Grey Headed Gull spotted at Hlane

April 23, 2014
Grey Headed Gull at Ndlovu Waterhole

Grey Headed Gull at Ndlovu Waterhole

Last week we had a surprise visit by the Gull at Hlane Royal National Park’s Ndlovu Waterhole. It has never been recorded to our birding list at Hlane .The Grey Headed Gull is a small gull which breeds patchily in South America and Africa south of the Sahara. It is not truly migratory, but is more widespread in winter. This species has occurred as a rare vagrant to North and Spain.

He did not like the Croc in the Waterhole though.

Imvelo 2014 Sold Out in Two Days

April 11, 2014

Imvelo logo-page-001The 2014 Nedbank Swaziland’s Imvelo MTB Classic  has been sold out  and our entries are now therefore closed. Didn’t manage to enter? Ask to be added to our waiting list and we’ll advise you when there are any cancellations.

Remember the event is on the 7th June 2014 at Mlilwane Wildlife Sanctuary. For more information visit our website: or call our office at +268 2528 3943.

Imvelo 2014 Almost Sold Out!

April 9, 2014
Some of Imvelo participants at Mlilwane

Some of Imvelo participants at Mlilwane

In just less than 48 hours from the opening of entries  for Imvelo MTB Classic 2014, the event is almost sold out. Remember the race is only limited to 500 participants and we are almost there. Enter now to avoid disappointment.

Remember the event is on the 7th June 2014 at Mlilwane Wildlife Sanctuary. For more information visit our website: or call our office at +268 2528 3943.

Imvelo Entries Now Open!

April 8, 2014

Imvelo_Flyer_2014 2-page-001The Nedbank Swaziland’s Imvelo MTB Classic 2014 entry is now open!   This year’s race looks to be bigger and better than last year and will take place at Mlilwane Wild Life Sanctuary on the 7th June 2014.  The race is only limited to 500 participants, with four categories to suit the whole family.
Participants  can either enter online at or  or manually  at our Central Reservations Office and at Adventure Sport in Mbabane or Manzini.

Imvelo Turns 10 This Year

April 2, 2014

Imvelo_Flyer_2014-jpegThe Nedbank Swaziland’s Imvelo MTB Classic turns 10 this year and  this year’s race looks to be bigger and better than last year and will take place at Mlilwane Wild Life Sanctuary on the 7th June 2014. Entries open on the 8th  April 2014.  The race is only limited to 500 participants, with four categories to suit the whole family.
Participants  can either enter online at or  or manually  at our Central Reservations Office, Hlane Royal National Park and at Adventure Sport in Mbabane or Manzini.

Check out our March Family Day Pictures & Book for April!

March 11, 2014

As part of Big Game Parks’ 50th Celebrations, we launched a series of select Family Days at which children under 13 are admitted to Hlane Royal National Park and Mlilwane Wildlife Sanctuary FREE of charge!

Here are some pictures taken at the last Family Day in March featuring some of the children enjoying the 50th Celebration Child Activities (available if pre-booked for an extra fee of  just R60 per child!). Book now to avoid disappointment for the next Family Day on 12th April (Mlilwane) and 13th April (Hlane) by calling +268 2528 3943.

The scheduled activities for April will be:

  • Scavenger Hunt – Paid Activity
  • Animal Checklist Guided Bush Walk – Paid Activity
  • Crafting a ‘Grassapillar’ – FREE
  • Face Painting – FREE
  • Pony Rides – FREE
  • Conservation Themed Games – FREE

Roan Antelope Project enters 2nd Phase

March 4, 2014

Two radio collared Roan Antelope (lithakayezi) bulls have recently been released at Mkhaya Game Reserve and their progress is being monitored by park Rangers. Both animals have been seen regularly since their release. This is a significant event as it signals the next step in the phased Roan Antelope breeding programme based at Mlilwane Wildlife Sanctuary. Roan Antelope are amongst the rarest antelope in Southern Africa.

Swaziland’s Roan Antelope became locally extinct in 1961 when Ted Reilly found the last animal caught in a poachers wire snare on the Tsabokhulu stream near Tabankulu. The species is known to have historically occurred (among other areas) along the foothills of the Mdumezulu Mountains, the Lubombos and the Lowveld flats of Hlane. The last herd of 12 roan on the farm “Forbes ranch” (now Hlane Royal National Park) were poisoned during the 1930s and were a casualty of the former British Administration’s campaign to eradicate wildebeest from Swaziland in order to “tame the land” for agriculture and development.


During the 1980’s a small group of Roan Antelope were re-introduced to Mkhaya from Namibia. Unfortunately, being from such vastly different climates, and due to limited knowledge of roan introductions at the time, the re- introduction was not successful. The remaining animals were moved to Mlilwane, where they joined a group of Roan that had been imported from the Marwell Zoo in England and the Dver Kralove Zoo in the Czech Republic with the assistance of the charity “Back to Africa”, to bolster the species re-introduction efforts in Swaziland’s protected areas.

Under specialized management at Mlilwane, the Roan Antelope numbers have now grown to a point where the options for the best protocol to re-establish a wild population are being investigated.

Roan are known to be very sensitive to loss of grass cover from competing grazers. Once grass cover is lost, their calves become very prone to predation and the adults suffer from nutritional challenges as their highly selective feeding requirements are affected. Roan are also very susceptible to ticks which makes this a particularly difficult animal to re-introduce to the wild in sub-tropical areas .

It is for this reason that the two bulls which are 2nd generation Swazi born, were chosen and fitted with radio collars before they were released. Through the use of the collars, rangers will be able to determine the animals’ movements and preferred habitats. It is anticipated that lessons can be learned and knowledge gained from these two animals before a larger Breeding group is committed to release in pursuance of Big Game Parks objective of re-establishing viable populations of Swaziland’s wildlife. In the case of sensitive species which are rare and therefore have small founder populations, Big Game Parks considers such re-introduction projects to run over an approximately 30 year period.

BGP Family Days a Hit: Book now for 8th & 9th March!

February 26, 2014

As part of Big Game Parks’ 50th Celebrations, we launched a series of select Family Days at which children under 13 are admitted to Hlane Royal National Park and Mlilwane Wildlife Sanctuary FREE of charge!

Here are some pictures taken at the last Family Day featuring some of the children enjoying the 50th Celebration Child Activities (available if pre-booked for an extra fee of  just R60 per child!). Book now to avoid disappointment for the next Family Day on 8th March (Mlilwane) and 9th March (Hlane) by calling +268 2528 3943.

The scheduled activities for 8th & 9th March will be:

  • 13h00: Face painting, Pony Rides, Craft Tables
  • 14h00 – 15h00: Treasure Hunt
  • 15h30 – 16h30: Meet a tree
  • 16h30 – 17h30: Conservation themed games

Don’t miss Sky Diversity’s Air Display at Sikhuphe Airport!

February 21, 2014


Don’t miss SkyDiversity’s striking air display at Swaziland’s new Sikhuphe Airport on 8th March 2014!

SkyDiversity Team-Building

And be sure to book them for you all your corporate training, competitions, events, displays and air show needs! Aside from all the drop-zone-based sports, tandem and student training, over the years they have performed thousands of parachute displays for a diverse range of local and international brands. They have an excellent track record for consistently bringing massive amounts of entertainment and excitement, whilst delivering excellent return on investment and media value. Based in Gauteng (close to Lanseria International Airport), SkyDiversity have access to a diverse range of aircraft throughout Southern Africa, and are willing to travel nationwide and even globally to deliver our services as required.

MEMORIES OF MLILWANE – Bill Norrie – Return of the Giraffe

February 20, 2014


The new born calf weighed in at 150 pounds, and stood six feet high on very wobbly legs.  This was no ordinary baby giraffe.  It was the first giraffe to be born in Swaziland in almost a hundred years.  Hunters had taken their toll on these lovely animals until, sadly, there were none left in the region.  The parents of this young giraffe had arrived in Mlilwane in the back of a one and a half tonne blue Datsun pick-up truck in 1964.

The original two came from the Kruger National Park and no, we didn’t catch them ourselves.  The rangers had captured about forty of them to distribute to other game parks and reduce the giraffe herds in the Kruger Park.   Ted was well known in those ranger circles from his time spent in the Sabi River area recently, and news of his successful venture at Mlilwane had reached the officials of the park.  He was offered two giraffes.  The problem was that, if he wanted them, he had to go and get them.  There were held at a place called Hoedspruit, near Phalaborwa, about two hundred miles to the north. It was a long and difficult drive on dirt roads at the beginning of the rainy season.  The roads could be dry and dusty, or become a sea of mud in the rainy season.  We experienced both conditions on this remarkable and memorable trip.

I arrived at Mlilwane on a Friday evening in preparation for the long journey that started first thing next morning – at sparrow fart (very early), as we used to say. Ted and Petros led the way in the Datsun truck and I followed.  The plan was to leave my car at the South African border north of Swaziland, so I could return to Johannesburg on Sunday night, and be back at work on Monday morning.  They would continue to Mlilwane themselves.  In retrospect, I should have taken the day off, though my manager didn’t get too excited about people who started their work week on a Tuesday for any reason, let alone “goofing” around while they transported giraffes somewhere.  In his mind, the Denver Machinery Company took precedent over any giraffe.  My car was left at the border, and the three of us headed to White River, which was to be our first stop.

Ted wanted to stop and say hello to a good friend of his, Mrs. Stevenson-Hamilton. She was the widow of Col. James Stevenson-Hamilton, the first game warden of the Kruger National Park that was originally the Sabie Sand River Reserve, in 1902.  Ted had known the colonel, as had his dad in his Boer War days.  We had tea with this gracious and colourful lady on her spacious veranda. I just sat there in awe while she and Ted talked; being in their presence I realized the significance of the history and the life she had led in those early days in the eastern Transvaal.  One of the first game rangers the colonel hired was Harry Wolhuter who wrote the book “Memoirs of a Game Ranger”; he survived an attack by a lion that had pulled him off his horse in the bush – stabbed the lion with a knife and killed it.  After a fine tea we bade her farewell and continued on our journey to Hoedspruit.

We arrived in time for supper and a quick look at the two giraffes that would be our companions on the return trip.  They were young, one male and one female.  They were about ten feet tall, and had large hooves that could deal out a nasty blow to the unwary that came too close to them.  I made a note of the radius of those front feet, and had no plans to hand out a friendly pat.  They were penned off from the other giraffes and were ready to be put into crates the next morning.  The rangers also had several young cheetah cubs that had been deserted by their mother for some reason, and were kept in a wire enclosure.  Ted said they had “rickets” caused by malnutrition and had weak back legs as a result.  They were bad tempered little chaps that hissed and spat at anyone who came near them.  The rangers wanted to nurse them back to health.  Hoedspruit later became known as a center for rehabilitating cheetahs. Supper was most welcome after a long day, and later, we sat around the campfire and listened to the rangers tell their stories – some of which were on the ‘tall’ side.  We slept in the open with some wool blankets the rangers had provided.  Memories of my Rhodesian army days drifted through my mind as I contended with the hard ground and I tried to get some sleep.

We started at 5.30 am the next morning after a good breakfast cooked on an open wood fire; eggs, boerevors and tomatoes.

The rangers herded the two giraffes down a narrow wood fenced walkway to the loading ramp.  We put the crates on the pickup truck and backed it up to the ramp. Each giraffe was prodded into its own crate and then a wood gate was dropped into secure slots behind them.  The crates were open at the top to allow for their long necks.  We were ready for the long trip back to Mlilwane.  It would be a slow drive, as we had to keep the dust to a minimum and not jostle them too much.  The clearance for the truck with the animals on it was about fourteen feet, and that height was to give us some problems that we had not foreseen.  We said our goodbyes and away we went, thrilled with the two new additions to the sanctuary.

Giraffes can go a day or two without water, but we did need to feed them.  That was easy, as all we had to do was to pull up under some low trees and they fed themselves while we sat in the shade on the side of the dirt road.  It was fun to watch them feed.  They wrapped their long, dark purple coloured tongues around the base of a small branch and then pulled a bunch of leaves off it into their mouths.  I don’t remember any lavish picnics along the way though we must have had something to eat like biltong (jerky) washed down with some lukewarm tea; ideal on a hot day. That was to be the least of our troubles, as we continued slowly on our journey.

The combination of the giraffes on the back of the truck and the many low telephones strung across the road was not a good one, and it really slowed us down.  We cut a sapling about ten long with a fork on the end and proceeded to raise the wires while Ted drove the truck underneath them. Toward the end of the trip, we came across a wire that was just too low for the “stick and lift” method so the wire had to be cut, for a good cause, of course.  With knowledge of that part of the country, that line may still be down, some forty years later.  In those days, most people were connected with “party lines” (everyone could listen into each other’s conversations) so we probably ticked off a number of people at the same time.

It was early evening by the time we reached the border post – it took all day to travel one hundred a fifty miles – and, much to our dismay, it had begun to rain, which complicated things for all of us, but particularly for Ted and Petros.  They had a much more difficult road ahead of them, even though it was only seventy miles.  The road they had to take was through the hills, and turned out to be muddy and slippery and gave them a hard time. I hated to leave them at this point.  They didn’t arrive back to Mlilwane until the next morning, so you can imagine how slowly they travelled with that precious cargo on board.  All I had to worry about was me, and that was to be enough.

I was tired, hungry and dirty: perfect conditions for a two hundred and fifty mile drive to Johannesburg in the rain.  If I drove straight through, I would get home by midnight, but I knew I couldn’t do that so I was on the lookout for a place to stop.  After about an hour I spotted a hotel that looked ideal for dinner and some sleep. As soon as they saw this disreputable character walk through the door any vacancies they had disappeared, and said they were full.  I was really ticked off.  That angry energy was good for another two hours on the road, after which I knew I had to stop. I was crossed eyed, I was so tired.  Perhaps the night clerk at the next hotel at which I stopped had relatives that looked like me; anyway, he gave me a room.  He promised to wake me up at five, which he did.  After a hot shower, I drove the rest of the way, refreshed.  I had breakfast at my flat in Hillbrow, changed, and went to work. I arrived just before eight.  How I made it through that day I will never know, and actually, I did no effective work until Wednesday.

Ted may have told me what his plan was for that weekend and maybe not.  I don’t remember.  I would just go when I was free for the weekend and do whatever was needed.   Each trip was different and filled with excitement, and in the long view, historic.


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