On approaching the groat flock as tliey fled in the sliallow water near shore, they would 

 rise with a great roar of beating wings and splashing water, circle about in drifting pinic clouds 

 and finally settle down in mid lake 



Next morning we hunted along the east shore of the lake under the 

 escarpment and met with rhinoceros, buffalo and greater kudu in the strip 

 of bush that fringes the shores. In the meantime the flamingos moved 

 across to the western shore and we failed to get photographs of them. On 

 the second day after a two hours' journey up the tortuous rock-strewn 

 western shore, we came to the region which seems to be their favorite haunt. 



On our approach the great flocks 

 rose from the water and flew across 

 toward the opposite shore many 

 alighting in mid-lake. As the birds 

 arose the splashing of water made 

 by their running over the surface 

 to get a start, the beating of wings 

 and the "kronk-kronk" of their 

 calls created an indescribable din, 

 while the charm of the marvel- 

 ously beautiful sight was tempered 

 by the odors that arose from the 

 putrid waters churned by the ac- 

 tivity of the birds. 



The flamingos that had settled 



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