. I am not talking about some exotic brand and caliber that cost a fortune just so everyone can "Ooh" and "Ahh" over it when you take it out of the case. I mean buy a top of the line rifle from a tried and proven company that you can carry to hell and back and it will shoot every time you pull the trigger. Don’t go out and buy the first ever released new special model for your depend-on-every-shot rifle. On the other hand don’t go out and buy some cheap rifle put out by a company that makes bargain firearms for your primary hunting rifle. I am talking about buying rifles like Remington, Savage, Winchester and Weatherby that are solid proven designs. I only mention Weatherby for those that have them in normal calibers and not the special Weatherby designed cartridges. I know lots of you have this or that rifle made by so and so that is great, so do I, but when the rifle has to perform every time without a hiccup I carry a rifle I can depend on to fire when needed. If it is a rifle based on one of the solid designs and major companies, that has been worked by some custom gunsmith, so much the better, if you believe in the smiths work. I have seen several shots-of-a-lifetime fumbled because some fancy rifle failed to feed properly or jammed. I have seen outstanding trophies missed because of flinching, caused by fear of magnum cartridge recoil. Both of these things are so easy to prevent and it is sad they occur at all, but it happens to people every season.

I have a Remington model 700 ADL in .243 that my father bought for me at Gibson’s Discount Center in Abilene, Texas when I was nine years old. That rifle has been carried all over Texas, New Mexico and Colorado and you would not believe the game it has accounted for through those years. I carried it often as a guide rifle when backing other hunters and it has put down game wounded by much more exotic and magnum calibers. I have traded it off for a shot to many a hunter that could not hit their game with a magnum rifle but made the shot with that little .243. That rifle has never failed to work and I shoot it still today. It has never been in the shop, nothing has ever broken and I will pass it on to one of my daughters to use and treasure. I can walk into any country store, box store or any place ammo is sold, and purchase ammo for that rifle. Try to buy ammo for some of the exotic calibers in No-where, Texas. If you never had someone show up in camp without their ammo you have not hunted enough. If they have a common caliber someone can usually loan them some ammo or a trip to the nearest town solves the problem. Some of the Weatherby cartridges are great rounds but I never recommend them as they can be impossible to find and the expense of a box of ammo unreal.

I have a model 70 Winchester that my grandfather shot all his life and passed to my father who passed it to me. I am proud that it continues on with no problems. My father shot a Remington model 700 in .264 Winchester Magnum most of his life and I still shoot it today, but ammo is now getting hard to find and expensive to boot. I know some people need to have the latest, greatest magnum to validate their man card, but I can assure you it is much more important to be able to precisely place a bullet than to be able to stand recoil. I am going elk hunting later this year and I will be carrying a Remington 700 tactical in .308. It has very little recoil and sufficient power to do the job with proper bullet placement. Shoot whatever you do well with and feel comfortable shooting. Be honest with yourself about recoil. If your mind tells you this is going to hurt when you sit down at the bench to sight your rifle in each season; you need to get something that recoils less. If recoil prevents you from properly sighting in a rifle or shooting a good group, you need to get something that recoils less. You can validate you man card with game you hang on the meat pole. None of my hunting buddies laugh at my little rifle any more. Have a great season, Wild Ed

Sunday, September 5, 2010

Texas Hunters Should Also be Bird Watchers



I used to think that bird watchers were really strange people. The ones I had run across at wildlife management areas and refuges ran around in weird clothes with optics and cameras that had names I had never even heard of much less could afford. Many wore goofy hats and fancy outdoor clothes. I have even seen these strange people back in the shallow marshes and flats looking for water birds. They were often seen with their nose stuck in a book or playing tapes of haunting bird calls while peering through large spotting scopes on expensive tripods. I guess there are strange people in every sport and who knows I could even be one of the strangest and just not know it. As I get older I spend more of my time in the field watching wildlife than I do shooting wildlife. I no longer have the desire to just fill my tags and unless I need an animal for the freezer or it is a truly mature specimen or something unique I tend to pass the shot. Some of my clothes are different and I even have a couple of goofy hats, I guess it comes with the territory or maybe just the getting older. I just found a deal on two tripods on Craigslist the other day. Now I can put my spotting scope on one and my camera on the other.

My brother has become an accomplished bird watcher and can identify most of what I can not or can’t find in my bird books. Since I am a falconer I can identify most of the raptors he has problems with so we have kind of crossed lines and talk bird watching quite a bit these days. I often find myself sitting in a deer blind and using my binoculars to watch birds. Yesterday my wife and I sat at the tank to let her shoot a few dove and we spent much of the time watching for different species of birds. We saw Red-tailed hawks, a Merlin, Vultures, a Rain Crow, Mocking birds, a kettle of Broad-winged hawks, a Black Headed Grosbeak, a Great Horned Owl along with the five dove my wife downed that flew over the tank. There was some kind of tiny wren that came to drink at the edge of the stock pond right in front of us but I have not been able to find it in my book to identify it. We saw a whole bunch of different kinds of little sparrows that I call Chi Chi birds so people don't know I that I really don't have a clue what they are.


We have started putting up nest boxes at our small family place so that we will have some species raising young right there for us to observe. Kestrels, Screech owls and bluebirds have new homes waiting for them to occupy this next year courtesy of the Thomas family. It seems that many times other birds and animals don’t realize that the nest boxes were not built for them. A squirrel has taken over one of the Screech Owl houses and a Flycatcher nested in one of the Blue Bird boxes. Anyway we feel that putting up the man-made nest boxes will provide homes for multiple species and increase the wildlife we are able to watch at the place. I am even hoping to build some nest platforms for Red-tailed hawks and Great Horned Owls this next year. Get out and enjoy the wildlife around your area.

We sure have, Wild Ed



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I do it anyway

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University of Dar es Salaam, September 5, 2010

Having made big plans next holiday weekend to visit Selous Game Reserve, the continent’s largest protected region, Aimee and I were hoping this weekend just to relax and perhaps get caught up on some work. On a whim, though, I responded to an offer in this week’s issue of Advertisement Dar offering guided birdwalks in the Dar area. Sunday morning, then, we spent in the company of Andrew Majembe, a Tanzanian conservationist and bird guide, who took us to several different habitats within the campus of the University of Dar es Salaam and greatly furthered our knowledge of east Africa’s spectacular avifauna.

The morning started off with a lot of excitement, as we got out of the car and Andrew immediately started rhapsodizing about a Brown-Breasted Barbet he spotted in a distant tree, calling it one of Dar’s Big Five birds. Indeed, it was a fine bird, but with all the commotion I forgot to make sure the doors of the car were all locked before we headed out on foot, a mistake that cost us our fancy Thermos travel mug, which was snatched later in the morning by an opportunistic passerby. Andrew continued his ebullient praise of the birds of the region as we passed into riparian woodland and birded along the dry riverbed. “Oh, my god!” he would shout as a Grey-Headed Kingfisher flew overhead or a Sulphur-Breasted Bush-Shrike would call in the distance, describing the particular histories of the birds instead of encouraging us to chase after them.

All the talking and birdcall imitations were starting to get on my nerves until the heat of the morning sapped away some of his enthusiasm, and the birds picked up their activity. The site’s specialty is d’Arnaud’s Barbet, a complex-patterned bird that is usually found much further from the coast. We had little trouble finding several individuals from this isolated population, and at one point we watched a pair duet nicely from some cover. Aimee and I also encountered several species that we had seen for the first time the previous weekend at Pugu Hills, such as the Green-Winged Pytilia, Yellow-Rumped Tinkerbird, Black-Throated Wattle-Eye, Narina Trogon, Red-Capped Robin-Chat, and Black Cuckoo-Shrike, which provided us with a sense of continuity. We also solved some puzzles from the previous weekend, including putting a face and name to the call of the vociferous Tropical Boubou.

Throughout the morning, Andrew’s guiding skills were impressive, and he helped greatly in the identification of the Lizard Buzzard, Terrestrial Brownbul, Red-Faced Cisticola, Tawny-Flanked Prinia, Black-Backed Puffback, and Black-Crowned Tchagra, all common enough but confusing birds that would have had me scratching my head in doubt as I flipped through the field guide all morning. His presence also added an edge to our excursion as he pointed out how many good birds we were narrowly missing, hearing the calls of the Four-Colored Bush-Shrike, Blue-Mantled Crested-Flycatcher, White-Browed Robin-Chat, and Peter’s Twinspot, although I did manage to glimpse the latter after he had given up, calling it almost impossible without playback. (It seems like I’m always spotting birds fortuitously like this, and I’ve often wondered whether my height doesn’t give me an advantage in woodland or forest birding. Then again, I imagine every birder feels he has got a quick and well-trained eye.)

Most importantly, Andrew’s presence alleviated the anxiety I would have felt if we were birding here on our own, as there is practically an entire village living on campus back in the area that we birded and a lot of people were continually walking around and eyeing us. Later in the morning, as we went to check on the artificial ponds on the other side of campus, I was especially grateful for his company as he warded off some guards in Swahili who were trying to extort us for taking photographs of the waterbirds, including the difficult Madagascar Squacco Heron. There were also a dozen delightful Hamerkop present, as well as a pair of Palm-Nut Vultures and a poor Black-Chested Snake Eagle that was driven off by a horde of House Crows. Despite losing our prized coffee mug, it was an excellent morning, and I would highly recommend Andrew’s guiding services to a variety of sites in the area (we paid $20 per person for a half day, and his contact information is 0784 490 399 or birdingdarserengeti@rocketmail.com).

Notable birds seen: Long-Tailed Cormorant, Madagascar Squacco Heron, Black-Headed Heron, Grey Heron, Hamerkop, African Open-Billed Stork, Sacred Ibis, Palm-Nut Vulture, Black-Chested Snake-Eagle, Lizard Buzzard, Black-Winged Stilt, Three-Banded Plover, Common Sandpiper, Common Greenshank, Marsh Sandpiper, White-Browed Coucal, Little Swift, Speckled Mousebird, Narina Trogon, Striped Kingfisher, Brown-Hooded Kingfisher, Grey-Headed Kingfisher, Little Bee-Eater, Yellow-Rumped Tinkerbird, Red-Fronted Tinkerbird, Brown-Breasted Barbet, d’Arnaud’s Barbet, Lesser Striped Swallow, Grassland Pipit, Black Cuckoo-Shrike, Terrestrial Brownbul, Zanzibar Sombre Greenbul, Red-Capped Robin-Chat, Red-Faced Cisticola, Tawny-Flanked Prinia, Bar-Throated Apalis, Black-Throated Wattle-Eye, Amethyst Sunbird, Olive Sunbird, Purple-Banded Sunbird, Scarlet-Chested Sunbird, Collared Sunbird, Tropical Boubou, Black-Backed Puffback, Black-Crowned Tchagra, Black-Bellied Starling, Spectacled Weaver, Grosbeak Weaver, Green-Winged Pytilia, Peter’s Twinspot, Southern Cordon-Bleu, Red-Billed Firefinch, African Firefinch, Black-and-White Mannikin.