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The hippopotamus is a paradox.

It's a vegetarian.

And it's also the most dangerous animal in Africa.

It's an animal that cannot swim.

But one that is utterly dependent on water.

In Botswana's Okavango Delta,

hippos face an unparalleled challenge.

Here, deep water dries to dust in a matter of months.

In one extraordinary season, we will go beneath the surface...

..to see them protect their families...

..face their enemies...

..and so reveal the true nature of the hippo.

Courageous.

Sensitive.

And intelligent.

This is the life of the hippo

as never seen before.

The Okavango is one of Southern Africa's great rivers.

It flows north to south for almost 1,000 miles,

but never reaches the sea.

On its journey, it gathers an abundance of life...

..and becomes laden with sand and sediments

which drift in its current.

As it enters Botswana,

it confronts the dry sands of the Kalahari Desert...

..and its main arteries begin to slow.

Its rich sediments settle

and form the largest inland delta in the world.

A multitude of species thrive here.

And all of these waterways rely on one remarkable animal.

The hippopotamus.

Hippos cannot swim.

The dense structure of their bones

and the weight of their great bodies makes them sink.

In the deep water,

they have to push themselves off the bottom

in order to rise and take a breath.

But then, they sink back down.

They then hold their breath,

and walk and run on the bottom.

As they move to the swamp in search of fresh grazing,

they break pathways through the weeds.

Where these pathways lead, the clear water follows.

They link the big rivers to the smaller pools...

..opening up channels as they go.

Soon, a complex web has been created throughout the swamp...

..along which water flows gently to nourish the land.

These animals are the architects of the Okavango Delta.

Hippos are naturally sociable.

They bunch together, where they can stand and form groups known as pods.

Each pod is defended by a dominant bull.

But today, this one has other matters on his mind.

A female hippo

is giving him the eye.

Courtship takes place in the water,

where such hefty bodies are better supported than on land.

And now, hippos reveal their sensitive side.

Nuzzling and touching seems essential.

Much of this dance happens under the surface.

Mating sometimes lasts up to half an hour.

After eight months,

an expectant hippo really does become heavily pregnant.

Experienced mothers about to give birth

move away from the pod and find a quiet and shallow pool.

The baby has to master life in the water from its first breath.

This one, a male, seeks his mother's nipple almost immediately.

And he has the ability to suckle under water.

He instinctively folds back his ears and closes his nostrils.

Weighing just 4% as much as an adult,

a baby hippo is completely dependent on its mother.

She keeps an ever-watchful eye on him.

Isolation from the pod allows the calf to imprint on his mother.

It's vital that they forge a strong bond.

But her astute relatives haven't missed a thing.

And curiosity draws them closer.

Her calf is still far too young to meet the family.

She knows she will have to move him away.

But this is a lot of effort on his first day.

And he's tiring fast.

Now safe, her baby begins to recover.

She creates a raft for him to rest his weary head.

In only a few months' time,

the water here will cease to flow.

3,000 square miles of swamp will dry and disappear.

And all the hippos of the Okavango will face real hardship.

Water is the hippos' sanctuary.

It keeps them cool in the baking heat

and provides the vegetation on which they depend...

..and safety, away from predators.

But with all of this slowly evaporating,

everyone will need to be prepared.

The calf is now several weeks old and has built up his strength.

It's time for him to meet the family.

Returning to the pod with a new baby is inevitably risky.

A mother has to re-establish that she's a member of the pod.

And, in the excitement,

a clumsy adult could crush her calf.

The dominant bull is right in her path.

If she stands her ground with him,

half her battle could be won.

But the real problem comes from an unexpected place.

Her previous calf is showing an unhealthy interest.

She's battle-scarred, and appears to have a quarrelsome nature.

Whichever it is, it's dangerous.

Her calf is far too young to be pushed around like this.

He's frightened, and stays close to his mother.

This has turned into an attack,

and the mother must put a stop to it.

The pair remain on the periphery of the pod.

But the rest of the family can still hear them.

Hippos are thought to be the closest living relatives of whales.

And they, too, make most of their vocalisations underwater.

Their head and jaw bones capture vibrations

and transmit them directly into the ear.

The vibrations become sound.

And in these quiet waters,

these can carry up to a mile.

Her calf emits a steady, pulsing croak to stay in touch.

The others can hear it.

And this startles the pod.

Underwater, the pod move closer.

Mother and calf are thoroughly inspected.

And, finally...

..they are accepted.

The calf is growing fast.

And life in the pod returns to normal.

Eating over 30 kilos of grass a day is what a hippo needs to do.

But the youngest still need to learn how.

As the delta begins to dry,

all hippo pods will need to follow the water.

And having joined the rest of the family,

these two can now safely move on.

The season changes,

and many of the flood plains have already disappeared.

The channels become more defined

as these fingers of water gradually retract to the north.

With all the hippo pods on the move,

territories need to work in a simple way.

When a group arrives at a new pool,

each family member is guarded by their dominant bull.

And he must mark the new boundaries of his transient territory.

He does this by splattering his scent in spectacular fashion.

These signposts of half-digested grass

proclaim that "this pool is mine."

A young male calf is intrigued.

One day, he may need to do this for himself.

But owning a territory and a family

also means you need to defend it.

Dominant bulls are always vigilant.

As the land dries, nomadic males are on the move,

seeking a new source of water.

An intruder tries to move into the dominant bull's pool.

And the bull goes on the offensive.

He must hold his ground and defend his pod.

A hippo's jaws have an enormous gape

which exposes their formidable tusks.

And these are for fighting.

This is a full-on challenge.

The biggest gape wins.

He has protected his pod

and, very importantly,

his youngest calves.

New bulls kill the offspring of their defeated rivals.

The loser escapes upriver.

Wounds like these can be fatal.

As winter hits, the days become cooler.

The vegetation surrounding the channels is drying out.

Over the next few months,

getting enough nutrients from the grass will be a real challenge.

And it forces the hippos to leave the edges of their channels

and venture into dry areas in search of food.

Day and night, they continue to graze.

But away from the water, hippos are very vulnerable.

Dawn reveals a death.

Upriver, the intruder has succumbed to his injuries.

And now, his body is a feast for crocodiles.

The resident bull

clears the crocodiles away from his fallen foe...

..and inspects the body.

Licking or mouthing may be a way of collecting valuable nutrients.

Perhaps it's their intelligence that drives this behaviour.

Maybe there is something here to do with mourning.

Maybe it's a little bit of all these things.

The stench of decay attracts lions.

The body of a hippo is a valuable prize in this drying land

and everyone knows it.

Bull hippos are the only ones that stand their ground against lions

and this bull wants them gone.

Two-tonne hippos are quite capable of killing a lion.

He drives the predator away from his old enemy.

In the darkness, hyenas have pulled the body ashore.

And now, they're tucking in. With teeth that can crack bones...

..nothing will be wasted.

CROCODILE ROARS

The crocodiles certainly aren't giving up.

ROARS AGAIN

HYENAS SQUEAL

The fuss and the noise seems to agitate the hippos.

HIPPOS GRUNT

It's time for a lesson in defending your own.

And this youngster is learning fast.

ROARS

HYENAS WHIMPER

Out here, size does count.

Most of the water has now gone.

The channels carried little more than trickles,

compared with what once flowed here.

Only the tracks of the departing hippos remain.

Their paths, now dry, still link the last remaining pools.

And the grasses they depend on will soon wither and die.

Most hippos have headed north, following their all-important water.

Some are still in search of a refuge.

Only a few pools in the area

are still big enough to hold a hippo pod.

And many pods are forced to share.

Large groups of up to 200 hippos crowd

together in the last of the water.

The pressure is mounting.

And new arrivals just stir things up.

The shrinking pools have also trapped fish.

And they attract fishermen.

Pelicans arrive in their thousands.

This number of birds could clean out a pool in just a few days.

So, the fish eagles need to get in first.

The fish gather in shoals around the hippos for safety.

But the fish eagles aren't easily put off.

The hungry pelicans move in closer.

And a feeding frenzy begins.

The hippos are already stressed,

and this frenetic activity is too much for some of them.

They become increasingly territorial...

..and irritable.

One bull loses his temper and overreacts.

The crocodiles make a meal of the casualties.

Time is running out for the hippos.

Their dependence on water now might be fatal.

This pool might disappear before the annual flood returns.

And in the distance, something worse is on its way.

When the Okavango is at its driest, fires sweep across the land.

The flood plains are scoured by flames,

destroying what remains of the hippos' food.

Little water remains to stop it.

This is a disaster for the grazers.

In the smoky aftermath, there's an ominous air.

Tensions rise.

The fire has consumed the little food they had left.

Most of the grass on the land surrounding them has vanished.

Only dust devils swirl across their foraging paths.

The tough sedges surrounding the remaining pools are fibrous

and inedible.

In these desperate times,

these hippos appear to do something we've never seen before.

They seem to regurgitate grass from their stomachs and chew it again.

Might this be a way of extracting the last

particles of nourishment from the grass that they've already eaten?

Could it be that when times are tough, as they are now,

hippos develop the ability to ruminate like cows?

The southern fingers of the delta reach deep into the Kalahari Desert.

Thirsty animals trek across the dry, dusty land...

..desperate for water.

With barely enough water to cover them,

the hippos here are in real trouble.

The hide on a hippo's back and rump is thick.

It helps to protect them from the searing sun.

The skin on their underbelly, however,

is thinner and must be kept moist.

But this water will not last.

More and more desperate animals arrive.

Many hippos are expelled from their pools.

Only bulls dare live in the farthest reaches of this swamp.

Now they begin great overland treks through the dry.

With no water to cool them down,

they rest in the shade during the heat of the day,

confusing some of the residents.

This is not where a hippo is meant to be.

The heat is overwhelming.

Hippos can't sweat, but they do secrete a thick, oily reddish fluid.

This acts as a sunscreen and helps protect against infection.

But he still needs to drink.

Water holes are dangerous traps for thirsty animals.

This one is staked out by lions.

They're practised giant-killers.

Together, they can take down an elephant.

He's dying of thirst.

But he stands firm.

A hippo could hold his ground, if he needs to.

And he forces the lions to allow him a share.

Finally, he gets his much-needed drink.

Relief is on its way.

In the distance, a flood is creeping slowly closer.

It travels along the hippos' dry paths.

So, once again,

the hippos have determined the course of the river's channels.

The face of the Okavango changes once again.

And all that the hippos had lost will soon return.

Their resilience, determination and adaptability

have carried them through the toughest of times.

Water once more flows along the veins of the delta.

And life soon reappears.

As the land recovers and the flood waters peak...

..the channels created by the hippos

carry the water to its furthest limits.

It's they who perpetuate the watery wonderland of the Okavango.

Everything and everyone that lives here...

..owe their presence to the hippos.

Africa's river giants.

Hippos have a formidable reputation.

Across Africa,

they kill around 500 people every year.

Few film-makers have attempted to capture their lives in detail.

But director Brad Bestelink

was determined to take up the challenge.

I was born to the delta,

brought into the swamp when I was four days old.

I've always wanted to make a film about hippos in Okavango,

simply because they are pivotal to the way

the whole Okavango itself functions.

With the best location for filming identified from the air,

Brad and cameraman Mike Amos head out in the boat.

It's very difficult.

You need to get really close to animals on the water to be able

to get the footage and understand what they're doing.

But you don't want to get too close to them,

because they're that dangerous.

Brad has had personal experience of this,

when he once accidentally surprised a hippo.

He obviously got a hell of a fright when he saw us.

He hit the side of the boat, threw us off.

We caught him in the shallow.

He felt vulnerable, lashed out.

All the gear on the boat just went to the bottom.

I've just spent the last hour diving all the stuff out.

Quite a frightening experience.

To avoid a similar situation,

Brad hopes to plant a pole camera directly in a hippo's path.

There's a hippo there. There's a hippo there, coming this way.

OK, cool. It's coming that way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Mike!

Right here. What we're after.

Now, they need to set the camera as quickly as possible.

Where is he? There's another one here, somewhere.

As soon as this is in, we've got to get on the other side of him. OK.

Let's go.

Camera in position,

it's a waiting game.

You'd be amazed at how subtle a lot of the signs are of hippo.

I mean, it's such a big animal, but it really just goes

really quietly and doesn't spend too much time on the surface.

The hippos could be anywhere.

It's amazing that you can lose a hippo.

Research suggests that hippos can hold their breath for a maximum

of five minutes.

So, after ten minutes, Brad moves in to collect the camera.

But the hippo is still there.

He's right here!

It seems that hippos can stay under the water

much longer than anyone thought possible.

Persisting with the pole-cam pays off...

..getting them some beautiful shots of the hippo

in their underwater world.

But Brad didn't want to stop there.

He wanted a deeper insight, and that took a bit of creativity.

In our sort of pursuit to film hippos,

we have had various iterations of cameras.

We've had remote-controlled boats that hippos have eaten.

We've got floating cameras which, every time a hippo moves,

it tends to rock.

Even the underwater microphone became a curiosity.

So, Brad had to come up with something

that had never been done before.

Basically, it's a underwater remote-controlled car

and it's got to literally crawl its way through the sand and vegetation.

Time for a test run.

Hey, look at that thing.

Look at that thing.

Go find them hippo!

With the test a success,

they now need to place the camera near a hippo -

a somewhat bigger challenge.

Just going to have a look at this pool

and see if it's got the right entrance and the right current.

I think we could anchor on it and send it down that channel.

Off he goes.

For days on end, they film nothing but fish.

The pod is very aware of where it is.

I can't tell you the amount of hours I've spent

looking at this monitor, into murky water and not seeing anything.

Looks like there's a couple fairly close by.

Ooh, we've got a hippo. Right on the nose.

He's coming in for a good look.

Straight looking into it. "Oh, what is it?"

You see all the hairs, bristly hairs off his nostrils with blood on.

Jeez, that's amazing.

BRAD GIGGLES

For Brad, it's the culmination of a lot of hard work.

It's been, sort of, four years of trial and error.

It's wonderful, really.

You actually feel like you're in the water.

It's sort of nerve-racking,

having a hippo walk up to this little camera.

Capturing such intimate footage

has given Brad a different perspective

on these notorious animals.

It's a big, dangerous animal,

but they're also very sensitive, very skittish.

I really think that an aggressive, man-killing animal

is not an accurate reflection of what they are.

I think that they're timid, sweet, intelligent, very sensitive animals.

These unique images wouldn't have been possible without Brad's

knowledge of the delta

and determination to tell the hippo story.

To protect them,

you need to let people understand it from nature.

They are, ultimately, intrinsically important

to the functioning of the entire swamp.