Walking around in a campsite which shall remain nameless (I don’t want anyone to disturb him), I heard a host of birds kicking up a big fuss. I couldn’t see anything, so lay down on my back and searched the whole tree with my binocs. Then a toppie revealed him by flying right at his head and slapping his face with its wings!! A big beautiful black mamba, who just quietly took the birds’ abuse.
I went back to our chalet nearby and called friends to come and look . . . and I could not find him! I assumed he had moved off, but after my friends left I lay down again and searched the branches. He was in exactly the same position! How had we missed him? The incredible camouflage power of ‘not moving!’
While lying on the grass I spotted a butterfly land on a blade of grass and twist its abdomen, wriggle, then fly off. I went to look and found a neat single spherical egg laid on the under-surface of the leaf. Beautiful. A greenish-yellow colour, I think. I thought I took a photo of the egg but cannot find it.
toppie – Black-capped Bulbul, Pycnonotus tricolor
black mamba – Dendroaspis polylepis