Me, hard at work…
Some will disagree with that statement…
We has been sitting is silence for about an hour staring at an empty waterhole,
when out of “nowhere” the first herd arrived.
Looming above us…
Knowing that we are watching…
but not caring at all as the necessity to drink in the heat
is more important than their interest in us.
There was an altercation between this female and a young bull,
with the latter ending up being pushed over into the thick mud.
There was a lot of squealing and trumpeting…
Like a creature from a horror comic,
with mud clinging tenaciously to him
he took off in search of a smaller Ellie to vent his embarrassment on…
The play around the waterhole was more about jostling for position than actual “play”…
I refer to the Chobe Elephants as the “Accountants” of the Elephants…
They do not seem to have much of a sense of humour or fun.
Get in, do the business…and leave.
Seems to be their motto
Tusks are one way to identify the various members of a herd
Not only are they different lengths and thicknesses,
But they protrude at different angles.
See what I mean…
Reach out and touch?
The bunker is less than 5m from the waterhole,
and IF they wanted to,
one of these could find its way in through the camera portholes.
My “tail” is told, my time at the bunker is done…
With thanks to Grant Atkinson for showing me a new angle on Elephant…
www.grantatkinson.com
www.sablogawards.com
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