The Southern Boubou is most noticeable on account of its ringing duetting call. It is an audible presence in our garden, and we catch glimpses of the pair hopping through low dense foliage, but they are shy and it is difficult to get a clear view of them. These photos were taken on a recent road trip to the Western Cape and back. Cheating perhaps?
As an aside and a confession, the road trip accounts for the rather erratic appearance of my blog posts over the past four weeks – in some places, such as the Baviaanskloof, we had no connection to the outside world at all. The entire valley has no cellphone or Internet connectivity. It also has the bumpiest and roughest of roads, winding up and down several dramatic, precipitous mountain passes – a place that is beautiful to visit despite the drought that it is belied by the numerous clear-running mountain streams.
On this trip we also visited the Addo Elephant National Park and (even though we saw many elephants at surprisingly close quarters) these photos are not of elephants, but of a pair of Southern Boubous and their fledgling, near our tent at the Spekboom Camp bordering a waterhole in the park.
The picture above is of the fledgling waiting for its mom to bring it some food, and below is the male, with his showy white chest (or should that be breast?).
The Southern Boubou feeds mostly on insects, including bees – the birds rub the stings off before swallowing them. They also eat snails, geckoes, mice, birds’ eggs, nestling birds, earthworms, fruits and nectar, and even crumbs, grain and discarded porridge. They can become tame around human habitation, and they certainly were at Spekboom Camp.
The female is more buffy – the bird book describes it as rufous – in colour on its breast than the male. Each is very striking in their different ways.
While in camp, we noticed a hungry fledgling waiting to be fed. Each time its parent approached it would silently flutter its wings and fan its tail to attract attention, or perhaps also in anticipation of a snack.
I won’t give up trying to photograph the Southern Boubous in our garden, but in the meantime these pictures taken at Addo provide the images for another of my favourite garden birds. ★
Posted by Carol at letting nature back in
Sources: Roberts Birds of Southern Africa (by Gordon Lindsay MacLean, 5th edition, 1985. Published by the Trustees of the John Voelcker Bird Book Fund, Cape Town); Roberts VII Multimedia PC Edition. 1997-2016 Southern African Birding. For details go to http://www.sabirding.co.za/roberts7/portal.html
December 25, 2016 at 9:39 am
I recall when I first moved to Dargle that the identity of the bou bou eluded me. Especially as the male and female were so different. Having them around now is comfortingly familiar.
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November 13, 2016 at 3:56 pm
Beautiful pictures, Carol and I enjoy that Addo is more than it’s show of the big mammals. Interesting to note the fledgling’s plumage coming into it’s juvenile colours. We have a shy duetting pair in our vicinity but rarely catch sight of them. My niece has observed boubous hunting for spiders, even taking off with a prized golden orb!
November 13, 2016 at 7:16 pm
Thanks Liz. Sentimentally, I found the fledgling Boubou every bit as beguiling as the tiny, baby elephants we also observed at Addo. Worryingly, during these times of drought, the elephants actively prevented other animals, including a rather desperate injured zebra, from drinking at the waterholes. It seemed that only the artificial waterholes had water. Here in the eastern side of KZN we have rain – I wish we could share some with the dry parts of the Eastern Cape and elsewhere.
November 19, 2016 at 1:48 pm
Sad to read your comments Carol and the knock-on effect of the drought. It is very disturbing – and into the future. Feel so helpless too.
November 21, 2016 at 5:00 am
Yes indeed. Lots to feel bleak about.
November 10, 2016 at 6:22 am
An interesting post. I enjoy being able to watch the southern boubous around the picnic site at Addo too, where they have become used to the presence of people. Like you, I find the ones in my garden much more difficult to capture on film.
November 10, 2016 at 12:26 pm
I guess that around picnic and campsites the birds get fed either accidentally or on purpose. At our campsite they even came into the tent when they thought we weren’t looking!
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