It was early morning on the Nyati Plains and the sun was just beginning to rise. The Butamtam pride were on the hunt. They had begun an approach on a breeding herd of Buffalo. A tall order for the Lions but with many mouths to feed the pressure was on. The lion prides of the Grumeti will quite often target Buffalo when other more favoured prey species have moved on to other pastures.
The Lions made their move, cutting the herd and doing their best to isolate one of the weaker members….it was pandemonium. The Buffalo making it difficult for the Lions, however, they continued to persist. All of a sudden the Lions were on to a Buffalo cow and before we knew it she was down!
This was by no means the end, incredibly the rest of the herd began to make their way back to the fallen Buffalo cow and begin taunting the Lions. The Buffalo edged forward like a barrage of riot police, rushing in on the Lions and eventually pushing them off their fallen friend. The Lions, not willing to pay the penalty of injury or worse, tuck tailed and ran!
The Buffalo cow frigidly made it to her feet within the security of the other herd members and moved off across the grasslands to live another day. The 17 members of the Butamtam pride remained hungry that morning… awaiting another chance to come.
This was, undoubtedly, one of the most fascinating wildlife experiences I have witnessed to date, I shall not forget it and neither will my guests.
It was a beautiful morning as I drove the Raho drainage area with my guests when we noticed a large martial eagle that seemed to be showing considerable interest in a small group of white storks. The white storks were feeding on the edge of a pool on the drainage line.
It was the beginning of April when I was driving along the banks of the Grumeti River and happened across a breeding herd of elephants. There had been some reasonable rain in the last few days and the river was flowing steadily. I realised that the herd of elephants wanted to cross the river towards me and so I positioned the vehicle nicely to observe this with my guest.
It was early in the morning and the birds were singing their pleasant melodies. Guests and I were watching the stunning rays of the sun as it rose over the hills to the east. Whilst enjoying this powerful moment, out on the Sasakwa Plain, I glanced to the north to see a male cheetah lying down on the grasslands. I turned to the guests and told them what I had seen but they could not believe the distance at which I had identified it. We moved in for a closer look. It appeared that this lovely male cheetah was becoming active as it yawned, stood and began to stretch.