Monday 26 October 2015

The Wildlife trade - an African scourge


The Guardian's proposed poll on whether South Africa should shoot rhino-poachers on sight is an absurdity. The answer is NO. Quite frankly and let's be fair, the insinuation that Africa's rule of law is flawed and as a result reliant on the bullet, is distasteful if not derogatory. The article smacks of predisposed geographical superiority; an ambition which history records differently. It gets better...

Mid-way through the article ethnicity or race was posed as a validation for poll-bias. 'Most tourists are white & affluent' & in the context of the article implied a bias on selfish grounds rather than for the sanctity of the beast itself. It's difficult to assimilate the author's intent but I assume the author makes reference to ethnicity / affluence to predict the outcome of the poll. The suggestion that the pursuit of a photographic opportunity leads to a bias-predicted outcome, as opposed say the ambitions of a poor African 'feeding his children', is an insult to tourists and Africans alike, ethnicity notwithstanding. The proposition smacks of an agenda or a very limited understanding of what actually is being perpetrated on the ground.

The poaching of Big Game ie: rhino & elephant, is not motivated by the poor African attempting to 'feed his / her children' under circumstances leaving him / her no other choice. The poaching is, in fact, a co-ordinated / well-funded international assault on Africa's wildlife for products assigned some monetary value offshore. Africans, culturally or even medicinally, derive little benefit from rhino horn - some use ivory as adornments but the majority of both products are harvested for the Asian markets. In South Africa the illegal-harvesting of both elephant & rhino is often perpetuated by well-educated, wealthy South Africans who are motivated by material greed just like most everybody else.

It's true that Big Game is being poached in the Kruger National Park by Mozambicans. These people enter South Africa illegally on the shared border along which the Kruger is located. In historic times this border was fenced and patrolled by the military. Since then the fences have been dropped to give Big Game the opportunity to roam more freely. The consequences of that decision have been disastrous to say the least. In the earliest days, post the dropping of the fence, illegal migrants used the Kruger's uncontrolled wilderness to gain access to the more lucrative / stable employment markets in neighbouring South Africa. That experience and the prevalence of demarcated trails has assisted poachers logistically in their more recent pursuit of wildlife-products and the wealth those products bring. On the Mozambican side of the border [eg: Kabok] opulent mansions are being built from the proceeds of this blood-trade and I'm guessing their 'children eat well.'

What most international readers might not appreciate, given the perpetuation of the 'starving Africa' myth in mainstream media, is the prevalence of poaching outside of the Kruger National Park in private conservancies / concessions. Most of the domestic rhino herd, in fact, resides in these conservancies and not in National Parks as is often assumed. The complexion here is very different. Whilst foot-gangs are responsible for most of the killing, their support structure is more robust; less logistically challenging and in some cases assisted by local authorities. In well-documented cases, by way of example, consulting veterinarians have been implicit in poaching either directly, by fatally-darting animals or indirectly as a locality-conduit for the foot-gangs to pursue later. GPS-markers are often placed out in the field to aid the incursion, usually perpetrated at night. Within South African conservation circles low-flying helicopters are often the precursor to a poaching incident. Incidentally, some conservancy-owners / professional ranchers have been responsible for the worst poaching atrocities this country has ever seen. Very few live in food-deprived villages & under porous grass roofs. These acts are hardly within the financial / logistical means of an uneducated, poverty-stricken African.

Out in the field the hunting of Big Game is fraught with danger. A military-presence, both in South Africa and elsewhere in Africa, have consequences for the would-be poacher; sometimes death, usually a long stint in jail. Furthermore, the hunted themselves often resist their impending demise in a most impressive manner and are not easily felled; high-calibre rounds notwithstanding. In this context we're not talking an 'organised shoot' or the pole-axing of Ferdinand the Bull by the Lycra-clad Madonnas of Spain.. This is hairy, scary stuff and poachers who make this their living are hard, uncompromising men & women who spend months in the field - without access to their 'starving children' and without supply or medical assistance. Most are well-armed / well-trained incursion-specialists having learnt those skills in domestic civil conflict. In fact many of these post-colonial conflicts have been funded by government-sanctioned poaching on a scale that is almost irretrievable.

Wildlife-trafficking is a multi-billion dollar industry of which rhino-horn and ivory-smuggling form an important part but it's not limited to Africa's Big Game either. Hornbills, large birds with ivory-like bills / casques are being harvested at an unprecedented rate to supply 'pseudo' ivory to the market. The trafficking industry is, by definition, unregulated and as is the case for all commodities and where regulation is lax or absent, profit-incentives are incendiary. Whilst the foot-soldier earns a few thousand dollars for the kill, the profit-add is exponential further up the chain of command. Rhino horn retails anywhere from $50000 - $80000 per kilogram & the average adult rhino carries approximately six (6) kilograms of horn. You do the maths. It's a lucrative trade and particularly so for the more influential members of the centrally-controlled cartel. In addition these 'more senior corporate members' reside not in Africa but are, in fact, domiciled elsewhere. High-level / prioritised cross-border co-operation has been negligible to say the least. There are signs, however, that that is about to change and therein lies some hope. Notwithstanding, real progress has been thin on the ground & more needs to be accomplished before the blood - cartels lose ground. Please note that progress of any consequence is largely premised on addressing end-user demand. A protectionist strategy is more often than not wasteful and has limited long-term potential. Have you considered the proliferation of industry-specialists / service-providers & even the plethora of 'Save the Rhino' NGOs reliant on ANTI-poaching projects / incentives for source-funding? There's a contradiction in there somewhere... Incidentally if you are of Western origin & before you get indignant at the cultural idiosyncrasies of Asia's people, you might want to understand why it is Westerners are prepared to pay so much for diamonds; a simple, not uncommon stone still mostly controlled by a single price-massaging cartel.

Finally & lest we forget, the extermination of Africa's free-roaming wildlife took place during the colonial era. Visiting dignitaries & local gentle-folk alike seemingly delighted in the kill - the bloodier the bag the more impressive the haul. Nothing was spared. If ethnicity is considered a handle then Africa's bloodiest killing fields lie squarely at the feet of white [mostly] colonialists some of whom still call Africa home. At the same time displaced indigenous Africans are also a fact of history upon which generations of poverty are subsequently premised. It is difficult to begrudge a poor man or his children a meal by holding the supposed moral high-ground given the glass-house nature of that discussion. Even so & this is important - African poverty is not driving the wildlife-products trade. The current poaching scourge is much more synonymous with the motivation of Africa's European colonial masters - greed. Fulfilling those ambitions requires some financial wherewithal, some application, judicious incentives & the logistical compliance of chosen representatives within the enforcement / transport structures.

The apathetic coma that defines us as a species is inherent to the success of wildlife-trafficking & therein lie all sorts of possibilities for good. We shall see.  


Wednesday 14 October 2015

Flipit, damn pipit!


Late Saturday afternoon somewhere between Scotland's emphatic win and Wales' loss I received notice from Lisl, friend & local lister extraordinaire, that three (3) Mountain Pipits had been discovered on a newly-burnt patch in Gauteng / Mpumalanga's Ezemvelo Nature Reserve. For those of you who don't know, Ezemvelo is one of Gauteng's best-kept secrets. It's accessible, close-by and boasts an extraordinary diversity of birds including Southern Bald Ibis, Denham's Bustard, White-bellied Korhaan and other local rarities. 

www.ezemvelo.co.za
Mountain Pipit, a regional First, however, elevates 'rarity' to new levels of 'go, go, go..'  

Etienne, a founding stalwart of the local challenge, had noted three unusual pipits, in passing. He, along with other members of the group, described the birds as follows: -

'..heavily-built / stocky birds, well marked & with a yellowish / cinnamon wash. .. the base of the mandible was pinkish .. confirmed they did not have white outer-tail feathers .. Strongly-streaked crown ..breast-streaking bold & prominent. ..in flight appeared dark & heavy'. 

The detail in the description is the lesson in this more than anything else. Too many birders fail to take note of the more subtle diagnostic features. Tacky descriptions, most often based on colour only, lead to potential cripplers missed or worse still, trash birds misidentified as megas

I say the lower mandible's yellow - Alisha says pink....
Very little is known about Mountain Pipit other than they occur at altitudes above 2000 meters in Lesotho & surrounds & almost always only in summer. Speculation that the vast majority of the sp. overwinter in eastern Angola is supported by seasonal sightings of transitory birds in the Namibian escarpment. The assumption in the case of the Ezemvelo Three is also one of transitory, opportunistic feeding en route the summer grounds at higher altitudes, further south. That's the theory at least. A suspected sighting in nearby Bronkhorstspruit, some eight (8) years ago & in mid-to-late October may, in fact, suggest that Mountain Pipit transit this locale annually. If that's the case what is obviously a blocker for most of us at the moment may, in fact, become a seasonal vismig candidate. Time will tell. 

A 3 am start early Sunday morning precipitated an early arrival at the Ezemvelo front gate which happened to be closed at the time. We were an hour early.. When the tears came the gate-keeper relented & let us through. We were also not the only candidates for twitchers-of-the-day having passed Toni & Rob en route. From the entrance gate to the the NW-border of the reserve is about 2 km point to point or as the pipit goes but probably closer to 4 km by road;.. titillating when you're in a hurry. Even so, we arrived on-site a single dust cloud earlier than the others who must have taken a short-cut..  

Fame at last; sweet mercy - fame at last!      Some 100 meters inland Etienne's group stood huddled staring intently back at us. Adjusting my cap to something a little more jaunty; more suave, more pouty.. I waved back. The true objects of their desire, however, stood fore-square betwixt them and us on two legs looking decidedly nervous. As these things go I fired off a few rounds at the two closest candidates to 'secure the shot' and watched with some animation as the 3rd pipit, unseen by us, until its launch, took off like a rocket; in pursuit of the first two birds. Back-of-the-screen examination of the captured two confirmed the group's worst fears - Plain-backed Pipit: ie: trash. The third - on flight-pattern alone, the probable Mountain. The same bird surfaced an hour or so later but escaped with the same two Plain-backed Pipits; inured to all levels of pleading, hair-rending included.  

To say we were disappointed is quite possibly the understatement of the year and we're bloody bitter not new to this & we'll try again; blah blah flippity blah. In other news we recorded a leucistic Namaqua Dove; two korhaans, one a regional special; two species of crane; one sp. of courser and other goodies not least of which the hitherto unmet friends Trevor, Craig & Cleo & well-met friends of the field Etienne, Lisl, Henk, Toni, Rob, Grant & Bradwin. 








Thursday 15 January 2015

The diminutive pipit..


Anybody who has ever picked up a camera in South Africa will agree that there are less frustrating species to photograph than the diminutive Short-tailed Pipit. Locating this male, through the lens, therefore, was extraordinarily fortunate. What happened next will remain indelibly looped in my avian-highlights package for as long as I care to run the reel.

Short-tailed Pipit
The breeding season is in the austral summer. During this period male birds give in to seasonal exuberance by performing bizarre aerial displays. In-flight entertainment, however, is a limited, nasally bzeep, less extravagant perhaps, but unique nevertheless. Back on earth the landed gentry prefer short, tussocky grassland & it's in this muck that their truly furtive nature is revealed.  

Territorial males, particularly in the pre-dawn, are generally suspicious of anything bzeep & it's not too difficult to provoke a charge with an accurate rendition of bzeep; even if the bzeep is closer to mean ground level than the more socially accepted 20 m higher up.

This individual hustled through its head-high maze in which I stood less than ankle-deep. If myopia is a consequence of blur or dust in an over-sized eye, then my eyes were only truly opened when he sought vantage from the top of my boot in which my left foot resided at the time. In truth words don't do justice to the oxygen-depleted hush / rush, mine not his. Remarkable!


Short-tailed Pipit, in the sub-region, are of the nominate subspecies. Two distinct colour forms have been mooted with the paler form considered the more common. In most instances the white throat contrasts sharply with the upper, heavily-streaked, breast, usually washed yellowish in fresh plumage. The belly, in the pale phase, is generally unmarked, washed white to pale buff. The belly and throat colour, in this phase, are similar. In the darker phase the belly is buffy-brown and the throat less distinct from the upper breast. It is interesting, therefore, to see that the throat on this pale-phase individual (male) does not contrast with the upper breast as might be expected and exhibits features more readily found in the rarer dark phase. 

Tuesday 6 January 2015

A River on my stoep!

'There's a warbler in the net, Dad'..........

Pic 2
Pic 1
Innocuous words usually; not so this Monday - 5:30 am. What lay quiescent in that net was nothing short of a miracle. A unicorn in the hedge; an albatross in the pool; a dragon on the bed!!

Pic 3
Pic 4
Discovered in the net by Sean, my son & ringed later by Alisha & I, this River Warbler (Locustella fluviatilis) will stay with me forever. It's not a rarity in the truest sense (under-reported) but is so elusive it's almost ephemeral; a figment of the imagination even. To have one in hand, therefore, is nothing short of a miracle & easily a lifetime highlight.

Pic 5
In the latter half of 2014 we initiated a long-term / local (ie: in our garden) ringing / banding project to further our understanding of the migratory patterns of the local population of Karoo Thrush  (Turdus smithii). The ringing / banding of birds provides vital data which the authorities rely on to make effective conservation decisions and if done correctly has little, if any, impact on the handled bird.

Our indigenous garden covers an area of approximately 5000 sqm. in residential Sandton. Many will agree that indigenous gardens tend to attract more bird species (sp.) given that most birds forage in gardens for local edibles rather than expending the energy, as we might, on the flowery bouquet of exotic blossoms ... We're very lucky, therefore, to have access to a wider range of bird sp. than we might usually expect in a garden of this size and in this residential area, generally.

Pic 6
A very fine net, usually rigged at dawn or at sunset ie: at times least visible, is the usual equipment we'd use for a project like this. The nets are later taken down or furled (folded) during the day-light hours to prevent any unwanted captures / injuries etc. This method doesn't target or limit the catch to a specific species (eg: Karoo Thrush) but would, as expected, include any other bird sp. either resident or in transit at the time.

As it turned out it was bad luck, in this case, for the warbler & a buffet of giggles for us!

The vitals: -

Locustella fluviatilis
Ring number - AR29307 (2.3 mm ring)
Sex - Male [See Pic 1 (The female lacks a supercilium & is less streaked on the lower throat & breast)]
Mass - 16.5 grams [Ave: 16.8]
Wing length - 76 mm [Ave: 74.3]
Moult (pp. descendant) - partial contour / primaries & rectrices worn

General:

Pic 7

Upperparts are unstreaked dark olive-brown, tinged greenish (Pic 7). Primaries and secondaries are dark brown (Pic 7). Tertials and upperwing coverts are dark olive-brown (Pic 7). The undertail coverts are buffy brown and broadly tipped white (Pic 3 & 6 respectively). NO emargination on the primaries.

DIAGNOSTIC feature - The outer web of the outermost primary is pale to white! [See Pic 7 (indistinct) and Pic 4 respectively]

Chin, throat and upper breast yellowish buff, finely spotted becoming more broadly streaked on the upper breast (Pic 2).

Wing formula: (PP: ASCENDANT ie: numbered from outside to in rather than from inside to out as for moult)


P1 - minute [A steel rule? - SACRILEGIOUS]
No emargination.
P1 vestigial / minute
Wing-point 2nd (P2 = Longest)
2nd pointed, other P. rounded.
No notch on inner web.
P3 -2 mm
P4 -5 mm
P5 -7 mm
P6 -9 mm
P7 -11 mm
P10 -20 mm