Cape Buffalo (some people mistakenly call them water buffalo) are know by two other names; African Buffalo, and Black Death. The Black Death comes from their propensity to consciously charge hunters after they have been wounded in an attempt (successfully sometimes) to kill the hunter.
We took the powerboats to an island for a walking tour with our guide. We encountered a herd of Cape Buffalo at our landing site, and had to wait from them to pass. This gave us an opportunity to photograph them up close, while they were calm (although inquisitive about us based on their stares), and from the safety of our boats.
Once they moved away we walked around the island. Africa is a whole different place when you walk around with an experienced guide that points out the the details of this complicated ecosystem you miss when riding in a vehicle.
We could see them in the distance as we neared our landing spot
The large bulls kept an eye on us as the herd grazed unworried
As we got closer, they came to the water’s edge
As they slowly walked past they would stop their grazing and stare at us
The large bulls came up to the waters edge to look at us
Our guide kept a tab on them as they grazed
After one final check with the binoculars we moved on for our walking tour
Our first observation was a large den, probably from an aardvark
Lion tracks were easy to spot in the soft sand
Zak taught us about animal tracks
From the elephant tracks were learned how to tell which foot we were looking at, and the size and age of the elephant
Do you see the lion track in the center of this elephant track
This view makes it easier to visualize
As we continued walking Zak heard the alarm call of a bird, and said that it was a reptile alarm call. I though he was pulling our leg. He said that in this area it was either a lizard or a snake.
I remained skeptical, even when we saw the skid marks of a reasonably large snake in the area. My skepticism rapidly vanished when another guide in our group called us over to him just 50 yards away. They were looking at a Black Mamba snake in a tree.
Click here to go to my Black Mamba page. I never dreamed I would be standing this close to such a dangerous animal. I have only seen one once, and it was in Kenya when I was on an Earthwatch project monitoring the lions in Tsavo National Park. I will show that old photo, along with the new ones, when you follow the link.