Whew it worked the first time – thanks for those who commented – given me the strength to try again!
Great relief, Wakkerstroom has had rain. We have not had a very wet summer although, like most places, had a huge amount in a short space of time but little before or since – and it was getting a bit scary with winter just around the corner. And who would want to be a farmer – first, after the big rains, the young maize plants started turning yellow from their “feet” being in water all the time – and now they are all turning up their leaves as they die of thirst!
My next trick is try to attach a picture – who knows, before I retire I may even be able to do all these amazing things!
This picture is just to introduce you to “crane spotting” – or not! No prizes – this time around.
Grey Crowned Cranes, inconsiderately, prefer tall reed beds – in my area anyway. My colleague Tanya was horrified at the thought of going into these reeds to find a chick to ring.
Actually the reeds in the Wakkers wetland are even taller than in this picture (Groenvlei) – one year when Samson Phakati was still working here, we decided to ring a chick in this wetland. We parked on the road bridge which is about level with the height of the reeds and checked where there was a change over. I stood on the roof of the Venture, so now I am really high while Sam disappeared into the reeds – and except for the odd movement, I did not have a sighting of him for ages. I kept thinking how pleased I was that crocs do not live in those reeds! Every now and then, Sam clambered onto a mound for directions. And to my relief he eventually returned – with a big grin – nearly as large as mine at his return – he got to the nest and nearly died of fright when a huge crane took off almost in front of him and he had not even known he was almost on top of the nest – that had 2 eggs!
The trials field workers face!