Hunting rhino under a poacher’s moon

Comment on this story


iol scitech jan 14 si rhino 3010

INDEPENDENT NEWSPAPERS

Out for the count: the doped baby rhino is blindfolded as the team inserts chips in its horn and cuts a series of identifying notches in its ear.

Johannesburg - It’s a poacher’s moon, ranger Rudi Venter says as we gaze up at the huge luminous circle turning the grassy plains into a brightly lit arena.

I’m admiring the spooky lighting, but Venter is nervously anticipating the next few hours. After he drops us back at our lodge from the evening game drive, I don’t realise he’ll be on patrol from 1am until 5am to keep rhino poachers at bay. Tonight if poachers hunt in the Madikwe Game Reserve they won’t need headlights or torches that risk alerting rangers to their presence.

Next day, Venter is waiting at 6.30am with an exciting proposal. There’s a rhino-tagging operation under way, and we have permission to join them. We leap into the vehicle and race to the nearby airstrip, ignoring elephants and zebra idly chomping in the bushes. We’re after black rhinos, and nothing else will do.

A van marked “Stop Rhino Poaching” is parked on the runway, and we’re greeted by bleak looks. Poachers killed another two rhinos near Mahikeng last night, growls weather-beaten Rusty Hustler, head of security for the North West Parks and Tourism Board.

Today’s tagging exercise doesn’t deter poachers, but is part of a rhino management programme started before poaching became an epidemic in 2008.

Every year Madikwe runs a census to monitor the size of its rhino population. Each animal is identified by a series of notches cut into one ear, with each notch representing a different value. When a vet notches an animal they also take DNA samples and insert microchips into the horn and the back of the neck. All the details are filed in a database along with photographs, so the animal’s growth and condition can be monitored each year.

iol scitech jan 14 si rhino 3000

The chips aren’t GPS tracking devices, because most of Madikwe has scant cellphone coverage. They’re more like barcodes, so if a horn is recovered from poachers it can be traced back to Madikwe. If a carcass is found without its horn, the chip in the neck identifies the victim.

Vet Charlotte Moueix climbs into the team’s tiny helicopter and disappears to search for any unnotched black rhinos. The ground crew stand around swopping stories and killing time.

“There’s a lot of hurry up and wait,” says field ecologist Carlien Esterhuizen. “It makes you wonder why you set the alarm for 4.30am.”

Esterhuizen lives in an old farmhouse with no electricity in the middle of Madikwe, and pours some of our coffee to enjoy the luxury of a hot drink.

There are only 4 000 surviving black rhinos in the world, classed in three sub-species. A fourth sub-species, the western black, was declared extinct in 2011. Hustler is very aware the other three could follow that fate, with poachers slaughtering on average two a day in South Africa. There are 20 000 white rhinos left, a population he describes as sustainable.

“If we had the same awareness that people have about elephants it would be a different scenario,” he says.

iol scitech jan 14 si RhinoVet

Vet Charlotte Moueix delicately cuts notches in the rhino's ear and takes the skin for DNA sampling. Picture: Steve Ormond

INDEPENDENT NEWSPAPERS

South Africa lost more than 630 rhinos last year.

If they had been elephants the world would be in uproar, but the rest of the world wasn’t really concerned about rhinos, Hustler said.

We discuss ways of combating poaching, perhaps by poisoning the horns, legalising the trade or farming rhinos for their horns. The horn grows continually, like human nails, and you can remove 12cm a year without cutting through anything crucial. So a farm could produce a decent harvest without harming the animals.

Venter favours shooting poachers on sight, believing potential death would deter most criminals. He’s the head guide at Molori Safari Lodge and an integral part of the anti-poaching squad. Rangers aren’t allowed to refer to rhinos over their radios to alert other safari vehicles, he tells us. “You never know who’s in your vehicle or who’s listening to your channel.”

Hustler’s radio crackles to life and I work out it’s a ranger on a morning drive with a group of tourists. He’s found footprints in the north of Madikwe, but they aren’t those of his colleagues.

Hustler calls the helicopter and diverts it to inspect the footprints. The ground crew’s chatter subsides as we wait for news. Venter paces. Enforcement officers finger their guns. Somebody smokes.

The radio splutters again and Hustler walks away, but I hear him asking when, and how many.

A white rhino bull has been killed a few kilometres away, and the human tracks lead to tyre marks where the poachers were collected by a vehicle. Hustler wonders if there’s time to seal the gates, but the rhino was killed between 5am and 7am. Blood is still dripping from the stump of the horn, he says.

An hour later the helicopter is back on tagging duty, and as it scours each area we follow in our vehicles. Once an unmarked rhino is spotted it must be darted before it flees into the undergrowth. If the ground crew aren’t close, they may not find the drugged animal in time to tag it, notch it and revive it quickly to keep it safe.

The sun has grown intense when the call comes in. A mother, already tagged, with a two-year-old unmarked calf. We leap into the truck and Venter floors it.

Moueix has mixed a junior dose of knock-out drug and fired it into the calf’s flank. The pilot skilfully weaves and hovers to drive the calf towards the road, where it conks out in a clearing. But the undarted mother is frantically trying to reach her baby and will trample all of us if she gets through. The helicopter hovers, scaring her away.

After six hours of waiting the team crouch down in a well-practised routine. Someone blindfolds the calf to protect its eyes. Esterhuizen gets out a drill and pushes the bit into the horn so a chip can be inserted. Assistants are scraping toenail and horn samples for DNA tests. Venter pops the pieces into sealable bags and marks them.

Moueix has made a cut in the calf’s back and inserted a chip, and now hauls out some scary pincers and begins notching an ear.

She cuts off a small piece of leathery skin and hands it to me for inspection.

Esterhuizen is struggling with the drill and Venter takes over, pushing hard to make a hole deep enough for a chip to be inserted. Someone applies glue over the top to seal it in.

The number “52” is sprayed on the calf’s back for today’s photographs. That’s the number the notches in its ear will represent.

Within 10 minutes Moueix orders everyone back to the vehicles while she pumps in antidote.

Venter tells us to watch carefully because the calf will wake up quickly and be on its feet and gone within seconds. We wait. There’s not a twitch from the calf. Just the unnerving silence of the bush broken by one persistent bird call.

I look at my watch, hoping Moueix got the dosage right. Then the calf jumps up in an ungainly jerk and is instinctively on the run. He heads straight for us, a ton of frightened and disoriented bone, muscle and blubber.

He sees us and does a U-turn, then streaks off into the bush. I realise I can’t hear the helicopter, so I assume the mother is close. They’ll find each other in a couple of hours at most, Venter says.

He’s quiet on the way back to Molori, churning with sadness and anger. “It makes me so mad that I was there from 1am till 5am patrolling that area. They must have waited for me to go.”

I feel awful, knowing he stopped patrolling only to come to collect me for a game drive, after a night under a poacher’s moon. - Sunday Independent

Hungry for more scitech news? Sign up for our daily newsletter


sign up
 
 

Comment Guidelines



  1. Please read our comment guidelines.
  2. Login and register, if you haven’ t already.
  3. Write your comment in the block below and click (Post As)
  4. Has a comment offended you? Hover your mouse over the comment and wait until a small triangle appears on the right-hand side. Click triangle () and select "Flag as inappropriate". Our moderators will take action if need be.

     

Business Directory