It is raining. One of those moderate rains that could go on
for hours. But no stinkin’ rain is going to stop me from going to the Thai Elephant
Conservation Center .
So I donned my poncho and backtracked the 40 km to the elephant place. It turns
out I was not the only one headed that way; a big truck passed me on the way
there, with an elephant taking a ride to The Elephant Hospital. Have you seen a
dog enjoying the breeze out of the open window of a car? Well, the same was
true for this particular elephant, who was enjoying extending its trunk unto
the wind, and flapping his ears in total ecstasy.
Of course I got to the center quite early, so I had the
honor of seeing a handful of elephants feeding. Did you know that an Asian
elephant needs between 200 and 300 kg of varied grasses, vegetables, and fruits
every single day? I am not sure how many elephants are at the conservation center,
but I am going to guess about 50, so we are talking about 10 tons of food every
day, or about 20 of the little Toyota trucks that I saw driving around piled up
with corn, sugar cane, and squash.
After a while several of the elephants, and their mahouts (drivers), came out to greet the
few tourists that had collected. There were a couple of large males (you know
because they have tusks), any number of females, and at least four little ones.
I bought a bundle of sugar cane sticks, which even the little ones crunched in
a single bite (elephants have only four molars, two on top and two in the
bottom, but they are massive and can easily crunch a measly sugar cane stick).
Following the feeding the elephants headed for the water to take a bath. The
little ones, like Ronaldito, simply plunged in, completely submerging
themselves over and over again. The big guys went at it more slowly, letting
their mahouts scrub and massage them,
but eventually they too plunged their heads in the water with great gusto. Once
everyone was nice and clean they played for a while, trumpeting, showering
themselves with their trunks, or taking long drinks. Another interesting
factoid about Asian elephants is that they drink about 200 liters per day
(African elephants live in much drier climates, so they drink even larger
volumes, although they may not necessarily get their fill every day).
We were then treated to a show, where the elephants showed
how easily they can drag big logs, and how a well-trained elephant can
delicately lift some of the logs, and working with a buddy stack the logs in
piles. One of the goals of the Conservation
Center is to train young
elephants for transportation and logging duty. A trained elephant goes for
about 500,000 bahts (about US$ 15,000), just about the price of a truck, so I
suspect they don’t get a lot of inquiries.
At some point they asked for a volunteer, so I raised my
hand and was chosen to hold the basket into which one of the elephants threw
basketballs. I really had to be on my toes, because although the balls came
with considerable force, I had to “readjust” the position of the basket to make
sure I caught every shot. I was rewarded with two ears of corn to feed the
distinguished athlete. They did a couple more tricks to show their incredible precision
and care, for example by carefully placing a hat on the head of their mahout, and then did something that
totally blew me out of the water: Three easels were brought, each with a blank
canvas, and three of the elephants came, took paint brushes in their trunks,
and proceeded to draw the most amazing pictures: A pair of elephants in a vast
prairie, resting from the blazing sun under a tree with red and yellow blossoms;
a plant with red flowers; and another elephant browsing the foliage from a tall
tree. What a wonderful display of coordination and memory.
I then went to visit The Elephant Hospital, where farmers
can bring their elephants to be treated free of charge. The idea is that, by
providing free medical care, farmers come and in the end the overall wellbeing
of the Thai elephant benefits. An elephant can live 60 years, but many die much
younger because of malnutrition, abuse, lack of veterinary attention, or
landmines (I was surprised about the latter, but apparently there was unrest in
the 60’s and 70’s and landmines were left behind after the cessation of
hostilities). I saw the elephant from the road, being rectally examined by a
vet and getting an enema. I should mention here that the whole conservation
center, including the hospital, are sponsored by the royal family.
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