Food Adventures in Madagascar

Food is a hot topic in travel these days.  More and more destinations offer food tours with samplings of tasty street goodies.

Being a dedicated foodie, upon arrival in Madagascar (Mada) last summer, I naively inquired  about a food tour.  “Not here,” announced Ravi, a guide and driver.  “People get sick.  They reuse the cooking oil.”

Forget street food, as well as haute cuisine and Michelin star restaurants. I did, however,  enjoy some delicious dining during my stay in the country,  the fifth  poorest in the world.

Food prep starts early in Madagascar

I loved visiting the markets, taking photos of the friendly vendors, and learning about Mada food.

Let’s start with rice. “We must eat rice three times per day,”  declared Emanuel, my guide at a market in  Antananarivo (Tana), the country capital.  We passed numerous rice stands with numerous kinds of rice.  “But this is not enough.  We also import rice from China and India,”  he added.

Hard to believe. During my first excursion in Mada, to a lemur park about  25 kilometers from Tana, we passed miles of rice paddies. However, on another excursion we passed brick factories on the river banks. Bricks replaced rice; I was told. “You can make more money with bricks.”  

Zebu are to Madagascar what reindeer are to Norway.  The island’s domestic cattle originally came  from South Asia.  They serve as a source of meat, as well as a beast of burden. The humped cattle are a symbol of wealth and status, and play an essential role in ceremonies and sacrificial rituals (see previous post, Madagascar’s Intriguing Ancestor Rituals) Popular souvenirs – jewelry, salad tongs, bowls, decorative objects –  are made of zebu horns. The color and grain of the horns vary, so each piece has a distinct pattern.

I am not a hearty meat eater, but twice I savored zebu filet.  Exquisite.  Filet is not on the menu at market food stalls,  but zebu stomach and feet are, both considered delicacies. 

 Many market stands are “fast food” depots, offering a variety of prepared dishes at reasonable prices.  Shoppers stop for a meal at the markets.  “We like to eat here.  It’s easier than going home to cook,” I was told.  

My guide went for the stomach and feet.  I was not tempted.   A colorful concoction of pasta and vegetables did tempt me, but I dared not. Locals have grown up with this food.  They don’t get sick.  

Cassava leaves are an essential ingredient in many Malagasy dishes, especially the national favorite, ravitoto.  Leaves can be purchased pre ground at the market. 

I watched as women mixed the leaves with coconut milk, grated coconut, water,  and then squeezed it all dry, before mixing it with meat and vegetables for cooking.  This was one of many ready-to-eat offerings at the market. 

In Nosy Be, the Mada resort town where I spent several days,  a brochette stand is a sensation.  Customers line up in the evening for take-home brochettes, about 11 US cents each.  The tiny stand was started by the mother of some of the workers years ago.  It’s grown into a thriving family business, employing daughters,  granddaughters and cousins, all at work cutting  up 25 kilos of zebu every day, then assembling the brochettes with the meat, green papaya, and more.   

As an island nation, Madagascar offers a variety of fish and other sea creatures for the dinner plate. I visited a fishing village where thousands of sardines were drying in the sun.

Although I love fish and seafood, I was disappointed in what I tasted in Mada – all overcooked for me. With one exception:  camarons, a type of large gamba from the waters of  nearby Mozambique.  To die for, along with zebu filet.

This was my last night treat at the Sakamanga  (blue cat) hotel in Tana.  The menu selections there were several notches up from restaurant food I had elsewhere.  The restaurant was bustling. Reservations a must. 

The hotel itself could be a tourist attraction, its walls decorated with framed old newspaper front pages and photos, and hallways filled with ancient Malagasy treasures.

Why the hotel name meaning blue cat?  No one could tell me.  As a childless cat lady, I was delighted to spot two curled up kitties on an office chair,  as well as other cats during my travels.  Malagasy like felines, I learned.

And, I loved my adventures in Mada. For more, see my previous posts: Discovering the Unique Wonder of Madagascar and Madagascar’s Intriguing Ancestor Rituals

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Malagasy John Delmas organizes and guides visits to Madgascar. John was my guide/driver for two days. He was super, taught me lots. Contact his company. https://www.mada-discovery-travels.com

Ravi Matadeen rents made-in-Madagasar unique vehicles for self drive trips. http://www.selfdrivemadagascar.com.

I booked my African adventure, South Africa (Kruger) and Madagascar, with Worldwide Quest, http://www.worldwidequest.com


Today’s Taste. No new recipe, but one from the past, CHICKEN MAFE. It’s not a Malagasy recipe, but a West African speciality. I have made it several times for African dinner parties and it’s always a hit. Peanuts are the secret ingredient. For more tasty recipes, click  here.

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Madagascar’s Intriguing Ancestor Rituals

Turning of the Bones.  Sounds bizarre and morbid.  “Famadihana,” exhuming the bones of deceased relatives, is a culturally ingrained ritual in Madagascar (Mada).  Five to seven years after death, families exhume the bones of a beloved ancestor, wrap the bones in fresh cloth, and celebrate before reburial. It is a sign of love and respect for the deceased.

Celebrants dancing with the wrapped remains of ancestors

There’s dancing with the wrapped ancestors, eating and lots of drinking – a joyous, festive occasion.  The celebrations, which last from one to three days or longer, are a duty, a must for relatives of the dead to host.   And, they are expensive, costing up to a year’s earnings.

Ravi Matadeen, who rents self-drive vehicles in Antananarivo, the capital of Mada, told of one of his employees who was under fierce pressure from relatives to host a Famadihana for his mother.   The employee was distraught.  He could not afford it.  “I told him I would pay,” Ravi said.  

Family graves are huge, with remains of up to 100 persons. At Famadihana, all the bones in the grave are exhumed.

Young people want to resist the ancient custom, he explained, but they are under so much pressure they often must comply.  “We must do it,” a 41-year-old guide told me.

Madagascar, the fourth largest island in the world, has 22 distinct regions and 18 different ethnic groups.  Customs differ within the groups, but Famadihana is common with several groups.  Half of the population is Christian, but many also practice Turning of the Bones. 

I was intrigued, fascinated with Famadihana, and many other spooky Mada customs.  I did not attend a bones ceremony, a private, sacred ritual, not an event where tourists are usually welcome.  Many fear outsiders will disturb the spirits.

Sacred Banyan tree

But, I was welcome to visit a sacred tree where spirits live. After a lengthy drive down a rutted dirt road through a  jungle-like forest, there it was – a huge, tangled mass of roots, the Banyan Sacred Tree, planted in 1836 by the queen of the Sakalava tribe.

Malagasy come here to ask the spirit of the tree to fulfill a wish, grant them a favor, I learned.  A woman may ask to find a husband, for example.  Some may request  a new car. 

 Whatever, believers must walk around the sacred tree, as well as  make offerings, such as food items, to the tree.  If their wish is fulfilled, they must return to the tree and sacrifice a cow. (My wish has not been granted.  A cow is spared.) 

Female visitors must wear a pareo to walk around the tree. The garb can be rented at the site. At right, gifts left under the tree for the spirit.

Cutting or climbing this sacred tree is a fady (taboo), and Madagascar is loaded with fady.   Taboos vary with regions, ethnic groups, even within a family. Breaking  a fady is said to bring misfortune, bad luck.

Certain food items are a fady for some. A guide told me he does not eat pork. Eels are considered sacred in certain areas and not to be consumed. For many, it is a fady to point at a tomb or grave, to sit on a pillow, to sleep with your head facing north.  In some places dogs are a fady. 

This statue marks the site where a sacred rock once stood.

I visited Sakatia island where dogs are taboo. The guide explained that many years ago dogs were used on the island to chase and help capture natives who were to become slaves. “That’s why the people here hate dogs,” he explained.  “I don’t like dogs either,” he said, “but it depends on your ethnic background.” 

Dogs are taboo on Sakatia island. Not so turtles. Giant species swim in surrounding waters where I was thrilled to snorkel with them.

Fady are associated with circumcision, a rite of passage in Mada. It is performed by a traditional circumciser, often using bamboo and medicinal plants, and only on boys – no female circumcision in Mada.

An astrologer must be consulted to set an auspicious date.  Rituals, cow sacrifices and feasting are involved.  Guides told me as a sign of love the grandfather often eats the foreskin with a banana.  In some areas, the foreskin is placed on top of a gun and shot into the air.

There is a movement underway in some parts of the island nation to promote more sanitary circumcision.  Signs advertise “American circumcision.  No blood.”

Zebu are herded through a lane of baobab trees. Six of the world’s eight species of baobab thrive in Mada. Many of the trees are sacred, associated with ancestral spirits and taboos.

Intriguing, unusual customs are just one of the multitude of  wonders of Madagascar.  Adventure, wildlife, no crowds, stunning landscapes. Madagascar is mesmerizing.  See my previous post,  Discovering the Unique Wonders of Madagascar, for more on this stellar destination.

I am a foodie.  Madagascar is not the place for Michelin star dining, but its markets and food customs are remarkable. The beef is extraordinary, in my opinion.  Twice I  treated myself to zebu filet —  best steaks ever.  More about zebu, the cattle of Madagascar, and Mada cuisine in my next post.  

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Malagasy John Delmas organizes and guides visits to Madgascar. John was my guide/driver for two days. He was super, taught me lots. Contact his company. https://www.mada-discovery-travels.com

Ravi Matadeen rents made-in-Madagasar unique vehicles for self drive trips. http://www.selfdrivemadagascar.com.

I booked my African adventure, South Africa (Kruger) and Madagascar, with Worldwide Quest, http://www.worldwidequest.com

Today’s Taste: I spent the holidays in Italy, hence a yummy pasta recipe : Fusilli with Broccoli and Gorgonzola Sauce  For more tasty recipes, click here.

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8 responses to “Madagascar’s Intriguing Ancestor Rituals”

  1. Kate Barker

    Salut Leah,

    Lovely article for me today as my knee heels and I enjoy a bit of armchair traveler. I’ve not travelled all that much outside of Europe and the states so most of my holy relics have been visited in varies churches and cathedrals. Amusing how many commonalities are found within cultures that we typically think of as vastly different.

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    1. I am happy to know you enjoyed the article. It is always interesting to learn about other cultures, and more even interesting, surprising, to see the commonalities as you mentioned.

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  2. cloudradiantd553459bf1

    Hi Leah,
    It is quite interesting to read about this ritual, I never read of some similar traditions before.
    In Italy it is common to exhume bones of deceased people a few years after the burial, mostly for reorganizing space in the cemetery, but there are no rituals. I can see that they have quite a dedication for the bodies of their families.
    It is sad that dogs have such a negative connotation. I would say that it was the men behind those dogs to be blamed for capturing people to become slaves. It sounds like a sort of superstition to me.
    When I read the other article about Madascar while I was staying in your home, I then went for a walk to the Parc du Cap Martin and was delighted to see three baobab trees in there 🙂

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    1. These customs, rituals are indeed interesting. Thanks for pointing out the baobab trees in my park. I never noticed, but will surely look for them next time I take a walk there.

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  3. Wow, Leah, incredible experiences you had!

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    1. Yes, fun and fascinating. Keeps me going.

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  4. Steve Koester

    I’m intrigued, I really would like to travel to Madagascar. I’ve had enough encounters with dogs on my travels to appreciate Sakatia island taboo. The guide’s comment suggesting that the taboo may have had its origins from when dogs were used to chase and help capture natives who were to become slaves, may help explain it. Like many cultural taboos it may have other positive consequences. It’s interesting how many cultures have celebrations to honor the dead. I liked to have a couple of baobab trees in my yard. I’m sorry your wish did not come to pass, but it saved you from having to go back, purchase a cow and sacrifice it. That would have been an expensive ordeal.

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    1. Mada would be a great destination for you and Tai. Rent one of those self-drive vehicles for exciting adventure. Not just the expense if my wish had been fulfilled — no way I could have sacrificed a cow.

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Happy New Year’s Moon

With wishes that this glorious golden moon (Jan. 3) brings joy, calm, fun and laughter, good food – and most importantly, good health, to all.  And, even more important: a peaceful, saner, safer world. 

I never tire of full moon shots from my balcony overlooking the Mediterranean, the town of Menton, France, and Italy in the background.  The gilded sheen of this moon was special—hopefully a good omen for 2026.

For the third holiday season in a row, I pampered myself at Abano Terme, a spa town in northern Italy known for therapeutic mud treatments.

With friends in Abano. I am with Fatima, our angel waitress from Brazil. In addition to mud, we ate well: four course Italian meals twice a day.

Thermal pools and mud at Abano. For more “Discovering the Marvels of Mud”

Today’s Taste: A focus on Italy, yummy pasta: Fusilli with Broccoli and Gorgonzola Sauce  For more tasty recipes, click here.

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15 responses to “Happy New Year’s Moon”

  1. Monica

    Thank you for posting, Leah.
    I can now see where you were while I was staying in your apartment with Simba 🙂
    I must go to Abano one day and get one of those treatments.
    Looking forward to your next travel diary, I have just signed up!

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    1. Thanks for subscribing, Monica. And, thank you for all the TLC for my Simba.

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  2. Ole Olsonj

    You have a wonderful place for a full moon! And the food ain’t bad!

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    1. The views are outstanding, Food OK, but this is not Paris nor Nice. Longing for a good ole
      American pot roast, prepared one yesterday for guests. Delicious.

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  3. cleverb35941eb48

    Beautiful moon shot! I’ve had a few like that over Santa Monica Bay on my morning walks. Happy New Year!

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    1. What glorious morning walks! I love my moon views,

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  4. happily64dfa75244

    Hi Leah What wonderful pictures 🥰 Wish you all the best😘 Greetings from Phoenix, Arizona

    ********************************* Erika Niederer mit homesitting um die Welt

    unterwegs von Alaska nach Feuerland http://silverstar-on-tour.jimdo.com http://silverstar-on-tour.com

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    1. Thank you Erika. Enjoy Phoenix.

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  5. Frances

    Such a stunning photo of the Golden Moon! 🌝 Einen guten Rutsch ins Jahr 2026!!

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    1. Und einen guten Rutsch für euch. LG

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  6. Gorgonzola sauce!! Fabulous!

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    1. Gorgonzola is indeed fabulous. Try the pasta sauce.

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  7. Anne Jantzen

    What stunning shots from your balcony. I was privileged to stay there last May. I share your wishes for a better, brighter 2026. Love, Anne

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  8. Glorious full-moon photos, Leah! Oh la la, the spa experience must have been heavenly. So glad you did that! Gayle

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    1. Glad I did it, too, It is always a treat.

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Discovering the Unique Wonders of Madagascar

Red Tsingy is one of the many wonders of Madagascar.

I was not the typical Madagascar tourist.  Visitors come to this island nation to see its unique wildlife and admire dramatic landscapes: rainforests, deserts, canyons, lagoons, coral reefs. They come for adventure: rock climbing, kite surfing, scuba and snorkeling. They trek, backpack, camp.   It can be rough and demanding. Distances are vast.  Roads are poor.   Lodges can be remote with few amenities.

I doubt Rick Steves has been to Madagascar.  It’s probably not on many bucket lists. So why did I, an old, handicapped woman, come to Madagascar?  Folks wondered, and gave me puzzling glances.   

Welcoming committee at Nosy Be airport in Madagascar

I wanted to see the lemurs.  I wanted to escape mass tourism.  I wanted something different, off the beaten-track.  Madagascar checked all the boxes.

Because of my age and limited mobility, I had a private chauffeur guide, many different ones, during my visit. I was based at a comfortable hotel just outside of Nosy Be, Madagascar’s (Mada’s) popular beach resort. But I did not come to lounge on the beach. Nor did I come to trek or indulge in rigorous activity — however I did scuba dive. You don’t need the fitness of a marathon runner to enjoy Mada.

Cottages and pool at Nosy Be hotel.

Every day during my 6-day stay, a different adventure awaited:  a visit to a lemur park; snorkeling and swimming with huge turtles; visiting a fishing village, a sacred tree, markets, scuba.  My driver guides were terrific.  They taught me so much about this intriguing country

The island nation has a unique culture, a blend of Africa, Asia, (Indonesia) and the Middle East.  Madagascar consists of 22 regions with 18 dialects of the Malagasy language, although people generally understand one another.   French (Mada was a French colony until 1960) is spoken by many in the cities, as well as in government, business and education. English is not widely spoken, although it is common in tourist areas. Most of my guides spoke English, but some preferred to speak French, so we did.  

More magnificent scenery. Photos by John Delmas

What makes Mada so unparalleled is isolation. It split from India 88 million years ago, and has been isolated ever since, “a living laboratory of evolution.” The island in the Indian Ocean is about 250 miles off Africa’s east coast.  Land animals are locked in.  Its ecosystem is distinct, with most of its wildlife endemic (found nowhere else).

Including lemurs.  The park I visited is a private conservation reserve, home to 61 lemurs representing seven species.  Most have been rescued from various parts of the country.

Madagascar is home to 112 species of lemur, guide Femo told me.  All are endangered.  Their habitat is being destroyed by slash and burn agriculture, logging and mining.  People capture them for pets. And, eat them — not just the poor who are hungry, but well-to-do city dwellers who find the meat tasty and good for health.

“It’s a matter of education,” Femo said. “People don’t realize the lemurs are a national treasure.” 

Different species live in different parts of the huge country, and, rather than socialize with one another, they fight, Femo explained.  In the park, each species hangs out in its own territory. “Lemurs are not as intelligent as monkeys.  They don’t steal,” I learned.  

I saw dancing lemurs (they side hop), bamboo lemurs, gray mouse lemurs… plus ring-tailed lemurs which are the most common. They have 14 white and 14 black rings on their tails.  All are adorable and entertaining — jumping, swinging, dancing, hopping.                                                                                                                                                                                .                                                                                                                                                                                                 During our trek up and down the hills in the park and alongside the Katsaoka River, Femo pointed to a hill on the other side of the river.  It’s the site of a royal burial grounds, a place where people come to worship their ancestors and ask favors, he told me.  

Beyond the hill at right is a royal burial grounds, a popular place for worshipping the dead.

Mada is a land of spirits and taboos.  For Femo, eating onions and pork is taboo.  During the following days I learned much more about those spirits and taboos.

Madagascar’s baobab trees are among the most ancient on the planet, some thought to be more than 800 years old . Like much today, they are threatened by climate change and agriculture. Photo by John Delmas

AI labels Mada the “best bang-for-your-buck” destination.  It offers “good value.” Another AI quote: “Madagascar isn’t just another destination.  It’s one of the last places left where the world still feels bigger than us. Go before the rest of the world figures that out.”

I’m very happy I went to Madagascar. Please, don’t tell Rick Steves about this very special place.

Future posts will focus on Madagascar’s strange traditions and rituals, markets and food, and more. If not a Tales and Travel follower, please sign up here. Trust me. It’s safe. Your address is not shared.

For tasty recipes, click here. Christmas baking? Try this winner of a holiday cookie: Christmas Cookies: Cranberry Walnut Delights

Malagasy John Delmas, above, organizes and guides visits to Madgascar. John was my guide/driver for two days. He was super, taught me lots. Contact his company. https://www.mada-discovery-travels.com

Ravi Matadeen rents made-in-Madagasar unique vehicles for self drive trips. http://www.selfdrivemadagascar.com


I booked my African adventure, South Africa (Kruger) and Madagascar, with Worldwide Quest, http://www.worldwidequest.com

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7 responses to “Discovering the Unique Wonders of Madagascar”

  1. tsaidel

    Wonderful post as always. Thanks Leah. I have visited Madagascar and agree that it’s a very special place.

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    1. Thank you and Happy New Year, Tobi. Madagascar is very special and unique. I am very happy I visited.

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  2. happily64dfa75244

    Just amazing, the story and the wonderful pictures, thanks so much for sharing 🙏

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  3. Steve Koester

    OK, I want to go. The photos are great. It’s harder as you get older, but I’ve always found the best parts of traveling are the people you meet, the unexpected things that happen, and the challenges they present.

    So many primate species endangered or on the brink of extinction.

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    1. You should go. You’d love Mada — and so would Tai. Most of the photos are by my fabulous guide John. I had fun times with guides, all so knowledgeable, understanding and patient.

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  4. Karen Doyle

    I don’t think you will ever stop traveling to exotic adventure destinations, Leah. This one was a “must do” and it turned out to be the fascinating adventure you had hoped for. And, you got to see those adorable lemurs and so much more in Madagascar.
    Kudos to you!
    Karen

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    1. I hope you are right, Karen. I love these adventures. There are still many places I want to explore.

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Cat Lover’s Adventure in South Africa

Childless cat lady – that’s me.  I have been passionate about felines all my life, and have always had a cat, or several cats, in my life.

My safari to South Africa last summer gave me the opportunity to observe big cats in the wild.  It was thrilling, and fascinating to learn more about these majestic creatures from the guides and trackers.  In many cases, they know the animals, and their backstories, well. 

On the drive from the airport to my first safari lodge:  a leopard sighting. Driver Cheryl pointed out that the spotted feline was stalking a kudo, well camouflaged in the bush. Numerous cars had pulled over to observe.  Alas, we had to move on. Did the leopard succeed?  Or, did the kudo live another day?  

Eyes focused on a nearby kudo with hopes for a tasty lunch.

The next day on a safari trek, another leopard. This one was lounging near a tree with a hyena and a wildebeest not far off.   The partially-eaten carcass of an impala was lodged high up in the tree branches. We learned that leopards, excellent climbers, often drag their kill up trees to protect it from hungry predators.  

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Hyena in the background in photo on the left.

Hyenas are scavengers– and ferocious. We were told they charge any animal, except a male lion.  A leopard would not likely charge a hyena – too risky, according to the guide.  In this instance, the hyena and wildebeest were waiting for the cat to return to the tree and have another go at the carcass, hoping some tasty morsels would fall to the ground.

The leopard, named Raven Scott, was well known to our crew. He, and other wildlife in this park, are regularly monitored and studied.

Raven Scott enjoys a siesta knowing his bounty, leftovers from lunch, is safe in the branches above.

Later our tracker zeroed in on lion tracks, but no lion to be found.  He did smell the pee of a leopard.  “It smells like popcorn,” he said.  The potent urine smell is used to signal reproductive status, mark territory, and communicate with other leopards.

During excursions from my next safari lodge in another part of Greater Kruger, lions stole the show. 

A family group lounging in the sun on an abandoned airport runway intrigued us.   The guide said the male had made a recent kill of a buffalo.  He and two lionesses were knocked out, digesting their feast.  We could see the lion’s bloated stomach. He obviously savored “a lion’s share” of that buffalo.

We later returned to the site. The lion had departed, but the “girls” were still enjoying R & R.    

Lions are the only social cat, we learned.  Family groups stay together.  Not so with the leopard and other cats who are solitary souls, only getting together to mate or raise cubs.

The following day our eagle-eye guide found the lion with his leftover kill.   Vultures hovering above and a strong putrid stench led us to him.  He was sacked out, a pause after yet another feast. Again, we could see his enlarged stomach.  The rotting carcass and zillions of flies were nearby.

Note remains of buffalo, at left behind sleeping lion.

We returned later.  He was awake and joined by his brother.  They shared the carcass until one got fed up and growled. The other took no chances.  He seized a hunk and moved away.

There was also a leopard sighting later that day– another beauty, this one snoozing in a tree in what seemed a most uncomfortable position. That fabulous signature tail dangled from the branches. Leopard tails, which are almost as long as the animal’s body, are used for balance while climbing.

I was elated with all the cat sightings.  For a cat lady, it was awesome. But, also good to come home to my Simba.

I booked my African adventure, South Africa (Kruger) and Madagascar, with Worldwide Quest, http://www.worldwidequest.com

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Today’s Taste, a winner of a holiday cookie: Christmas Cookies: Cranberry Walnut Delights

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10 responses to “Cat Lover’s Adventure in South Africa”

  1. Karen

    I loved all the cats, but Simba is the cutest!
    Karen

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    1. Cutest and definitely the sweetest. She is my treasure.

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  2. tsaidel

    Wow you really got to see a lot of the leopards….and you took beautiful photos! I’ve always been told leopards (in Africa) are pretty shy so I’ve only ever had brief glimpses. Your photos are a treat. You should come to India to see tigers since you’re so fond of cats (though maybe you’ve already done that…I know you’ve been to India). Where to next?

    Tobi

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    1. Yes, those leopards were a sensation. Husband Bob and I did see tigers in Rajasthan, and one leopard there after a harrowing drive, but he was far, far away — up on a rocky mt side.
      Ethiopia and Brazil (was in the Peace Corps there eons ago) are on my bucket list. I can hope.

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  3. Bravo, Leah! The photos are simply fab! Did you lug an entire line of camera equipment or ??? Thank you so much for documenting your intrepid travels to regions we may never see in person–Gayle

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    1. Those days of tons of camera equipment are long gone. My camera is my iPhone 6 pro. Love it.
      I hope my days of intrepid travel are not over. My bucket list is long, too long, but must keep working on it.

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  4. angelafronzi

    Awesome photos!- as a fellow cat lover-you surely saw some wonderful cats – in their natural habitat- relaxed and well nourished! – and that leopard had obviously learnt Yoga? -how uncomfortable!! Your photos and tales are so interesting so k- Whats Next?! x

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    1. Grazie mille. We love those cats. I was mesmerized and could have observed them for hours. Yes, that leopard conquered advanced Yoga. There will be more adventure. It keeps me alive. Stay tuned.

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      1. Ortrud Hundertmark

        Hallo Leah ich lese immerwieder gerne deine Artikel. Sie sind sehr spannend und lebendig zu lesen. Weiter so…… Bis später Liebe Grüße Ortrud

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      2. Hallo liebe Ortrud. Ich bin sehr dankbar das mein Blog dir gefällt. LG

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