Let me get this
out of the way…I’ve had several elephant sighting on my travels through Africa
and once as a kid in India. If I really narrow it down to forest elephants then
its down to Gabon and if I’m stretching it then perhaps Cameroon. Being from
India, you may say what’s the big deal with forest elephants…there are several forest
elephants in India, both inside and
outside of its national parks. My riposte is that those are different species –
the Asian elephants are distinct from both the African Savanna and their African
Forest cousins.
Wading through a stream |
As for my
experiences with forest elephants in Gabon, I’ve only seen them after hours
(sometimes days) of tracking in the jungle just to get a glimpse and that too mostly
through a thicket of bush. Don’t get me wrong, I love the thrill (and pain) of
tracking wild animals but just the thought of going to a place where these
normally elusive giants come out in a clearing deep in the steamy jungles of
Central Africa was alluring enough that this was my number one objective in CAR.
The word “Bai” comes
from the pygmy language and refers for a forest clearing with a stream running
through it. There are several of these bai’s spread across the Congo Basin from
Nigeria to the two Congos but not all of them have visitation by elephants and
other mammals on a large scale.
Only bai’s that have the unique combination of a water stream, mineral salts and non-degraded habitat can attract big herds of elephants and other mammals.
Only bai’s that have the unique combination of a water stream, mineral salts and non-degraded habitat can attract big herds of elephants and other mammals.
This wasn’t my first brush with bai’s…my first introduction infact was when I was researching Gabon and I was immediately transfixed by them. Back in 2011, I spend over 20 days backpacking through the country and made my way all the way to the remote Ivindo National Park just so I could visit the Langoué Bai. Unfortunately, upon getting there I learnt that shortly before I got there, it was closed for eco-tourism and earmarked exclusively for research. That was a bummer but, I somewhat made-up for it by going to the magnificent and remote Kongou Falls.
Back at Doli Lodge,
before I even ventured into the jungle I had to make arrangements with the park
authority. Most important was to secure a 4X4 that would transfer me into the
park as far as they could take me and then a guide to navigate through the
jungle.
Christian from the parks authority got me sorted out with the logistics and when I returned to the lodge for dinner I met Fredrik, a Swedish adventurer and photographer – the only other guest at the lodge and the only other traveler I met since I’d arrived in CAR. He had made his way across from Cameroon the exact same way I had originally envisioned in 2013.
Elephants in the background &forest hogs in the foreground |
Christian from the parks authority got me sorted out with the logistics and when I returned to the lodge for dinner I met Fredrik, a Swedish adventurer and photographer – the only other guest at the lodge and the only other traveler I met since I’d arrived in CAR. He had made his way across from Cameroon the exact same way I had originally envisioned in 2013.
Over dinner we
agreed to combine our trip into the park for various activities over the next
three days so we could share some of the transport and guide costs. He even had
a quite brilliant idea of spending a night at the watchtower at the bai which I
immediately jumped on.
Since Fredrik had already packed his supplies for a couple days, I had to make a quick run to the village of Bayanga to buy water, bread, a couple tins of mackerel and some sweet chocolate spread.
Since Fredrik had already packed his supplies for a couple days, I had to make a quick run to the village of Bayanga to buy water, bread, a couple tins of mackerel and some sweet chocolate spread.
The next morning,
we were picked up in a 4X4 which was heavily depreciated if I can say that. Not
surprisingly it failed to start and had to be push-started a few times before
it got firing.
An hour or so later we were dropped at the point beyond which the vehicle couldn’t go. The terrain was too swampy for it. It was so wet I took my shoes off and decided to walk barefoot from there on out.
An hour or so later we were dropped at the point beyond which the vehicle couldn’t go. The terrain was too swampy for it. It was so wet I took my shoes off and decided to walk barefoot from there on out.
An hour of walking
through mud, a knee-high stream, and elephant tracks and we finally arrived at
the watchtower. The Dzanga Bai is not special…it MAGICAL! A place of astounding
natural beauty. Without a doubt it ranks up there with my best wildlife
experiences.
There were over
forty elephants when we got there but their numbers steadily grew to over a
hundred closer to dusk. At one point I counted 116! Among the elephants were a
few lazy wallowing red forest buffalos. One forest hog family also made its way
around the bai for a short while that afternoon. However, we didn’t see any
Bongos…the other star attraction of the Dzanga bai.
To see these
elephants that are normally so elusive and solitary going about digging for
mineral salts and seeing their social interactions was amazing. I’ve been on
safaris in Kenya, Tanzania, South Africa and Namibia and can claim to have seen
a bit of wildlife including a lot of elephants but without diminishing them I
would have to say the Dzanga Bai beats all those experiences hands down. The
thrill of being in a remote jungle with practically zero tourists and not having
to watch from a vehicle is pure unadulterated wildlife experience. It makes the
heart warm knowing that there still exist these remote, pristine places on our
planet.
The best thing was
that the guides left us on the watchtower and returned to Bayanga as Fredrik
and I were going to spend the night on the tower. They would return the
following morning to pick us up. I had lugged a big bottle of beer with me to
sip on through dusk and even though it was warm it was still quite a sundowner
experience.
I went to bed that
night listening to the typical forest noises but also the occasional grunts and
trumpets of the elephants jostling for the best digging spots. Since I had brought
my sleeping bag with me I had a fairly good night’s rest but I think Fredrik
was worse off since he had to make do by sleeping on the bamboo benches. Below is a 5 minute video of the bai along with noises of the forest.
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