Loxodonta africana
Drawn from open occurrence records inside Etosha National Park, aggregated onto a 10 km grid.
Occurrence records measure where people looked and found something, which is not the same as where the animal is. This is a relative likelihood, not a probability.
Records exist for January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November and December. A quiet month can mean the animal was absent, or that nobody was looking.
The desert elephants of the Kunene are not a separate species, and that is the remarkable part. They are ordinary African elephants that have learned to live where less rain falls in a year than on London in a single April.
Their rivers run underground. The Hoanib, the Hoarusib and the Huab carry water above the sand for a few days a year and hold it below for the rest, and the herds walk them anyway, because they know where to dig. A matriarch stops, tests the sand with a front foot, and works down with her trunk until the hole darkens and fills. Behind her the herd waits. Behind them, at a careful distance, wait the oryx and the jackals and the sandgrouse, because the well she opens will not only be hers.
What holds this together is not strength. It is memory. A female of fifty carries a map of waterholes and lean-year routes that no younger animal has, which is why losing an old matriarch costs a herd far more than one elephant.
Watch the ears when you find them. Spread and still, they are radiators. Clamped back, you are too close.
Herds gather at waterholes in late afternoon; bulls often solitary.
Position downwind and low; the dry-season dust in raking light is the shot.
Never block a movement corridor between water and cover.