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The Jungle Doctor

The Adventures of an International Wildlife Vet
Pantera Presserschienen am01.07.2021
Explore the majestic, biodiverse world with Australia's very own 'jungle doctor'. Fresh from veterinary school, passionate conservationist Dr Chloe Buiting headed for the front line of Africa's rhino-poaching crisis, going on to live and work in many other remote corners of the globe. From catching wild giraffes by helicopter in Zimbabwe to meeting elephants with prosthetic legs in Asia, working with Maasai communities in Tanzania and tending to wildlife caught up in the bushfire crisis at home in Australia, Chloe's compassion for animals in their natural habitat takes her into awe-inspiring locations - and hair-raising situations. See what life is like in a job where no day is ever the same. Accompany Chloe on her journey into the fascinating world of conservation. And discover humanity's deep connection with the animal kingdom, one adventure at a time. 'The Jungle Doctor prepares current and future wildlife heroes to take on any challenge in their path with confidence' Stephanie Arne, Conservationist

Chloe Buiting is an Australian veterinarian and wildlife conservationist. Her experience growing up on Australia's beautiful Lord Howe Island inspired her to pursue a career in the field of wildlife conservation. Chloe completed a Bachelor of Science and Doctor of Veterinary Medicine, both at the University of Melbourne. Following this, she undertook additional training in large animal anaesthesia in Africa. Chloe has since spent time both working and volunteering with a range of wildlife organisations around the world. Chloe shares her adventures on Instagram as @jungle_doctor, and through her website https://jungledoctor.org. When she isn't working abroad, she lives with her husband Jan (who is also a wildlife vet!) on Kangaroo Island in South Australia. They enjoy surfing, snorkelling, time with friends, photography and, of course, looking after the orphaned kangaroo and koala joeys that come into their care! The Jungle Doctor is Chloe's first book.mehr
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KlappentextExplore the majestic, biodiverse world with Australia's very own 'jungle doctor'. Fresh from veterinary school, passionate conservationist Dr Chloe Buiting headed for the front line of Africa's rhino-poaching crisis, going on to live and work in many other remote corners of the globe. From catching wild giraffes by helicopter in Zimbabwe to meeting elephants with prosthetic legs in Asia, working with Maasai communities in Tanzania and tending to wildlife caught up in the bushfire crisis at home in Australia, Chloe's compassion for animals in their natural habitat takes her into awe-inspiring locations - and hair-raising situations. See what life is like in a job where no day is ever the same. Accompany Chloe on her journey into the fascinating world of conservation. And discover humanity's deep connection with the animal kingdom, one adventure at a time. 'The Jungle Doctor prepares current and future wildlife heroes to take on any challenge in their path with confidence' Stephanie Arne, Conservationist

Chloe Buiting is an Australian veterinarian and wildlife conservationist. Her experience growing up on Australia's beautiful Lord Howe Island inspired her to pursue a career in the field of wildlife conservation. Chloe completed a Bachelor of Science and Doctor of Veterinary Medicine, both at the University of Melbourne. Following this, she undertook additional training in large animal anaesthesia in Africa. Chloe has since spent time both working and volunteering with a range of wildlife organisations around the world. Chloe shares her adventures on Instagram as @jungle_doctor, and through her website https://jungledoctor.org. When she isn't working abroad, she lives with her husband Jan (who is also a wildlife vet!) on Kangaroo Island in South Australia. They enjoy surfing, snorkelling, time with friends, photography and, of course, looking after the orphaned kangaroo and koala joeys that come into their care! The Jungle Doctor is Chloe's first book.
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Weitere ISBN/GTIN9780648795261
ProduktartE-Book
EinbandartE-Book
FormatEPUB
Erscheinungsjahr2021
Erscheinungsdatum01.07.2021
Seiten344 Seiten
SpracheEnglisch
Dateigrösse2009
Artikel-Nr.11934150
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Genre9200

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2

Seeing ecosystems under threat

THE CONSERVATIONISTS DAVID Attenborough and Jane Goodall were my childhood heroes. Television documentaries featuring their work helped me to develop an interest in the bigger picture. Realising that species were becoming extinct and habitats around the world were under threat, I began to consider what I could do to make a difference. I wanted to be like the scientists and researchers I d met - to help the plants and animals and understand a lot more about how, exactly, nature works.

Why did the mutton birds return home at the same time every year? How did that egg stay on the branch despite the gale-force winds of the tropics sweeping over them?

In 2003, I left Lord Howe to attend high school on mainland Australia. Instead of dropping off to sleep to the sound of waves crashing and birds calling, I fell asleep to cars honking and passers-by calling out to one another. As I adapted to life in the city, I began to lose touch with the magic of nature. The stars were hardly visible through all of the light pollution, and I stopped looking for the Southern Cross in the night sky so I could estimate the time. And there were other details I no longer noticed - things I d previously been fascinated by - such as the fact that you can tell east from west by the shape of a tree, or that the colour of the seeds on a palm tree can indicate what sort of winter you re about to have. I became oblivious to the subtle clues of the changing seasons, no longer found excitement in the rain arriving after a hot and dry summer, and forgot the pure joy that came from inhaling air so clean that it floods your entire body with a sense of calm. And gradually, the little things that tend to pass others by began to pass me by too.

Despite being a teenager, I never adapted all that well to the fast pace of city life and spent the vast majority of my time longing to be back in nature. Having moved so frequently as a child, one of the only constants in my life was my cat, Pep. For a kid who had been used to climbing trees and getting around an island in bare feet, the transition to city living was challenging, but if I hadn t had Pep, life would have been much more difficult. For me, growing up as an only child, he was more than a companion: we were best friends. Every afternoon after school, he d be waiting for me at the end of the driveway, and we d spend the weekends together in the backyard - him lazing in the sun, me poring over my homework.

Academically, I never regarded myself as gifted. But I was aware that if I worked hard enough, I d be better able to choose the path I wanted to follow later in life. Even by this stage, I suspected that path was to become a vet. I m sure Pep played a large role in this, even if he looked a bit different to the animals I d hoped to work with one day. I dreamed of the animals I d been surrounded by on Lord Howe, and of a future in which I could find myself working and living alongside them. Being well aware that this path would require decent grades, I always made sure to try my hardest in class. And, despite having a marginal aptitude for many of the subjects - particularly those like chemistry and maths that, in a cruel twist, I d undoubtedly be needing - I somehow managed to scrape through with the necessary grades to get accepted into an undergraduate science degree at university.

Outside of school, I had a job working at the local drycleaners. It didn t pay well, but over the years that money added up, and by the end of high school in 2008, I d saved enough to go travelling.

From the moment I d moved to the city, I knew I wanted to escape to a place filled with nature and animals. One as far away as I could imagine. At the age of fifteen - a couple of years after leaving Lord Howe - I d decided that place would be Africa. Early in 2009, after what felt like endless hours in the sweltering heat of that tiny shopfront, serving customers and hanging the constant stream of garments as they came out of the machine, my time finally came. Barely nineteen, I hopped on a plane and set off for the village of Muhaka on the coast of Kenya, where I d signed on to be a volunteer at the local hospital and school.

Living in Africa proved to be every bit as magical as I d imagined it to be. Within days of arriving in Muhaka, where I d be based for the best part of a year, I realised that my connection to the natural world hadn t been lost as I d feared during those years in the city. It had merely been in hibernation. Africa rekindled in me a feeling I hadn t experienced since my time on Lord Howe, one I didn t realise how much I missed until it was back.

Once more, I found myself in a remote corner of the world, surrounded by nature and wildlife. The dirt roads were studded with rocks, the ocean was a shimmering turquoise blue, and my morning commute was again spent weaving in and out of palm trees. About a hundred people lived in the village, a collection of tiny thatched huts along the roadside. Monkeys thundered across the rooftops and treetops - screaming as they went - and instead of dodging mutton birds on my way to work I d have to sidestep the many chickens, goats and donkeys that shared the well-trodden paths through the jungle.

My confidence navigating the culture and the language, Swahili, quickly grew and soon I began to reconnect with the world I was inspired by. During my stay, I explored the local national parks and game reserves, shadowing rangers on their duties, helped out in regional wildlife hospitals and took an active role in community projects that were focused on the protection of wildlife. It was my first foray into conservation work since living on Lord Howe, and every moment I put in reaffirmed that this was the path I wanted to take in life. I spent much of my time in a remote and beautiful part of the world called Tsavo National Park, a region of central Kenya where the dirt is a vibrant red, and the landscape is so vast you can see for tens of kilometres into the distance. Here, elephants roam free by the thousands, accompanied by wandering herds of wildebeest, antelope and zebras.

Life in Tsavo could also be confronting and eye-opening. There I had my first experience observing the active destruction of the natural world and the massacre of the species that inhabit it.

Long, hot days were passed in the arid and dusty plains, tracking elephants and working with the rangers to remove snares and traps set by poachers. In this park alone, each year poachers kill thousands of elephants for their tusks, which can be sold on the black market as part of the illegal but lucrative ivory trade. Despite the numerous means at their disposal for killing the animal - from poisoned arrows to firearms and drugs - during my time in Tsavo it was becoming increasingly popular among poachers to trap the animal in a confined space. To do this, they d dig large holes in the ground, which enticed the elephants to climb down in search of water. Once there, it was nearly impossible for the animal to get back out again, presenting the perfect opportunity for the criminals to strike.

I was staying in a small mud hut on the outskirts of the park, and every working day would start at dawn with a patrol of the grounds. Without fail, new holes would be found, and the ranger team and I would toil for days on end filling the holes back in with sticks and branches that we collected in wheelbarrows. It was challenging work, made even more so by the knowledge that this was just a small contribution to a much larger problem. For the elephant that might be spared as a result of these painstaking efforts, many others would be killed by alternative means. Poachers cleverly and quickly evolve their tactics.

Commuting between Muhaka and Tsavo was a colourful affair. I made the five-hour journey on a selection of local buses called matatus, which broke up the peaceful, red landscape with their strident colours and blaring music. They never really came to a complete stop to let you on board, so it was always a matter of taking a running leap into the open door as they rolled by. Then the vehicle would accelerate until it was once again tearing through the savanna, with a massive stack of precariously balanced luggage on the rooftop. A seat on one of these buses wasn t always guaranteed: often you d have to find yourself a spot on the floor. On the occasions when I did make it on time to find myself a seat, I d usually end up with a cage of someone s chickens resting on my lap, or next to a pig who d also, evidently, secured themselves a ticket.

Between Tsavo and Muhaka, I was observing many echoes of life on Lord Howe. It was simpler than life in the city. Humans and wildlife lived in close proximity, and people were attuned to the comings and goings of the animals and the seasons. Again, annual routines were dictated by the weather. During the dry season, people collected reeds from the riverbanks to repair the thatched roofs of the houses, and farmers knew that the onset of the wet season was the signal for them to prepare to sow their crops.

People only took what they needed from the land and the ocean, aware that if they took any more, there d be nothing left for the following year. They used the same approach when harvesting the reeds for thatch and to maintain the waterways. Stripping too many from the river would alter the course of the waterway and risk flooding the village in years to come.

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