Day 7: Sable and a Nyala in Trouble
After a late return to our lodge last night, we quickly unpacked, showered and slept—6:30 departure this morning. The game farm was relatively close by, and had hired Rita for the day to dart and move young sable bulls from one camp (essentially one pasture) to another. They were currently in with some very large dominant males, and they were getting old enough to be seen as a challenge. They would be driven out of the herd to form a bachelor band in nature, but without the y fenced space to do that, the older bulls will kill the young up-and-coming competition. The students have come together to form a highly efficient retrieval, treatment and recovery team, so we were able to divide up the tasks and work quite quickly. Rita farted several young bulls, and each student would spot to see where their particular animal lay down. Then they approached, placed the animal lying upright on their sternum and held their head up and nose down. As soon as the recovery team arrived, the...