Weaver bird watching

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Thursday, March 18, 2010

The Boss shows me a palm tree which has fallen, and attached to it are objects that look like round soft hollow husks, the size of a football. They are rather clever constructions made of twigs and leaves, with a hole on the side which allows you to pass your hand in and out of the piece.

In fact they are the nests of weaver birds... hence the birds' names, as these nests are woven very expertly. It's astonishing to think that these nests swing from the palm tree branches, but are not dislodged by even the most violent of storms. I cannot figure out exactly what makes them so strong. Is it the density of the weave?

You can see the little weaver birds sitting on perches all over the hotel site; they don't seem to do much all day. I suppose the next-buildign is over for the year.
One can watch them for hours. (Okay... I confess... I did!).


The gas situation is worse apparently.  The Boss has sent out one of his drivers at 6am to Cape Coast just to make sure he is in the queue.  When I enquire at noon, there has been no word back.

The situation is worst for the taxi-drivers of course, many of whom run their cars on LPG.


Rather than waste anyone's gas, I walk into Elmina.

In fact the mile-long walk up to the main road from the hotel is a wildlife bonanza. I take my small binoculars with me and mostly focus on the kites which sway on the thermals above one, but there are lots of other birds everywhere too and even a few ground squirrels.

Occasionally there is evidence of the grass fires which gouge out the undergrowth here; especially in the electricity posts along the track which are black and charred at the ends. Suzi tells me of one occasion when they were all out in the night throwing endless buckets of water on the posts to prevent their complete engorgement by the flames.

One odd thing... the bird sounds run out about halfway along the track to the main road, and the small birds seem to disappear. Perhaps the growing number of kites at this point frightens them off, and so accounts for that phenomenon?
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