Monday, January 31, 2011

Mafia Island: January 28-30, 2011

Aimee and I found out recently that this would be our first and last year living and working in Tanzania, so we’ve decided to make the most of it, taking trips to new places as frequently as our schedules and budgets permit. This weekend it was time to head out to Mafia Island, actually a small archipelago of atoll islands offshore from the Rufiji River Delta, one of east Africa’s most important marine ecosystems. We planned to do some diving on Saturday in Chole Bay, in the storied Mafia Island Marine Park, and then search for whale sharks off the mainland side of the island. As always, I hoped to do a bit of birding on the excursion but didn’t expect to see much more than migratory shorebirds, most notably the dapper Crab Plover.

The coastal area around our hotel had some decent mangrove and coral rag forest habitat, where I had the chance to bird for an hour on Sunday morning. Despite the heat and wind, I found a few decent birds, including the Blue-Cheeked Bee-Eater, Purple-Banded Sunbird, and Pale Batis. Although similar in behavior to flycatchers, the latter is a localized representative of a striking family of birds that includes wattle-eyes and shrike-flycatchers. Very similar in appearance, batises are all small and dimorphic and boldly patterned. I’ve seen a few species before, including this one, but I never hoped to photograph any of them, as they’re extremely active and not very confiding. This time, though, I was able to mimic the male’s clear whistling call, quickly drawing both the female and male in defense of their territory. Note the crown and breast band of both birds, key identification features that distinguish this species from the Black-Headed Batis.

The birding on the beach in front of the hotel was decent too, although I didn't see any Crab Plovers here or around Chole Bay on the other side of the island. Sooty Gull and Greater Crested Tern were common, and I noted the Dimorphic Egret a few times poking through the seaweed that had been washed ashore. Black Kites, Pied Crows, and Indian House Crows contributed further to the general business along the beach. Serious birders looking to explore the island further should consult this excellent article on birding the Mafia Archipelago.

As for the whale sharks, we were lucky to catch up with three spectacular individuals on Sunday morning, heading out after breakfast in a boat from our hotel near Kilindoni (we stayed at Butiama Beach, having purchased a package deal advertised by Coastal Aviation). In less than ten minutes from the shore, we were jumping in the water to swim with these gentle giants as they fed open-mouthed for plankton, filtering rivers of water through their gills. Aimee and I both were able to keep up with the whale sharks for a minute or two, observing the veritable ecosystem that exists around their gaping mouths, including hundreds of remoras, sardines, and other small fish. Despite being over eight meters in length, the only threat they posed was bashing us with their massive tails as they pushed past in the water.

Notable birds seen: Notable birds seen: Sooty Gull, Dimorphic Egret, Greater Crested Tern, Blue-Cheeked Bee-Eater, Pin-Tailed Whydah, Pale Batis, Purple-Banded Sunbird, Collared Sunbird, Pied Kingfisher, Grey Plover, Lilac-Breasted Roller, Broad-Billed Roller, Ringed Plover.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Infected Feral Hogs Found In Two Local Texas Counties







I don’t normally publish news articles on my blog but this item will be of importance to many of you guys that hunt hogs, rabbits or other game. If I was hunting even close to Bell or Coryell Counties I would be very careful. In truth all of us that dress out wild game should make a habit of wearing latex or rubber gloves while dressing game. It would also be wise to carry a bottle of antibacterial hand wash to use when finished. Just a word to the wise, Wild Ed


(January 24, 2011)—Researchers at Texas Tech University’s Institute of Environmental and Human Health warned area farmers, ranchers and hunters Monday to use caution when handling wild game after finding evidence of the bacteria that causes tularemia in feral hogs in Bell and Coryell Counties.

Tularemia is a serious infectious disease caused by the bacteria Francisella tularensis, said Steve Presley, a zoonotic disease researcher who leads the team that tested about 130 feral hogs from Bell, Coryell and Crosby Counties.

Rodents and wild game animals as well as mosquitoes, deer flies and ticks, can carry tularemia, which is commonly known as rabbit fever, he said.

Fifteen percent of the feral hogs from the two Central Texas counties and 50 percent of those from Crosby County showed evidence of current or past infection, he said.

“We have found high levels of antibodies in these pigs that show they have been infected with Francisella tularensis and found that some of these pigs were actively infected with it,” Presley said.

“The bacteria are constantly present in animals in this area and the feral hog population, but normally it’s only a small number of cases. This is a huge number of infected animals.”

What the researchers have yet to determine is the subspecies of bacteria infecting the hogs.

The Type B subspecies can cause illness in wildlife, domestic animals and humans, but poses a less serious health threat to humans, Presley said.

But the Type A subspecies can be lethal to humans, he said, and the U.S. Centers For Disease Control and Prevention considers it a viable bio-weapons agent.

Regardless of which type it turns out to be, Presley says anyone who may come into contact with wild animals—especially those that might hunt or eat wild hogs—should be cautious.

“If you are handling or cleaning or eating wild game, particularly hogs, deer or rabbits, you should be wearing rubber gloves and eye protection when you’re dressing wild game,” he said.

“The bacteria can enter any sort of small cut or hangnail. During this time of year, it might not be as big of an issue, but you should check yourself for ticks, wear tick repellent and avoid biting flies, including mosquitoes.”

Presley also recommends making sure game meats are thoroughly cooked before eating them and says homeowners and lawn care professionals should look for wild rabbit nests hidden in tall grasses prior to mowing.

The discovery was made while the researchers were looking for brucellosis.

They found no evidence of that disease, and were surprised to find evidence of tularemia, said Brad Dabbert, associate chairman of Tech’s Department of Natural Resources Management.

“Traditionally, it’s a rabbit disease, but it does get reported in birds and other mammals,” Dabbert said.

“Since hogs can range over large areas, it’s certainly possible that they can transport this stuff. That’s kind of the critical issue now. The other thing we’re trying to do is look for it in other animals now to more accurately answer that question,” he said.

Between 2000 and 2008, only eight human cases of tularemia were reported in Texas, Tech said Monday.

About 125 are reported each year in the U.S., Tech said.

Texas AgriLife Extension Service says feral hogs can be found in 230 of Texas' 254 counties and cause annual damages of nearly $400 million.

Monday, January 24, 2011

Mikumi National Park: January 22-23, 2011

If only Mikumi National Park were closer to Dar es Salaam, I find myself saying in the midmorning after already four hours of driving. Then, we could slip out of the city on Friday for the entire weekend, instead of only for one night. I could also put a serious dent in the park's bird list, the surface of which I've barely scratched in my three visits. It's tough working long hours during the week, only to shake oneself awake on Saturday morning for a predawn escape from the heat and traffic of east Africa's busiest port city. The promise of birds, both new and old, and even more spectacular game like lion and wild dog, though, is stronger than any coffee I might be sipping as I dart past tractors and trucks along the road. The allure of Mikumi was particularly strong this weekend as the rains had finally soaked into the grasslands of the Mkata Plain, sprouting green grass almost waist high in areas where previously there had been only dry chaff and dusty dirt.

Opting for new accommodation to pair with the change in scenery, Aimee and I stayed at the only tented camp deep within the park's boundaries, Foxes Safari Camp, far from the busy road that passes through the heart of the protected area. From here, we planned to do a few game drives and enjoy the wildlife from the patio of our platform, upon which sat an oversized furnished canvas tent. Indeed, staying in a luxurious tent is practically half the fun of going on safari in east Africa, although it's easy enough to find budget accommodation outside most parks and reserves. In these colonial bush camps, I can't help myself sometimes from speaking in clipped sentences stripped of adjectives and staring off into the distance as if towards the snows of Kilimanjaro. Aimee doesn't go for that Hemingway crap, though, and she usually snaps me out of my charade when I start using sexist language. One thing's for sure: we're certainly not roughing it out here on our birding trips.

The entrance of the park, near the waterhole in front of Mikumi Wildlife Camp, is arguably the most interesting area of the park in terms of wildlife, and each time we pass through the gate we always see something new and striking. This time it was a pair of challenging raptors to identify, the Eurasian Hobby and the melanistic Gabar Goshawk. The latter was particularly difficult, as the cere of the bird was clearly black instead of red, but I was forced to accept this anomaly due to the lack of alternatives. It's certainly a unwieldy method for identifying a bird species, eliminating all of the other five hundred possibilities, but it's not the first time I've had to resort to extreme measures to tick a new bird. Before moving on, we also noted a male Beautiful Sunbird chattering away noisily while flashing it's showy chest in the sun.

After the initial rush of observations, we settled back in our seats to absorb the landscape, which was softened by grassy plains and leafy trees. Our last visit in November, the park was so barren and arid that Aimee was inspired to write a blog post entitled Death in Mikumi, containing gruesome photographs of starving antelope, salivating scavengers, and stripped carcasses. The dominant color this time was clearly green, and the game had spread out gloriously over the plain, instead of huddling together tightly at a watering hole. Of course, the predators were still out and about, and we shortly ran into two female lions resting in a drainage pipe along the road, breathing hard despite lying motionlessly in the relatively cool shade. One lioness was nursing a newborn cub, and it was clear from the wildebeest bones littered about that they were using this ditch as a camp of their own while the cub gained strength.

As we continued back towards Mwanamboga Waterhole, near where the camp is located, I was surprised not to see more birds. I had imagined huge flocks of whydahs were present in the rainy season with the males in magnificent breeding plumage, but aside from one flock of Pin-Tailed Whydahs I was generally disappointed by the volume of birdlife. Indeed, apart from one terrific Yellow-Throated Longclaw, we didn't see much of note after passing Millenium Dam, another waterhole where we spotted an African Darter. Arriving at the camp after a few hours of driving safari, we settled in to lunch in the huge thatched hut that sits on top of a rocky hill, referred to as a Stanley's Koppies, named after one of Africa's greatest but most problematic 19th century explorers. From this privileged vantage point, we could look out over the plains where several of his Arabic counterparts used to march prisoners off to the slave market on Zanzibar.

After a quick encounter with a Pearl-Spotted Owlet, followed by a long nap in the tent, we headed out for an evening game drive, exploring a circuit that passes the Mwanamboga Waterhole. Here we found a lovely colony of European Bee-Eaters, whose fashionable blue and chestnut plumage earned Aimee's approval. Later, we encountered a massive flock of Wattled Starlings, containing several hundred birds, including many males in their bizarre breeding plumage, complete with yellow mask and black wattle. A calling Black-Bellied Bustard rounded out the evening, which we had secretly hoped would end with a lion kill, as always. During dinner we were treated to the sound of a pair of African Scops-Owl, but I didn't have my act together to seriously go owling, an activity requiring so much more dedication than mere birding that it deserves its own name. Amazingly, the following morning we were more or less blanked on our morning game drive and opted to skip back to Dar to enjoy the late afternoon at the pool. As if it were only that easy.

Notable birds seen: Northern Pied Babbler, European Bee-Eater, Tropical Boubou, Red-Billed Buffalo-Weaver, Black-Bellied Bustard, Southern Cordon-Bleu, White-Browed Coucal, African Darter, Bateleur, Long-Tailed Fiscal, African Grey Flycatcher, Gabar Goshawk, Helmeted Guineafowl, Hamerkop, Black-Headed Heron, Eurasian Hobby, African Hoopoe, African Grey Hornbill, Southern Ground Hornbill, Common Kestrel, Grey Kestrel, Crowned Lapwing, Blacksmith Lapwing, Yellow-Throated Longclaw, Pearl-Spotted Owlet, Yellow-Billed Oxpecker, European Roller, Lilac-Breasted Roller, White-Browed Sparrow-Weaver, Red-Necked Spurfowl, Greater Blue-Eared Starling, Superb Starling, Wattled Starling, Marabou Stork, Open-Billed Stork, Beautiful Sunbird, Scarlet-Chested Sunbird, Barn Swallow, Black-Crowned Tchagra, African White-Backed Vulture, White-Faced Whistling-Duck, Pin-Tailed Whydah.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Airguns, They're Not Just For Kids Anymore



Best Airguns BAM B26


I remember back as a kid in West Texas roaming the woods and vacant subdivisions overgrown with cactus, johnson grass and mesquite. My buddies and I pretending we were on safari in the tall grass with Peter Hathaway Capstick facing Cape Buffalo or a wounded elephant. Sometimes we were scouting the Cumberland Trail with Daniel Boone and his Indian scouts. Other times we were standing on the adobe wall with Bowie, Crockett and Travis defending the Alamo. There were days where we were cowboys defending a wagon train full of settlers from a Comanche war party. In all of these adventures our weapon of choice was the magnificent, lever-action Daisy BB gun. No sparrow, starling or cactus rat was safe from our crew and there were no casualties on our side, although our moms were always pulling cactus spines and putting band aids on scratches and cuts at the end of the day. What memories those little guns helped to create right up until we got our first real rifles and put the BB guns away as children’s toys. Those were great times and made wonderful memories. Those little guns also helped turn several of us into pretty good shooters and hunters. The skills learned back then are still used today in our hunting and shooting.





Daisy 693 Co2

In the last few years I have rediscovered airguns and my wife thinks also my second childhood. In my defense, these are not the BB guns of old but adult full sized precision airguns. Many people are coming back around to the airguns of their youth but with much more advanced equipment and power. The precision adult airguns manufactured today are capable of extreme accuracy for target shooting and have sufficient power to hunt game. Serious target shooting with airguns used to be a youth oriented sport but is becoming something in which shooters of all ages now participate. Airgun competitions are held by the NRA and other shooting groups throughout the USA. Airgun shooting is also an official Olympic sport. Field and Target shooting airgun clubs are showing up in lots of places. Hunting airguns now come in enough power to hunt small, mid size and even big game. The big game airguns are used by a limited few but the technology has advanced so that many airguns are available that will take small game and even predators like fox and raccoon.


Crosman Nitro Trail


I have taken the step into airgunning for several reasons. One is economy, once you purchase a quality airgun the ammo is simply a lead or alloy pellet. No brass case, no primer and no powder so you are simply buying a projectile which allows one to shoot a lot more for a lot less money. This means I will practice more which makes me also more proficient with regular firearms because of the time spent shooting. I have a couple of Co2 pistols that allow me to practice even indoors with a proper pellet trap. Shooting a few hundred rounds with the pellet pistols cost a fraction of what one box of regular pistol ammo would cost. This practice keeps my form and eye tuned for shooting my powder burning pistols as all of the techniques are the same.


Crosman Custom Shop 2300


Another reason is safety. I can shoot an airgun with a limited flight pellet in populated areas. After about 50 yards, the pellet begins to slow rapidly and falls without danger to others. With an airgun I can hunt in suburbia and on farms in populated areas where a regular firearm would not be welcome. I have spent several mornings hunting squirrels in a pecan orchard close to town with my air rifle where conventional firearms are not welcome. Removal of unwanted pests such as rats, sparrows, starlings or pigeons in buildings or communities can be an option with quiet, efficient airguns.

Airguns have come a long way and today there are many companies making some very good equipment. Crosman, Benjamin, RWS, Gamo and others are available with an airgun for almost every use. Many of your favorite box stores and sporting stores carry adult airguns. I am not going to make any recommendations but I am including some links where you can learn much more about adult airguns and get all the information you would need to purchase one and use it. Many of these websites are frequented by airgun experts that would be happy to answer your questions. Go out and get your own airgun and enjoy your second childhood, Wild Ed

This article is dedicated to my childhood buddy Roy Churchill who has gone on to the ultimate adventure before the rest of us. Thanks for the memories, Ed

Monday, January 17, 2011

German Chefs to Visit Texas











I recently received an email from a Chef in Berlin, Germany wanting to know where and what to take in on a visit to Texas. I am including Konrad's email along with my limited response. I am hoping some of you will leave comments about places you think Konrad's group would enjoy visiting. Thanks, Wild Ed

"Hi Ed

We are three chefs from Berlin, Germany who would like to get an insight on Texas wildlife and farming. Can you recommend any place where we could hike, fish, ride and overall get to see some of the Texan life?

We would be very happy if you could help. We will be in Texas by the end of March, around the 18th.

Thank you

Konrad"



Konrad, I want to warn you that Texas is big. It can take 10-15 hours to drive all the way across Texas. Here is a link to the Texas Parks and Wildlife website where you can get information on fishing and hiking the parks along with entry and fishing license fees. http://www.tpwd.state.tx.us/
I would recommend you visit the Texas Hill Country and Highland lakes area which is along the Colorado River and all are good fishing and hiking. Be sure and go to Llano and eat at Cooper’s Bar B Que for a taste of Texas smoked meats. You might want to go south from there to Fredericksburg, one of the original settlements of German people in Texas. On the way to Fredericksburg you will go by Enchanted Rock State Park where you can climb the largest Granite dome mountain in the world. The view from the top is AWESOME. Be sure and stop to read all the historical markers along the highways about the German settlements and Indian battles in the area. The Germans were instrumental in settling the area and defending the frontier. My family on my father's side were originally from Germany and it showed in their work ethic and foods. Fredericksburg will let you see how important the German people were to Texas history and the development of Texas into what it has become today. Be sure and visit the city park and the historical statues. While you are in the Fredericksburg area take in the peach orchards and the wildflower farms. Ask people along the way where you should go and what you should see. If you stay out of the big cities I think you will find Texas to be a wonderful, friendly place. You would probably enjoy New Braunfels and Kerrville. In New Braunfels you can find some of the best Smoked Sausage in Texas. West Texas and then south to the Big Bend country across the high desert is nice also but it is a long way between towns. Marfa and Alpine are two of my favorite towns in that part of the State. Even a trip south to Rockport or Aransas Pass to take in the Texas coast and seafood is worthwhile. I don't know much about the High Plains as there is not much there but big farms as far as you can see in many areas. I haven’t learned a lot about East Texas except I hear it is full of trees and East Texans, although I understand they have some nice lakes, rivers and swamps. It is very hard to tell someone what to do on a trip here but I will stick with visiting the Texas Hill Country and the areas west of the Capitol of Austin. Blanco is a neat small cowboy town west of Austin and just north you can go to Marble Falls on the Colorado River and have pie and coffee at the famous Bluebonnet Cafe. It has some of the best pie in Texas. My grandparents used to take me there on Sundays about 50 years ago and it is still great today. Not far away is Inks Lake State Park which is a good place to fish and has some fantastic hiking trails. There are a lot of big carp, catfish and bass in the lake. You will find lots of deer and there are exotic game ranches with species from all over the world including the German Red Deer. The Hill Country has also become a center for vineyards and wine production in Texas. There are many vineyards and wineries that offer tours.
Be sure and eat a Chicken Fried Steak while you are here as Texas has some of the best. Have a great trip, Wild Ed



PS: Konrad, I am going to post your email along with my response in hopes that some of the readers will post additional information about where and what in Texas for you to do in the comments section. Be sure and check back to the site and see what is posted.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Staying Healthy

Trips to Tanzania are extremely expensive, even for residents, and great care should be taken to stay healthy during one's travels in the region. During the year I spent living and traveling here, I suffered from a wide variety of maladies that either reduced my enjoyment of trips or cost me valuable opportunities to see and experience wildlife. For example, Aimee and I had just begun a five-day trek through the Ngorongoro Crater highlands when I fell ill with malaria, forcing us to cancel our trip and absorb the cost of the exorbitant park fees. Indeed, during our only game drive on the crater floor itself, I was so delirious with fever that I could barely lift my binoculars to observe my first Black Rhino in the distance. Dengue, malaria, yellow fever, typhoid, and hepatitis are just some of the familiar viral and bacterial diseases one could contract by mosquito bite or water ingestion, and the list of more exotic sounding diseases is even more impressive, and scary. Taking a malaria prophylaxis is strongly advised, but common sense measures against getting sick are equally important, such as wearing long and loose-fitting clothing, using insect repellent, and avoiding eating uncooked vegetables.

Aside from getting malaria, my largest personal struggle with health involved tsetse flies. These large biting flies feed on the blood of vertebrate animals and are famous for transmitting human sleeping sickness, which is rare in most parts of Tanzania. During my stay in the region, I became increasingly sensitive to their bites, culminating at the end of my stay in intense allergic reactions where my entire appendage would swell up painfully for days if I sustained just one bite on my arm or leg. As the flies swarm slow-moving vehicles passing through woodland and often bite through thick clothing, I was reduced to doing much of my birding from inside a car with windows rolled up, wearing a rain jacket for extra protection. Mosquitoes, sand flies, ticks, fleas, and lice can all transmit disease, so wearing insect repellent and shoes, socks, and long pants and shirts is highly recommended even when the temperatures soar midday. Remember that the price of being uncomfortable is a lot less than the cost of sitting out a safari.

Deforestation and Charcoal Production

Daily life in Dar es Salaam, especially in Msasani where many foreigners live and work, is permeated by the steady grind of diesel generators. The electricity is off almost as much as it's on, and businesses, schools, and homes are left to generate power for themselves for irregular periods of the day and night. Of course, most Tanzanians can't afford electric power to begin with, and in urban areas their principle means of fueling stoves to cook and boil water is charcoal. The country burns roughly one million tons of charcoal annually, outpacing the reforestation rate by three to one. Using charcoal as fuel is significantly more damaging than firewood because its production requires the destruction of the entire tree, and a considerable part of the energy content of wood is wasted in the production of charcoal as well. Deforestation around urban zones like Dar es Salaam is particularly bad, and the forests of Pugu Hills Reserve just west of the city have been completely degraded despite modest attempts at conservation. Indeed on several birding excursions in the area, I have encountered men cutting down trees with machetes and processing charcoal, both inside and outside the reserve boundaries.

There are similar pressures on forests up and down the coast, although transportation costs add considerably to the price of charcoal the further one gets from Dar (not surprisingly diesel is almost $1.50 USD per liter). Charcoal production is typically conducted on a small scale, where farmers and colonists produce small quantities in local forests and sell them on the highways to middlemen passing through in lorries. Often, you'll see men on bikes peddling huge bags of charcoal to the nearest collection point or market, looking to add a modicum of value to their product by delivering it themselves. Similar economizing occurs on the demand side as well, and on trips in and out of the city, I've witnessed drivers stop at small farms along the highway to buy charcoal directly from the producers (our safari driver did this once on a trip to the Selous Game Reserve). What's the solution, then? Electric stoves certainly aren't feasible, and the cost of kerosene and gas stoves remains too high. On the supply side, making charcoal briquettes from wood waste products would be an improvement over lump charcoal, even better making briquettes out of paper and biomass waste, but production requires special machinery and binding materials. Creating more efficient stoves would certainly reduce the need for charcoal, but Tanzania's high population growth rate, which hovers around 3%, is a serious obstacle to a demand-side solution.

For a more detailed discussion of the issue, check out Jean Kim Chaix's article "Is a Charcoal Crisis Looming for Tanzania?"

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Mount Meru, Arusha National Park: December 23-26, 2010

Foreseeing the fatigue that a three-week driving safari in northern Tanzania could inspire, Aimee and I made sure to schedule some activities during our long vacation that would force us to get out of the car and stretch our legs a bit. The first of these was a four-day climb of Mount Meru, Tanzania’s second highest peak at 4566 meters (it’s the continent’s seventh highest mountain). In clear sight of Kilimanjaro, Meru is generally recognized as being the more rewarding, beautiful, and fun climb, as the ascent is more varied and difficult, the habitat more pristine, and the trail and huts far less crowded. Indeed, the experience didn’t disappoint as Aimee, Mark, and I were treated to fabulous wildlife while enjoying an interesting and dynamic hike, culminating with our arrival at the summit at dawn of the third day.

I’ve been on several excursions now that have promised to be a dual trekking and wildlife viewing experience, most notably our 8-day adventure on Sumaco in Ecuador, where we birded up and down an isolated jungle volcano. Although the climbing involved on Meru was much less intense, there was still a fair amount of pressure on the trail to hurry along and stay on schedule. While it had been my original plan to linger long at each hint of birdsong, I was frequently forced to abandon pursuit of a bird to avoid being left behind. Normally, it’s not a bid deal for a climbing party to spread out over a trail, but on Meru it’s imperative that hikers are accompanied by an armed ranger at all times, as elephant, buffalo, and even leopard pose a serious threat. Taken out of context, this was a bit frustrating, but ultimately I was grateful for opportunity to watch birds from a perspective other than behind a steering wheel.

The entire morning of our first day was spent organizing our expedition party, which included an armed ranger, half a dozen porters, and several guides connected to Safari Makers, the company we paid to set up the trip ($180 per person per day). Actually, I’m not sure exactly how many people contributed to our ascent, but I’m confident it was at least a three to one ratio. One noteworthy reason for the impressive size of our party was that there are such strict regulations about the number of kilograms that porters can carry. In fact, the system of climbing Meru, and I imagine at Kilimanjaro, is so organized and regulated that it’s almost an out of country experience for expatriate residents accustomed to the splendid chaos that permeates so many activities in Tanzania, from catching a bus to buying some bananas. So, while the team packed and weighed, and unpacked and weighed, each porter’s pack, we sized up the mountain over lunch.

Mount Meru is a spectacularly blown-out crater with a massive resurgent cone. Its lower flanks are covered in gorgeous montane forest filled with large game, monkeys, and birds. The forest become more stunted as the elevation increases, leading eventually to high-altitude moorland and rocky bare earth along the crater rim. There are two huts, Miriakambo and Saddle Huts, and climbers typically summit on the second night arriving at the summit in the early morning after climbing for approximately six hours in the dark. The views of Arusha National Park and Mount Kilimanjaro to the northwest are simply breathtaking, making this one of the most unique climbing experiences in all of Africa. As with all other tourist activities in Tanzania though, climbing Meru is ridiculously expensive and nearly impossible to arrange and conduct independently.

The birding is similar to what Aimee and I had experienced the previous three days while exploring the park in our car. My two target birds for the hike were the east African endemic Hartlaub’s Turaco, a large arboreal crested bird, and the bizarre Lamergeier, a massive bearded vulture that sticks to barren rocky heights where it is sometimes seen dropping animal bones on boulders to access the marrow. Along the way, I was hoping to pick up several of the stunning long-tailed sunbirds of the region as well as some of the more common montane forest species that we had missed on our drives, including the Montane White-Eye, Yellow-Bellied Waxbill, and Mountain Greenbull.

On that first afternoon, we took the long route to the Miriakamba Hut, passing through beautiful forest draped in mosses and epiphytes. We encountered a raucous group of Silvery-Cheeked Hornbills, dozens of Olive Pigeons diving overhead, and many male Eastern Double-Collared Sunbirds. The Montane White-Eye indeed proved to be common, and Olive Thrush was shy but also frequently seen. As Mark and I stopped every few meters to gaze at our surroundings or consider a thoughtful point in our conversation, we fell further and further behind, irritating our ranger to the point where he questioned our ability to summit the mountain. This misunderstanding cost me my first look at Hartlaub’s Turaco, one of which I had determined to be in the crown of a tree but not quite located. The bird of the day ended up being a lovely White-Starred Robin, which I saw briefly as it passed along the forest edge in a clearing during one of our many breaks.

The following day was easily my favorite of the trip, as we ascended slowly up the steep trail to the Saddle Hut. The weather was clear and sunny, and the shrubs along the trail were in glorious bloom attracting hordes of nectar-feeding sunbirds, including Tacazze, Golden-Winged, and Eastern Double-Collared Sunbirds. Elegant, iridescent, and a bit hyperactive like hummingbirds, these high-altitude long-tailed sunbirds are worth lingering over as they argue over territories and display for females. At one point, Aimee and I witnessed eight male Tacazze Sunbirds on a single giant lobelia flower, one of the region’s more exotic flora standing at over five meters tall. Of course, on this day I finally lock onto the Hartlaub’s Turaco, leaf green except for its striking red, white, and blue facial pattern. The birds are best seen actually in swift flight overhead, as their crimson-colored wings make a powerful impression against the blue sky.

Reaching the summit at dawn after only a few hours of sleep and a long, slow march to the top, I realized irritably that I wouldn’t discover the Lamergeier on this trip. None of the guides on the mountain that night had seen one for several years, and the crater itself just seemed too isolated to support a mating pair. Supposedly on Kilimanjaro they are seen regularly, and according to my guidebook a few years ago a juvenile would hang around one of the huts on the popular Marangu Route during the day. Initially disappointed, I was soon gladdened by the sight of hundreds of Alpine Swifts soaring around the summit. Eventually, I warmed up to the spectacular scene with the massive crater plummeting down before my feet, and Kili standing sentinel in the rosy distance. It’s just like a birder to miss the forest for the bird.

Our two-day descent was plagued by poor weather, and Aimee and I were thoroughly soaked by an afternoon thunderstorm on my favorite section of the trail. Before nearly catching hypothermia and having to do jumping jacks in the rain to stay warm, I did find a few new birds, including Scaly Francolin and another east African endemic, Hunter’s Cisticola. Yellow-Bellied Waxbill was easy to find along the trail from the Miriakamba Hut to the Momela entrance gate, and we also noted White-Fronted and Little Bee-Eaters in the plain just before the hike ended. This final stretch is a remarkable one, as the trail passes through an open area frequented by buffalo, giraffe, warthog, and various ungulates, making for a true walking safari experience.

Notable birds seen: Scaly Francolin, Olive Pigeon, Silvery-Cheeked Hornbill, Little Bee-Eater, White-Fronted Bee-Eater, White-Starred Robin, Olive Thrush, Mountain Greenbull, Common Stonechat, African Dusky Flycatcher, Variable Sunbird, Tacazze Sunbird, Golden-Winged Sunbird, Eastern Double-Collared Sunbird, Montane White-Eye, Common Fiscal, Hartlaub’s Turaco, White-Naped Raven, Alpine Swift, Hunter’s Cisticola, Yellow-Bellied Waxbill, Streaky Seedeater.

Arusha National Park: December 20-22, 2010

Short on big game, such as the elephant and lion, Arusha National Park ($35 per person per 24 hours) draws relatively few visitors compared to other national parks on the northern Tanzania tourist circuit. The park is a marvel, though, encompassing a wide variety of habitats and including two spectacular volcanic features, Mount Meru (4,566 meters) and Ngurdoto Crater, which is fully intact at 400 meters deep and 3 kilometers in diameter. Aimee and I first had two full days to explore the lower-elevations of the park on our own, and then we would embark on a four-day ascent of Meru along with our friend from Ecuador, Mark Thurber, who would join us after working on an environmental consulting project in Libya.

The Arusha area is littered with places to stay, offering everything from budget options in the city to high-end camps inside the park’s boundaries. We decided on a modest but comfortable lodge just outside the park, Meru Mbega Lodge, owned by the same folks who ran the lodge we stayed at just outside the Selous Game Reserve in October. After getting settled, we made the short drive to the park entrance, where we greeted with the welcome sight of intact montane forest covering hundreds of square kilometers. Given the impressive rate at which Tanzania is converting its forests and woodland into charcoal, even within its parks and reserves, I’m always relieved to witness a successful conservation effort.

With the plan of exploring the Momella Lakes on the far side of the park, saving the crater for the following day, we drove off across the park on its principle gravel road, stopping to admire some zebras, warthogs, and buffalo in a clearing along the way. We were surprised to see packed busses bouncing along the same road, as well as lorries barreling down it at high-speeds, but unfortunately this is the norm as the park straddles the ridge between two cities, with this road being the most direct route connecting them. The high volume of traffic made our next bird sighting even more surprising, a pair of African Crowned Eagles hunting vervet monkeys from a roadside perch within the forest.

Aimee and I had pulled over to the side of the road as soon as we had spotted these massive eagles swooping from perch to perch as they pursued a terrified troop of monkeys. Meanwhile, busses and safari vehicles raced past us sending up dust and gravel in all directions. Much like Harpy Eagles in size, stature, and stoicism, the African Crowned Eagles continued to stalk the moneys ruthlessly, unperturbed by noisy vehicles or the amazed birders who were observing them at close range. Raising their crests expressively, they worked together, one to distract the monkeys in the open while the other approached them from deeper cover. The male in particular appeared powerful enough to kill a young impala, which makes the monkeys they were hunting more of an appetizer than a main course. Eventually, they retreated into the forest unsuccessful, leaving Aimee and I thrilled with what would be our most impressive bird observation of the entire trip.

Near the Momella Lakes, the park’s habitat changes abruptly from moist montane forest to arid savanna and acacia woodland. Fed by underground streams, the alkaline lakes are large and shallow, supporting a rich avifauna highlighted by the gaudy Lesser Flamingo. Indeed, the larger of the two lakes is home to more individual birds than I’ve ever seen at one time, and Aimee and I were transfixed by the sight, sound, and smell of more than ten thousand Lesser Flamingoes feeding together. Other good bird observations made while driving around the lakes included the Great Crested Grebe, Great Cormorant, and African Moustached Warbler, and we also noted giraffe, Kirk’s Dik-Dik, and waterbuck. Exiting the park at sunset, we were treated to the magnificent site of a full moon rising over Mount Kilimanjaro to the northwest.

The following morning, we returned to the park, this time to explore the crater rim, which requires some fearless 4x4 driving up steep, forested tracks. Hoping for a glimpse of the east African endemic Hartlaub’s Turaco, I stopped frequently along the way and we figured out the identification of a few new bird species, including the White-Eared Barbet, Stripe-Cheeked Bulbul, and Cinnamon-Chested Bee-Eater. We then checked out the crater floor from two viewpoints, the neatest perspective offered by The Glade, which afforded spectacular views of both Meru and the crater. Aside from a few buffalo and hippopotamus, we didn’t see much wildlife down below on the marshy floor, but the forest on the outer walls of the crater was magnificent, with much larger trees than those found along the principle park roads.

Relaxing in the gardens of the lodge in the afternoon, Aimee and I were delighted by a pair of African Hoopoe feeding in the grass. These clownish birds were so absorbed in the act of searching out grubs and beetles deep in the ground that we were able to approach them within two meters as they probed into the soil with their long decurved bills. The male would periodically raise its crown feathers and flash its beautiful crest, and at one point it crowed in celebration after delivering a savory morsel to its mate. They stuck around all afternoon, dashing about the garden in dipping, woodpecker-like flight as they methodically worked over one patch of earth after another.

The following morning we picked up Mark at the Kilimanjaro International Airport, stopping in Arusha briefly to pick up some extra supplies for our climb beginning on the next day. Although Mark had been on the road for weeks in Libya, and had to take typically arduous route to get to northern Tanzania, we dragged him immediately into the park, where we had set up a canoe safari on the Momella Lakes with Green Footprint Adventures. If you’re serious about seeing wildlife in Tanzania’s National Parks, you’ll have to suffer through long hours of driving in 4x4 vehicles, so it’s imperative that you take advantage of every opportunity to get out of the car and do something different. Paddling around the lakes in the late afternoon light was definitely a welcome treat, and we witnessed some excellent wildlife, including hippopotamus, giraffe, and an albino baboon. Mark even spotted a Serval Cat, which is a beautifully spotted predator that hunts shorebirds by stalking them within the cover of tall grass.

Notable birds seen: Little Grebe, Great Crested Grebe, Great Cormorant, Long-Tailed Cormorant, Lesser Flamingo, Greater Flamingo, Spur-Winged Goose, Egyptian Goose, Cape Teal, Southern Pochard, Hottentot Teal, African Crowned Eagle, African Fish Eagle, African White-Backed Vulture, Mountain Buzzard, African Jacana, Black-and-White Cuckoo, White-Browed Coucal, Narina Trogon, African Hoopoe, Silvery-Cheeked Hornbill, Crowned Hornbill, White-Fronted Bee-Eater, Cinnamon-Chested Bee-Eater, White-Eared Barbet, Grey Woodpecker, Mountain Greenbull, Stripe-Cheeked Greenbull, African Dusky Flycatcher, Common Stonechat, Black Cuckoo-Shrike, African Moustached Warbler, Chin-Spot Batis, African Paradise Flycatcher, Montane White-Eye, Bronze Sunbird, Variable Sunbird, Common Waxbill, Crimson-Rumped Waxbill.

Kilimanjaro National Park: December 19-20, 2010

While approaching massive Mount Kilimanjaro, which was obscured by clouds on an otherwise sunny day, we decided on staying in the town of Marangu for the night, before continuing on to Arusha National Park the following day. The Marangu Route up Kilimanjaro is also known as the Coca-Cola Route, and the town, despite its green and deliciously cool setting, has an unpleasant edge to it as guides quickly swarm newly arrived foreigners. In fact, on our way towards the entrance gate of the park, our car had its first breakdown of the trip, a busted u-bolt that supports the suspension, and within minutes we were being hassled by people offering their guiding services up the mountain.

Fortunately, we finally encountered a man who was willing to fix our car, a roadside repair that turned out to be relatively simple. Our confidence weakened though, we retreated to the Marangu Hotel for the evening, whose gorgeous grounds offered a highly civilized setting for our first glimpse of Kilimanjaro, which surfaced spectacularly at sunset. Instead of driving out to the national park early the following morning, which is devoid of game and greatly deforested in parts, we decided to enjoy the lavish gardens of the hotel, which were filled with birds, including the flashy Bronze, Amethyst, and Variable Sunbirds. My favorite sighting was of a striking male Red-Headed Weaver preening for a few minutes before going to work weaving his nest.

Climbing Kilimanjaro (5895 meters) itself is an impressive undertaking, as it requires at least five days, with an extra rest day recommended to aid acclimatization. The going rate, which includes porters, park fees, food, transport, and accommodation in the climbing huts, is $200 per person per day. With confirmed plans to climb it in May, I felt little pull to explore the lower-elevation regions of the park on this vacation, especially considering that the unique avifauna is really only found in the high moorlands towards the summit, where the lovely Scarlet-Tufted Malachite Sunbird and the striking Lammergeier are sometimes seen. Our next destination, Arusha National Park, would offer the same montane forest habitat in a much better state of conservation.

Notable birds seen: Laughing Dove, Silvery-Cheeked Hornbill, Brown-Breasted Barbet, White-Browed Robin-Chat, Olive Thrush, Yellow-Breasted Apalis, White-Eyed Slaty Flycatcher, Bronze Sunbird, Amethyst Sunbird, Variable Sunbird, Tropical Boubou, Grosbeak Weaver, Red-Headed Weaver, Black-and-White Manakin.

Mkomazi National Park: December 18-19, 2010

After months of planning, Aimee and I finally lighted out to explore northern Tanzania, leaving Dar es Salaam well before dawn to avoid the traffic that clogs the modest single-lane highway that serves as the city’s primary entrance and exit road. Our ambitious plans for the three-week adventure would take us through the entire northern Tanzanian safari circuit, as we explored in our own car most of the country’s national parks and game reserves in the region. Would our aging 4x4 Mitsubushi Pajero really make it all the way to the remote Serengeti and back? And what else might go wrong along the way, we wondered, as Tanzania has consistently placed obstacles before us ever since we arrive in August. Pondering these questions as we pounded coffee, we tried to reset our attitudes to better reflect that today was the first day of a long and much-deserved vacation.

Eight hours of remarkably easy driving later, we pulled into the Elephant Motel, a comfortable roadside stop in the town of Same, roughly halfway from Dar to Arusha. This would be our base for several days while we investigated the little-known Mkomazi National Park, a newly upgraded reserve along the northeastern border with Kenya. In fact, Mkomazi is basically an extension of the much larger Tsavo National Park in Kenya, and it is home to a large number of arid acacia-country bird species, none of which I had ever seen before. The park is also beautifully scenic as hills roll gently in all directions, and Kilimanjaro can be seen sometimes in the far distance. Given the paucity, and timidity, of large game in the reserve, it is permissible for visitors to get out of the car occasionally and stretch their legs, as long as they stay within 25 meters of the vehicle, of course. Indeed, without lions and leopards stalking about, there aren’t many visitors to the park, and we drove around for hours without ever choking on a Toyota Landcruiser’s dust.

Mkomazi is also notable for two conservation projects involving the reintroduction of the Black Rhino, which has been decimated throughout the continent by poaching, and the charismatic African Wild Dog, which has been victimized by exposure to diseases transmitted by domesticated dogs. Aimee has yet to see either animal, so it was easy convincing her to spend a few days in the park, ostensibly searching them out while I was actually hunting for a handful of obscure birds, such as the Three-Streaked Tchagra, Shelley’s Starling, and Somali Long-Billed Crombec. Throughout our visit, which consisted of a long afternoon and the following half day, we hardly saw anything out of the ordinary or really unique to the park, but we were entranced by the picturesque beauty of the landscapes and thrilled by all the new bird species we encountered, including such acacia and savanna standouts as the Red-and-Yellow Barbet, Secretary Bird, and White-Bellied Go-Away-Bird.

After paying our 24-hour entrance fees ($25), we rolled slowly into the park, cruising through glorious woodland that even at midday was filled with birdsong. Yellow-Throated Spurfowls and Crested Francolins scattered occasionally in front of our car, as I stopped frequently to admire an Augur Buzzard, a group of Von der Decken’s Hornbills, and the ubiquitous Northern White-Crowned Shrikes. As we continued, the habitat opened up into grassland, and we noted several predators perched in the few remaining treetops, including Eastern Chanting-Goshawk, Black-Shouldered Kite, and Pearl-Spotted Owlet. It felt great just to be birding again after months of hard work, and it was especially thrilling to have to look up almost every bird observed in the field guide, as they all seemed new.

Driving towards Babu’s Camp, the only luxury tented camp inside or outside the park, which is set against a lovely hill dotted with massive baobab trees, we ticked several more new species, including European Roller, African Orange-Bellied Parrot, and Hildebrandt’s Starling, an east African endemic that bears more than a slight resemblance to the common Superb Starling. The atmosphere at the camp looked outstanding, offering front-porch opportunities for birding, but I had decided it was simply too expensive to stay in one luxury camp after another for three weeks. Indeed, the cost of traveling in northern Tanzania is radically high, even for tax-paying residents such as myself. Park entry can be as much as $50 per person per day, and rustic camps are typically $200 per person per day. When added to fuel costs, which are over $1 per liter, even independent travelers of reasonable means are looking to economize in almost every financial decision they make.

Before leaving the park in the early evening, we stopped to check out the campsite, having brought camping equipment along with us as a back-up plan in case our reservations fell through or we simply wanted to improvise. Camping in Tanzanian parks is supposedly an edgy experience as large mammals frequently walk through campsites at night. I’ve seen plenty of photos from my colleagues at work who have woken up to the sight of lions stalking around their tents or elephants probing around their car for food. Mosquitoes, scorpions, and snakes are other hazards. The site was gorgeous in the dying light, though, and if it weren’t for the costs involved ($50 per person per night), it would have made for a great first night of our trip. We stopped for a final bird before the entrance gate, a Pangani Longclaw that we had flushed along the road, and then spent a relaxing evening back at the quiet Elephant Motel.

The following morning was as exciting as the previous day, with high levels of bird activity and more new species seen. Our best early morning discovery was a Pygmy Falcon, an attractive but diminutive raptor standing at only eight inches in height. Heading towards Dindera Dam instead of Babu’s Camp, we encountered our first pair of Red-and-Yellow Barbets, stunningly colored in the dry brown and green landscape. This delightful bird graces the cover of the Princeton Field Guide, Birds of East Africa. Our next find was even more impressive, as we watched a massive bird soar up from the plains on a thermal. At first, I though it was one of the region’s huge storks, as the bird’s long legs trailed it in flight. Then, I realized that the bird also had a long tail trailing it, making this observation our first of the spectacular Secretary Bird, a predominantly terrestrial raptor whose long legs and tail trail its body in flight. Indeed, I was so excited to find this unique east African endemic so early in our trip that I climbed onto the roof our car later to observe another individual that was hunting through the grasslands in the distance. Just try to imagine a 1.5-meter raptor striding through the high grass on long legs in search of snakes and lizards to stomp on and eat, and you’ll understand why I was so jazzed.

After failing to find any standing water at Dindera Dam, or anywhere else in the park, we decided to move on to Kilimanjaro National Park in the afternoon, having run out of time on our 24-hour entrance passes to Mkomazi. The birding had been excellent, and the experience of relaxed and solitary driving along the park roads would prove to be highly unique as we explored the more popular parks in northern Tanzania. Back at the entrance gate, we picked up a few more new species, including several colorful waxbills like the Purple Grenadier and Red-Cheeked Cordon-Bleu, before heading off on our way.

Notable birds seen: Secretary Bird, Wahlberg’s Eagle, Bateleur, Pygmy Falcon, Black-Shouldered Kite, Eastern Chanting-Goshawk, Augur Buzzard, Helmeted Guineafowl, Crested Francolin, Yellow-Necked Spurfowl, Buff-Crested Bustard, Emerald-Spotted Wood-Dove, African Orange-Bellied Parrot, Black-and-White Cuckoo, Pearl-Spotted Owlet, White-Bellied Go-Away-Bird, White-Browed Coucal, Little Bee-Eater, Blue-Cheeked Bee-Eater, European Roller, Red-and-Yellow Barbet, Von der Decken’s Hornbill, Red-Billed Hornbill, African Grey Hornbill, Pangani Longclaw, Northern Pied Babbler, Red-Backed Shrike, Northern White-Crowned Shrike, Isabelline Shrike, Black Cuckoo-Shrike, Fork-Tailed Drongo, White-Naped Raven, Superb Starling, Hildebrandt’s Starling, Red-Billed Buffalo-Weaver, White-Headed Buffalo-Weaver, Green-Winged Pytillia, Purple Grenadier, Red-Cheeked Cordon-Bleu, White-Winged Widowbird, Pin-Tailed Whydah.

Friday, January 7, 2011

Customer Service Alive and Well at Smith & Wesson Walther USA










One of my favorite little guns is a Walther P22 in .22 long rifle. I often carry the small gun with me when I don’t wish to carry a heavy large caliber pistol. I did a review on this little pistol a while back and here is a link to that review.

http://wildedtx.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-review-of-two-22-pistols-p22-and.html


But this article is about the customer service from the Smith & Wesson which handles the Walther here in the USA. I lost the front sight this weekend while shooting with my wife. Notice I said with my wife not at my wife. We looked for the small detachable front sight but were unable to find it in the tall grass in the pasture where we were plinking. I called S&W this morning to see about buying a replacement. I could not locate my paperwork so I had no part numbers or anything. A representative answered the phone and asked how he could help. I explained what I had lost and he informed me I did not need a part number he knew exactly what I wanted. He also said I might want to put a little loctite on the sight to keep it there unless I intended to change it on purpose. He took my name and address and when I offered to give him my credit card number he told me there would be no charge. What a pleasant surprise from the usual customer service I have received here lately from some other companies. I can assure you my future firearm purchases will include S&W or Walther if they are available in the firearm I am needing. I just thought you might like to know, Wild Ed