If I were to describe my long time wildlife nemesis, my ultimate dip of dips, I would reach for a nemesis cat, not a nemesis bird. For there is no species that I had more comprehensively failed to see than the Leopard. I had, after all, been to 13 countries that were home to leopards, over the course of 14 years, of which in all but one I had been in habitat suitable for this most adaptable of big cats. I had spent six months living in suitable rainforest habitat in Uganda, and been on innumerable safari walks , drives and cruises were they might be found. Most gallingly of all, I had actually stood next to someone that saw one, jumping into a tree to escape a Tiger of all things, and failed to see it. Leopards were problem species for me.
This perhaps isn’t too surprising. The cats are, almost to a species, elusive. The only exceptions to this are the Lions, which are spectacularly unconcerned by people, and, to a lesser extent, Cheetahs. No surprise that until this year they were two of the five species of cat I had seen. The other three were the aforementioned Tiger, one of the wildlife sightings of my life, a handful of Bobcats I have seen in California and a small Jungle Cat. The latter was another lucky find, the day after the Tiger in Sariska in India, and I only located it because of a mob of Jungle Babblers that had found it first.
I finally broke this nemesis cat in Mkuze in South Africa. It was, I don’t know, maybe twenty minutes after we left Fala dying in the bush (as told last week, go read! I’ll wait). We came around a bush to see a shakey looking Blue Wildebeest calf and a large cat disappear into the bush. Obviously we had interrupted a kill, but the Leopard didn’t reappear and we had to move on (to find the rest of Fala’s pack). Still, I finally had my Leopard.
I saw three more before I had my killer encounter. Never rains but it pours, eh? But it wasn’t until I was staying at the community conservancy at Madikwe that I got my killer looks and my photographs.
We positioned the safari vehicle were he was heading and he kept coming
Those paws! That tail!
One of the great wildlife encounters in my life
Afterwards the comedown. Wine and snacks in the bus as the sun goes down
Camelopardus! Leopard camels in Madikwe
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My guide in India once lowered his bins and, puzzled, said: “I think I just saw a leopard”, while I think he was paid to show me the animal…
And, no, I’ve never seen the beast, although it is quite possible that some leopard has seen me.
3 sightings in 2 years spent in southern Africa. But more importantly, 15 months spent outdoors conducting field work in an area packed with leopards. Signs and tracks everywhere, growling at night – not a single sighting. Leopards. There could be a thousand roaming in Germany and we wouldn’t know it if they didn’t want us to know.
Amazing pictures, Duncan. And oh, to have a sundowner again (gin tonic with a delicate glass giraffe to stir it) in Africa *sigh*
By the way, what do you do with a nemesis when you see it?
Defeat? Crack? Down? Nail? Is there a fixed expression in BirderEnglish?
Absolutely gorgeous photos! They really show its beauty and power.
I have goosepimples.
There is nothing. nothing, that compares to a good leopard sighting.
So close, so many times.
My worst miss was watching a safari vehicle turn a corner 50m ahead of us. As we turned the corner, the tracks from the previous vehicle were crossed by drag marks of a leopard moving its kill across the road and into thick cover. Never saw it.
Yet my wife, Helen, finds them everywhere. I’d swear she is some kind of big cat witch.