After our recent visit to the beautiful Ruaha National Park and Mikumi National Park in Tanzania, we decided to visit the local Dar es Salaam Zoo on recommendation from a few Tanzanian friends.
I don’t like zoos, as I hate seeing animals in the confines of a cage, but was curious enough and so we made the effort and decided to make a day of it. Apparently the zoo is privately owned – now that in itself speaks of a love for nature and animals by some benefactor – praise-worthy! Unfortunately we found some of the facilities lacking – although everything seems clean and the animals seem well fed, it was heart-breaking to see the beautiful proud lions, tigers etc on cement floors – not a patch of sand or grass for them to lie on.
The monkeys were a treat as always – I am always astounded at their likeness to us humans – there must be some truth in evolution! One cheeky youngster grabbed my arm at the speed of lightning, whilst his older, bigger brother grabbed hold of Kobus’s pants at the same time, giving us a both a fright. A tug of wills ensued with us mocking each other and although he seemed aggressive at first, it soon turned into a playful game of tease. I captured some photos through the fence, some showing their male pride and others showing their social skills in grooming each other.
I fondly remember one evening around a boma fire in the Maasai Mara, where we spent the whole evening watching a troop of baboons which had come in to the edge of the river-banks to sleep for the night. Baboons are apparently very homely, and will try to sleep on the same, carefully selected spot every night. In this case some grabbed hold of grass straws to hold onto for the night’s sleep, and some climbed into a tree overhanging the Mara River. At first a whole lot of social chattering and grooming livened up the night until a hush fell over the troop as one by one they fell asleep. That was until two naughty babies made such a racket in still wanting to play, that the leader finally stepped in and gave them the hiding of their lives. With much screaming and yelping they finally settled, but lo and behold, some of the sleepy heads in the tree then fell off into the river. This time there was much chaos, as they are well aware of the crocodiles lurking in the muddy waters and they scrambled out as fast as they can. Of course the whole troop was awake again! Would you believe it, they all went back to the same spot in the same tree and the same scene replayed itself not long after – we were delighted with the evening’s show.
Kobus’s father, who like his father before him, grew up on some Karoo farms in South Africa, is convinced that an evening prayer meeting is held before they settle to sleep, chaired by the troop leader – apparently they gather and all are quiet, except the leader audibly mumbling some noises that sounds like a prayer. Who knows?? I tell you, there is merit in the evolution theory………
- Is this Africa’s next megacity? (bbc.co.uk)
I must say that every time I read your posts and watch the photographs, I am feel small pang of jealousy … (sorry – only human and honest about it -:))) I would so love to live in Africa! Enjoy and thank you for sharing!
Daniela (aka: the Lantern’s keeper)
Daniela, thanks for encouragement. I am an African by birth, a South African. I cannot imagine living anywhere but in Africa – it is a fever that creeps into your blood! Hopefully you will get here sometime soon.
Great post and story about the baboons. You can keep all the monkey’s and their kin. they are agressive and tend to take what they want– had a bad experience, lol. I too get a bit envious of you, Suletta. I think I would enjoy Africa very much.
Dannie, the monkeys are cheeky and aggressive, that is for sure!! I get goose-flesh when I encounter them. But then, I’ve been chased by a huge warthog already, and still go back for more, always wanting to be on foot through the wild. The thrill is great!