Serengeti Wildebeest Migration.
Serengeti wildebeest Migration Safari in Tanzania is among of our best package especially for those clients who wish to see migrating animals for stance wildebeest, zebra, and other antelopes. It is basically organized in relation to season of the year since the movements occur in a circular pattern between Serengeti and Masai Mara ecosystem.
In the best season, you will be amazed to see all plain of Serengeti is full of scattered wildebeest which are constantly feeding and moving crossing the road for three to four hours.
You will waiting them to finish before you start driving. Serengeti migration is among of best things that any visitor to Tanzania wishes to see them.
So don’t miss this event book for this safari at best price.
Track Great Migration Of Serengeti Wildebeest as a whole bring together unforgettable and eye catching moments that will always satisfy any wildlife safari planner.
While the wildebeest and zebra astonish you with their numbers and birth synchronization. During Great Migration Of Serengeti Wildebeest lion’s hyena and cheetahs will heartbreak you with their stalking and ambushing techniques to capture the young and weak members of the migrating herd for a superb and fresh meal.
Serengeti Wildebeest Migration – overview
It’s mid-March in the northern Tanzania, and thousands of animals are happily milling on the rolling plains of the Serengeti. The female wildebeest have just dropped their calves in a beautiful display of new life, as the youngsters stumble and stagger to their feet and are up and running within minutes. There’s still plenty of food to go around, and life must seem pretty idyllic for the wildebeest.
It is a trek, a round trip, of some 1000 kilometers, over two countries (Tanzania and Kenya), across plains where predators—lion, cheetah and leopard—wait to pick off them off, over hills, and through rivers with crocodiles waiting; battling disease, starvation, thirst and fatigue; with around 250 000 animals perishing along the way.
It’s mid-July, and the herds have been trekking across the duvet plains of the Serengeti for over three months.
The animals are tired, hungry, and thousand have been lost to predators, disease and fatigue. By this point in the journey, the wildebeest are probably wondering what they have done; and why on earth they should keep going. Before they can reach the lush Masai Mara grasslands, they must overcome one last obstacle — the rivers.
The throngs of animals amass in their thousands on the banks of the great Grumeti and Mara Rivers, and they wait. They build up their courage, energy, and motivation. It seems as if they will never do it, as if this is too large a barrier for them to cross. But in the same indescribable way that the trek began some 4 months earlier, one courageous wildebeest makes the first move—the first jump. They pour into the rivers like ants, leaping, bleating, calling—a crescendo of adrenaline and instinct.
It’s nearly October and most of the rumbling herd has made it across the Grumeti and Mara Rivers.
Tired and frightened, they congregate on the vast carpet plains of the Masai Mara, where new, nutrient-rich grasses spread out as far as the horizon. It must feel like heaven to the animals.
After such a long journey, one presumes that the wildebeest might wait and enjoy the spoils of their trek. Or perhaps just stay for a while.
But as November begins, the storm clouds gather in the distance, and the wildebeest sniff the air, kick the ground, and stir.
They circle round the eastern fringe of the Mara, braving the mighty Mara River once more, and then head back to the final straight of their journey. They trek through western Loliondo and the Serengeti National Park’s Lobo area, returning to the green shoots which follow the rains on the short-grass plains of the southern Serengeti.
It’s now December to February, and the weary herds are arriving in the southern Serengeti after their epic year-long trek.
The mother wildebeest are heavy with pregnant bellies, and as soon as they are settled, the calves drop on the fresh grass. In minutes, the wonky-legged calves are up on their feet, somehow sensing that they need to be strong and independent soon.