Day of the Bwindi Gorilla trek. Even now, I am still vaguely lost for words. After our morning briefing we drove about 30 minutes to our start point to begin our search for Happy’s family. It was cool at 8000 feet as we set of with bamboo poles in hand through gleaming lime green tea fields looking down sheer tended slopes and into the Impenetrable Forest below. Happy and his crew were being somewhat mobile and the trackers were doing their best to keep up with them but the resulting walk involved four slippery near vertical descents and subsequent climbs through unforgiving forest rich in the smells of loam and rot and that almondy cyanide smell that come from the Bracken. Tree Ferns towered above us but the trunks were quite spiky and you had to be careful not to grab them.
Birds called all around but we were so focused on staying up
right and breathing properly that on the way we saw little other than a
fabulous troop of Colobus Monkeys resplendent in their white shaggy
shawls and wondrously long tails. There were however Butterflies of every shape
size and colour cruising around us but you can only do so much and I got very
few pictures.
We reached a proper clear flowing stream and we beckoned to
stop by our trackers and guide Benjamin and it was time to down sticks and pop
on masks and there just ten feet away was Happy the Silverback Eastern
Mountain Gorilla. He glanced in our direction and refolded his mighty arms
across his broad chest and gave us an indifferent rather than ‘pleased to see
you’ look. Two of the females were further into the Balsam and Nettles and were
pulling vines down from the trees above without shifting their bums if at all
possible while two nine month old infants were around. One put on such a show of acrobatics as it
climbed two trees simultaneously to get to some leaves whilst dangling from any
number of hairy limbs.
One of Happy's wives |
Happy having a good root round |
During our hour there were some huge Butterflies cruising
around and the odd bird which included two showy Rwenzori Hill Babblers
and a Mountain Wagtail flew up and down the river twice before the
return journey commenced. It was even
harder in reverse and I seriously struggled with my breathing and frequent
stops were required but we did see the Colobus troop again and two dinky
Carruther’s Mountain Squirrels. A large number of birds were feeding in
the backlit canopy and with no Paul to pick out sounds and my head pounding
with the thump of my heart, we settled for White Tailed Blue Flycatchers,
Dark Headed Bulbuls and Mountain Orioles that we could identify but
the morning was about the primates and the bird’s had to take back stage for
once. There were no complaints.
A Lemon Dove erupted from the trail in front and very
non-sunbirdy Grey Headed Sunbird initially had us stumped while up in
the tea plantations we found Black and White Mannikins, Brown Crowned
Tchagra and a striking male Bronze Sunbird before taking lunch on
the last ridge. We even added a Blue
Monkey on the drive back to the lodge where I saw Streaky Seedeater,
Chubb’s Cisticolas, Bronze Mannikins, Harrier-Hawk and Variable Sunbirds
from the balcony whilst recuperating.
Black & White Colobus Monkey |
White Tailed Blue Flycatcher |
White Tailed Blue Flycatcher |
Blue Monkey |
A short break back and then back out onto the main road for
a walk down the Bwindi School track until dark. We hit a great patch of trees
full of different species and once again new birds came thick and fast and the
crew were much better at getting onto things quickly. Grey and Petit’s
Cuckoo-shrikes, Stripe Breasted Tits, Spot chinned Batis, Yellow Rumped
Tinkerbird and Grey Headed Barbets were feeding above us while lower
down we found two juvenile African Emerald Cuckoos, various Sunbirds, Slender-billed and Yellow
Whiskered Greenbuls, Red-faced Woodland Warblers, Dwarf Honeyguide, Northern Puffback, cracking Rwenzori’s
Apalis along with Mountain Masked and Chestnut-throated too,
dapper Mountain White-eyes, boldly marked Luhder’s Bushshrikes
and both African Dusky and White-Eyed Slaty Flycatchers. A Banded Prinia played hard to get but
the Black-billed Turaco made several passes on glowing red wings over
our heads and eventually perched up nicely too while a Narrow Tailed
Starling and African Olive Pigeons moved overhead.
As the light dropped we still found more with a Black-billed
Weaver (stupid name as the bird is black with a yellow head) and a family
of Abyssinian Thrushes were joined in a tree by a single African
Thrush for useful comparison. The Black
Saw-wing and Rock Martin activity dropped off as they light fell and
before too long the Rwenzori’s Nightjar came out to play to round up a
very full, rewarding and emotional day.
Wow wow, and wow again! What an amazing experience Howard - brought a lump to my throat just reading this - can't imagine how it felt to actually be there! Hazel C
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