It was another early start and the Kibale Chimps were
still vocal as I wandered over for breakfast – a taste of things to come. We soon headed out and collected Milka and
her crew from the trekking base camp but it was not Chimps that we were after
to start with but the far more difficult Green Breasted Pittas.
We drove there in the first glimmers of light and as predicted by Paul a White-tailed Ant-Thrush came up off the road in front. Before too long we were parked up at a seemingly random spot and joined the Pitta study team for a swift march into the forest. The song is simple and actually caused by drumming the wings and the guides heard one way off so we altered route and wiggled that way. A quiet twenty minutes followed with no sound or response but there were other birds singing including Scaly-throated and Brown Illadopsis, Yellow-billed Barbet, Little Greenbuls and Afep Pigeons although we did not see a single bird – not even a glimpse!
There was another territory we could try and so off we went
again - not Gorilla style but still an
undulating wiggle. It sounded like we
were on top of the road and in fact we had looped round to within just twenty
yards of it!
Suddenly the ‘vroooom’ sound of a drumming male was heard
and it was close by. We moved in slowly
and after some glimpses we all independently got lucky and had truly fantastic
views for a second or two each time. It
was not small and how it evaded being seen in flight surprised us all. Sometimes it would appear at head height and
then at ground level. The greens on
front and back flicked on and off with the light and the red glowed like a
pillar box or changed to dark chocolate with a shift in posture but the
ludicrously shiny blue rump, upper tail coverts and wing spots glowed with
intensity regardless while at times it looked headless with the dark and tawny
stripes being totally broken up in the dappled shade. What a bird and one we
were very fortunate to connect with.
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Green Breasted Pitta |
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Green Breasted Pitta - well the most important bits - Robin Werpachowski |
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Green Breasted Pitta - Aditya Viswanathan - very grateful that Aditya got this shot while with us! |
Only one other bird was seen the whole time and that was a
very smart female Chestnut Wattle-eye.
Back on the road there were birds to be found including a White-breasted
Nigrita, and several new species with Yellow-throated Tinkerbird, Rufous
Flycatcher-Thrush and an invisible Red-chested Cuckoo that like the
ones in Sri Lanka seemed to have a song made up of three whistles.
Back at the camp for a comfort break before the Chimp
trek. We only had a short walk into
where the troop was ‘encamped’ and we could hear them kicking off well before
we got there. The other early morning
groups of tourists were meant to have left well before we arrived but all were
still present. Most of the family were
in the canopy above us and gradually began to move down to ground level where
they would rest up on the forest floor for the middle of the day. We stood
still and they passed close by. They
were quite unflustered or even interested in the humans around them and just
went about their business but the behaviour of the other Apes in that forest
was frankly appalling as they surged and pushed in after any Chimp that tried
to settle down. They were noisy and
thought nothing about encircling one within just a couple of meters phones
flashing and branches cracking.
Our group kept back and felt uncomfortable with the whole
experience. Milka assured us that the Chimps were just fine – we understood
that but it was the behaviour of the visually more primitive hominids that
upset us. At one point the two big males
(Chimps that is) got all feisty and had a mad stampede through the crowd below
us with arms thrashing and fur bristling.
It was every bit as terrifying as it sounds on the telly.
We stayed and eventually everyone else was taken away
leaving us in the now quietening forest with just the sound of snoring and
farting Chimpanzees lazing unperturbed in the leaves around us.
Our group stayed another twenty minutes and watched a young
male groom one of the alpha females before they too decided to head off for a
kip and we then snaked our way back out on the narrow trail that was perfumed
by the Chimps and Elephants.
Paul was there to greet us but we were unaware that a couple
of the Chimps had discreetly followed us back to the main track and as we
closed the door they kicked off with much screaming and branch thrashing. Perhaps they were similarly unimpressed by
their visitors that morning?
We collected our certificates and bought some wonderful
craft gifts from what amounts to the local WI before heading back for
lunch. It was not perhaps the experience
we had been expecting and it was a privilege to be amongst the Chimp troop but
the sheer disregard for the rules displayed by the others present sullied the
encounter somewhat.
Lunch at Gueraza and then some lounging around the
raised dining area gave the opportunity for some quality birding out of the sun
alongside Josh from Birding Ecotours.
Our two parties had been overlapping and helping each other out for the
whole trip and both Paul and Saul, our respective guides knew each other well.
Below us in the garden there were Copper, Scarlet
Chested, Olive Bellied and Green Headed Sunbirds and the Red Hot
Pokers were the favoured nectar source.
A pair of subtle Blue-throated Brown Sunbirds were defending the
blooms in an adjacent big tree – nothing else was permitted to land there. White-chinned
Prinias, Grey-backed Camaroptera, African Blue Flycatchers, Brown-throated
Wattle Eyes and Grey Headed Nigritas moved through the bushes and Pied
Wagtails and Bulbuls were coming down to bath in the two drinking basins
above which African Pygmy Kingfishers sat.
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Brown-throated Wattle Eye The female Wattle-eyes have the 'named part' that ids the species |
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Green Headed Sunbird |
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Green Headed Sunbird |
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Green Headed Sunbird |
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Green Headed Sunbird - this one posed |
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Scarlet Chested Sunbird |
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Blue-throated Brown Sunbird |
A Black Crowned Tchagra sang and popped up on top
briefly where a pair of Black and White Shrike-Flycatchers hunted only
to be disturbed by a Crowned Hornbill.
Grosbeak Weavers moved over in small groups with small white wing
patches flashing and further back a group of about 40 languid Alpine Swifts
appeared, freshy south from their Med breeding grounds and eventually some came
closer where they mingled with the White-rumped Swifts and Lesser
Striped and Angolan Swallows.
These were joined but Mottled Spinetails which seemed much bigger that I
remember from the Gambia. They were
super fast and careened around the lodges and even seemed to go under the roof
of one of them – proper aeronauts. A Speckled
Breasted Woodpecker briefly appeared before bounding off.
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Not sure what it is yet - but it was small and funky |
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Crowned Hornbill - Angie Merrick |
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Crowned Hornbill |
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Black and White Shrike-Flycatcher - Angie Merrick |
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Dark Capped Bulbul - Angie Merrick |
As we were about to head back out an adult Harrier-Hawk
landed on the roof and started calling and an immaculate juvenile appeared and
circled just over our heads. Structurally it felt like a more heavily built
Honey-Buzzard.
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Harrier-Hawk l |
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Harrier-Hawk - the juvenile |
We bumped back out and made our way to the nearby Bigodi
Swamp for a guided circuit. It started well with a party of Magpie
Mannikins – a chunky pied species that were coming down to scavenge from
some collecting maize husks while a Lizard Buzzard perched up behind and
was delicately pulling a small reptile apart. A stand of Eucalyptus quickly
gave us more new birds with a Red-bellied Paradise Flycatcher and a pair
of Brown-eared Woodpeckers and in the tangles below a pair of Black-necked
Weavers were poking around.
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Magpie Mannikin |
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Lizard Buzzard - Angie Merrick |
A high pitched call alerted us to a vivid red bird and a Black-bellied
Seedcracker popped out with massive silver bill gleaming and white eye
bling flashing and a Grey-cheeked Mangabey nonchalantly appeared on the
path before clambering up above our heads where a Trump-esque quiff swooshed
back over his head.
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Grey-cheeked Mangabey |
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Grey-cheeked Mangabey |
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Red-tailed Monkey - Angie Merrick |
Our first of several White Spotted Flufftails were
heard but try as we might we never saw one despite them calling very close by
and White Winged Swamp-Warbler was once again heard but not seen. There
were plenty of Dragonflies and Black and White Colobus, Red-tailed
Monkeys and Ugandan Red Colobus were moving through the trees. We emerged into a farmed area bordering the
swamp where Great Blue Turacos and Black and White Casqued Hornbills
power glided between the bigger trees and as the sun began to drop, African
Grey Parrots circled into roost giving us our first perched views of the
trip.
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Black and White Colobus - Angie Merrick |
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Ugandan Red Colobus |
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African Grey Parrot |
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Black and White Casqued Hornbill |
I suddenly noticed a large Chimpanzee sat in the path
a couple of hundred yards ahead. He sat
there for a while before heading into the swamp. In some ways this was a more rewarding encounter.
Our guide told us that they come here to hunt the other monkeys and almost
immediately we heard the Colobus kicking off shortly followed by the shout
Chimps – the hunt was underway.
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Balding, gummy old Chimp |
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Ugandan Red Colobus |
The sun was setting by the time we got back to the van
(amazing sunspots activity) and in the last of the light we still had time for
a ten minutes stop at the Weaver marsh near the Lodge. Spectacled and Black-necked Weavers
were now amongst the Veillot’s, Village and Grosbeak Weavers and
a Moustached Grass-warbler sat up for us and preened in the last of the
glow and a Red-faced Cisticola became yet another member of this diverse
tribe and our final new bird of the day.
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