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More on leopards, two beautiful plains and camping in the wild

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by Walter R. Gooneratne

(continued from last week)

As this would be our last day, we decided to trek to two fabulous places as described by Babun. There were two large plains called Waraketiya and Dananayake Eliya. They were about six miles from camp towards Muduntalawa. The track was again riddled with fresh pug marks of leopard, but no animals were seen. As it was still drizzling, they were probably taking cover in the jungle.

After about two hours of walking, we came to Waraketiya Eliya (eliya =plain). It was a large plain about 200 yards wide and bounded by two streams, Kumbukpitia Ara on the west and Suandandan Ara on the east. While walking through the swampy plain we surprised a herd of wild buffaloes wallowing in a mud hole. Fortunately, they bolted in panic on seeing us. Except for a few peafowl, no animals were seen in the plain. The two streams coalesced to form the Dharage Ara. We followed this stream for some distance and came upon Dananayake plain, which was much larger than Waraketiya Eliya.

An elephant was browsing on the branches of a tree. We watched it for a little while and then made a detour downwind. We then went on to explore the vast plain. In a water-hole, a large sounder of wild boar, accompanied by numerous sucklings was feeding on the yams of lotus, so dear to them. Wild boar flesh was what we wanted to take back home, and here was our chance. They ignored us and continued to feed, while Babun and Pervey were debating on which was the fattest. Having made his choice, Pervey fired on a big fat boar with his rifle. At the shot, the whole sounder took flight, including the targeted animal.

I thought he had missed it and was about to fire again, when he collapsed and died a short distance away. We now regretted our decision not to bring the jeep as we would now have to carry the heavy burden ourselves, The pig was cut into two and each half slung on a pole. Pervey and Babun took one half, and Mackie and I the other. As young doctors, our funds were limited; hence the sparing use of the jeep.

As we were returning, a short distance from Waraketiya, some monkeys were calling to our right. Babun said they were calling on account of a leopard, and wanted me to come with him. Glad to be relieved of my burden even for a short while, I dropped the carcass and followed him. A huge bear was ambling towards us. I fired at him with the rifle and unfortunately hit him in the middle of his spine.. His hind limbs were paralysed and he came crawling on his forelimbs, yelling blue murder. My rifle had two triggers. The rear one had to be squeezed first to activate the front or hair trigger. In my excitement I had squeezed the front trigger and the bullet ploughed harmlessly into the ground. My magazine was now empty. Fortunately, Pervey came running up and gave the wounded animal the coup-de-grace. It was a huge male bear.

As it would be impossible to carry both carcasses, to my immediate relief it was decided to go back to camp, refresh ourselves with a bath and lunch, and bring the jeep to take the prizes home. We hoped no marauding leopard would deprive us of our pork before we came back. When we arrived in camp, the cook was missing, and the food had not been cooked, We were worried if any mishap had befallen him. When we called him, he sheepishly answered from the top of a nearby tree. He himself did not know how he was able to shin up the tree, as he had much difficulty in coming down even with our help. He explained what had happened.

Shortly after we left, he had set about preparing our midday meal with his back to the track. Suddenly there was a blood curdling sound from behind. At first he had thought it was a devil bird, but on turning round he saw the devil himself in the form of a bear screaming obscenities (as described by him) and tearing away into the jungle in the opposite direction. The next thing he knew was that he found himself up the tree. What had happened was that the bear had come ambling down the track and accidentally trod on the embers of the previous night’s camp-fire.

After lunch we took the jeep and brought back the carcasses, which fortunately were untouched.

Our last evening was spent with Babun skinning the bear and Mackie taking a rest. Pervey and I walked to Thalakola Wewa, but saw nothing to interest us. The next day we bade farewell to our new-found friend, Babun and returned to Kandy about 10 that night. The first person to greet us the next morning was old Seetin Singho. He, like Shylock, had come for his pound of kara mus, which he received with much glee.

In those days, there was a visitor’s book kept at the park office at Yala, where those who entered its precincts wrote their comments. My entry in the visitor’s book about this trip was displayed about a couple of years ago in the museum at the Park office. Later it was replaced by the entries of a similar trip by the Hon. D.S.Senanayake and his party, which if I remember right, included the late Mr. Sam Elapata. On inquiry from the park officials, I was informed that they were unable to trace my entry.

Leopard at Kumana

For quite sometime I had been contemplating visiting Kumana as I had heard so much about its famed bird sanctuary, enormous herds of deer and other attractions. My usual companions, Pervey Lawrence and Mackie Ratwatte were not free to join me when the opportunity came quite unexpectedly when my friend, the late Dr. Ivor Obeysekera suggested that we make a trip to Kumana. Of course I jumped at it.

The party consisted of Ivor, his wife, my wife Nirmalene and myself. At 3.30 am on April 12, 1956 we left Kandy in an old Willys jeep and a trailer that Ivor had borrowed from a friend. We had obtained permits from the Department of Wildlife (as it was then called) to shoot peafowl, jungle fowl, deer and leopard. Ivor had not used a gun before and did not own one. I had with me my usual armoury of weapons, namely a 7.9 mm Mauser, a Webley, Scott double-barrel shot gun and .22 calibre Hornet.

Bellowing crocodiles

In those days there was very little traffic, specially at that hour, and the roads were well maintained. After a pleasant drive we arrived in Batticaloa about 8 am for breakfast at my brother’s home. After a sumptuous meal we left for Pottuvil and Kumana on the coastal road. The next stop was just past Komari in the shade of a huge mara tree for a packeted lunch provided by my brother. About ten yards from where we were, was a culvert, and suddenly there came a loud booming sound from its direction. We were at a loss to realize what it could be. I had not heard anything like this before. I picked up my rifle and walked cautiously to investigate. I was stunned by what I saw. There, lying in the shallow water was a medium-sized crocodile bellowing away. As it was half submerged, bubbles of air billowed out of the sides of its mouth. I beckoned to the others to come up, but as soon as they peeped over, the creature saw us and crept into the culvert.

This is the first time I had heard this sound. I heard this call once more when going down the Mahaweli in the company of Mr. Thilo Hoffman and a few others. At one point we found a nest of baby crocodiles, probably a day or two old. One of our party picked up a few of them in his folded shirt. Their squealing alerted the mother who came charging through the water from nearby. He dropped the hatchlings and bolted for dear life. The mother then came up to the nest and sent out her bellowing call warning all and sundry to keep away from her family. We did not waste much time on the way and traveled through Pottuvil and Panama. At Halawa we saw an elephant feeding some distance from the road and left him undisturbed.

Old warriors

We arrived at Okanda without further incident and met the ranger, Peter Jayawardene for the first time. This was the beginning of a lifelong friendship with a most colourful character. The legendry Garuwa was to be our guide and tracker. He had as his assistant Wasthuwa, an equally experienced jungle man. As it was getting late, Garuwa decided that we camp for the night at Itikala Kalapuwa. At that time of the evening, the surface of the kalapuwa or lagoon glistened like a sheet of molten silver. Putting up camp was a simple affair. A rope was tied between two trees and a tarpaulin slung over it and the four corners tethered to convenient trees. Four camp beds completed the five-star comfort.

All the day’s fatigue and grime were washed away in the cool water of the nearby kema or rock water-hole. After a stiff sundowner, we were treated to a delicious dinner of rice, pol sambol, which is a mixture of mainly chilli powder and coconut scrapings, homemade ambulthial, which is a traditional fish curry and dhal or lentil curry prepared by the wives, ably assisted by Wasthuwa.

Bait for the leopard

As Garuwa was keen that we shoot an animal as bait for leopard, as well as for the pot, we left camp at about 6 am. He suggested that we walk, since the jeep would disturb the animals. The wives insisted on accompanying us. We walked till about 7.30 and the sun was getting uncomfortably hot, but we had not seen any worthwhile animal except a lone elephant in the distance. I suggested that we go back to camp, have breakfast and go for a drive by jeep. However, Garuwa said that there was a good water-hole fairly close by and it may be worth checking.

A good 10 minutes’ walk brought us to a circular muddy pond about 40 yards in diameter. Peeping through the foliage, we saw a large sambhur stag wallowing in the mud. It died immediately it was shot, and as we had to bring the jeep and trailer to take back the carcass, I volunteered to walk back with Wasthuwa and bring these.

When we came back, Garuwa suggested that we go back to the village and pick up a young lad who could cook, thus relieving the ladies from that chore. This turned out to be a real blessing. He was a young man of about 20 years, and not only was he an excellent cook but also a very willing and efficient worker. We nicknamed him Kadisara, meaning quick-acting.

After breakfast, the carcass was divided in two. The head and the upper part of the thorax, which were to be the leopard bait, were tied to the jeep and dragged to the site where it was to be secured. A prowling leopard had a better chance of spotting the drag mark and finding the kill. The site for the bait was at a point about 20 yards down the track leading to the Kumana tank, on the edge of the forest. This area was open country, but about 30 yards further down, the road ended in high forest.

It was earlier decided to move camp to the regular site on the banks of Kumbukkan Oya, but as it was too sunny, we decided to postpone the operation for the cool of the evening. As it was now about 11 am, Garuwa suggested that we catch some crabs to add variety to our lunch. He cut a stake about three feet long and sharpened it to a point at one end. He then took us to Itikala Kalapuwa. Having alighted from the vehicle, he asked me to come with him to the water of the lagoon, which was only about a foot deep near the edge. Peering into the water, he showed me a crab and spiked it with the stake. Seven crabs were thus captured.

Having come back to the camp, we had a bath in the kema and rounded off with a glass of ice-cold beer. In no time Kadisara prepared a delicious lunch with venison and crab curry. As there was no murunga in the jungle, he picked up some leaves from the kara plant, if I remember right, to flavour the crab curry. A well earned siesta was taken before the evening’s chores.

Camp was soon dismantled, the jeep and trailer were loaded and we were on our way to the new camp site, which we reached at about 5 pm. What a beautiful spot it was. There was a wide expanse of river before us with its banks lined with lofty kumbuk trees, which spread their canopy over us like a giant umbrella.

(Excerpted from Jungle Journeys in Sri Lanka Experiences and encounters Edited by CG Uragoda)



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The mirror of our discontent: Is our electorate the root cause?

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By a Concerned Aficionado

In my article “Whatever on earth happened to meritocracy, pragmatism and honesty in Sri Lanka?” published in The Island on 08 September 2026, I examined the total and systematic decay of our public institutions, the collapse of administrative rigour, as well as the ubiquitous and universal spread of corruption. The response from a plethora of readers who knew the originator of that article was overwhelming.

However, one particular message from a long-time friend stopped me in my tracks. “Superb article“, he wrote, before delivering a sharp, uncomfortable counterpunch: “One thing you missed. It is not just the politicians. In a democracy, we elect the politicians we deserve.” I have known that friend of mine as one who responds only when he has something really worthwhile to say. True to that perspective, I must admit that he was absolutely right, and this article is an extension of the original one to justify that ever-so-true contention. It is best considered to be an addendum to the original literary piece.

It is perhaps easy and even reassuring to direct our collective rage at the occupants of the Parliament premises. It is a well-known axiom that blaming the ruling class is our ever-present national pastime. We point to their venality, their incompetence, their flagrant disregard for the rule of law, and their insatiable appetite for plunder. However, in doing so, we conveniently ignore a fundamental truth of democratic governance: politicians do not drop from the sky, nor do they seize power in a vacuum. They are elected by us, chosen by our ballots, sustained by our applause, and very often protected by our silence.

If Sri Lanka has spent three-quarters of a century careening from one avoidable disaster to another, it is not merely because we have been cursed with poor leadership. It is because we, as an electorate, have repeatedly rewarded short-sightedness, bigotry, and outright criminality. Until we are willing to hold up the mirror and confront the stupidity, greed, and moral complacency of our own populace, no political shift will be able to save us.

The Legacy of 1956: Buying Short-Term Dominance at the Cost of the Nation

To understand the decay of Sri Lankan meritocracy, one must trace the line back to 1956; the watershed moment when identity politics officially displaced institutional competence. That is the time when the concept of harnessing the best qualified and the eminently suitable persons for positions in our governing infrastructure was put on the back burner.

In the pursuit of electoral victory, the ultimately successful political establishment offered the majority community, the Sinhalese, an irresistible bargain: language-based domination over public sector jobs, university admissions, and state resources. It was a classic appeal to tribal prejudice over merit, and the electorate swallowed it whole; hook, line and sinker. Rather than building a modern, competitive economy capable of offering world-class education and opportunity for all, the public demanded, and received, a system that prioritised ethnic identity over capability.

The long-term consequences of such injudicious attempts were absolutely catastrophic. By replacing meritocracy with communal quotas and political favouritism, we systematically dismantled our administrative civil service, alienated talented minorities, and sowed the seeds of a bloody, three-decade-long civil war that came as an inevitable aftermath. Yet for all that, we never learnt, and generation after generation of voters continued to validate this broken, unsuccessful formula. We repeatedly chose political platforms that promised dominance over our neighbours rather than excellence for our children.

The Free Rice Fallacy: Entitlement, Socialism, and Economic Illiteracy

If 1956 institutionalised sectarian division, the elections of the 1970s established a state of economic delusion.

Promising “free rice from the moon” became the standard currency of Sri Lankan electioneering. The public enthusiastically embraced political movements that preached state-controlled redistribution, the confiscation of private enterprise, and the handing out of unearned doles and unjustified bonuses. Socialism, in its Sri Lankan format, was rarely about building productive capacity; it was about taking from one group to give to another, while starving the state of the capital required for modernisation and development.

In that scenario, we demanded that the state subsidise our fuel, our electricity, our food, and our employment, entirely indifferent to whether the national treasury had the funds to pay for it. When governments attempted sensible, long-term structural reforms, voters promptly threw them out of office in favour of firebrands promising cheaper bread and risk-free state jobs. The electorate nurtured a culture of entitlement while despising the enterprise and productivity required to sustain it. We wanted the standard of living of a developed nation without doing the really hard work needed for building one. The total economic collapse in recent years was not a sudden act of fate; it was the inevitable final invoice for decades of economic illiteracy that the voters insisted on being fed and perpetuated.

The Moral Bankruptcy: Elevating the Totally Unfit into Power

Perhaps the most damning evidence of electoral collusion and intense folly is our choice of our political representatives.

In a healthy democracy, a criminal record, a record of violence, or a history of predatory behaviour, would immediately disqualify an individual from public life. However, in our beautiful Sri Lanka, such credentials often appear to be electoral assets of one form or another.

Consider our voting patterns over the decades. We have elected individuals convicted of murder. We have returned to power figures implicated in extortion, assault, rape and child abuse. We have cheered for despicable thugs who entered parliament not to legislate, but to intimidate. When a political figure delivers a local road, secures a government clerk job for a relative, or distributes liquor and roofing sheets before an election, their moral failures and criminal convictions are instantly forgiven and forgotten.

In 2005, 2019, and multiple instances in between and extending on to a time even after that, the electorate rallied around hyper-nationalist rhetoric, willingly trading civil liberties, institutional integrity, and minority rights for the illusion of strongman protection. We repeatedly voted for political actors who weaponised fear, played on deeply ingrained prejudices, and subverted judicial independence.

When a society consistently sends convicts, rapists, and crooks to the legislature, it can no longer pretend to be the innocent victim of bad leadership. The parliament simply becomes a concentrated mirror of various misdemeanours that are rampant on the streets.

The Myth of the Saviour: Waiting for a Moses Who Will Never Come

A recurring theme in Sri Lankan political discourse is the longing for a benevolent strongman: a Lee Kuan Yew, or even a “Moses” who will part the Red Sea of our troubles and lead us single-handedly to the promised land. This is indeed an ever so dangerous fantasy. We are yet to find statesmen or stateswomen who come even close to such hallowed sets of legislators who could provide the ultimate political benefits to the populace.

Singapore’s transformation under Lee Kuan Yew was not achieved through political magic; it was built on an uncompromising commitment to meritocracy, rule of law, zero tolerance for corruption, and a disciplined citizen body willing to make short-term sacrifices for long-term survival. Lee Kuan Yew did not pander to racial majoritarianism, nor did he offer free doles to win votes. If a leader with Lee Kuan Yew’s platform were to run for office in Sri Lanka tomorrow, promising hard work, strict discipline, the removal of state subsidies, equal rights for all communities, and absolute meritocracy, he or she would most likely lose his or her money that was paid as the election deposit.

Our public does not actually want a Lee Kuan Yew. We want a patron who will give us special privileges while enforcing the rules on everyone else. We generally crave a government that hires our unqualified sycophants while expecting the state administration to run with world-class efficiency.

Corruption in Sri Lanka is not isolated to the top of the pyramid. It is a capillary system that reaches every level of society. It is the driver paying a bribe to avoid a traffic fine, the parent paying a gift to secure a school admission, the clerk expecting a kickback to process a permit, and the voter trading a ballot for a bag of fertiliser, a lunch or dinner packet or even a bottle of arrack. The politician is merely the professionalised version of the dastardly, arrogant members that are a part and parcel of the broader public.

Time to Call a Spade a Spade: The Path to Electoral Maturity

If Sri Lanka is ever to recover from its present torrid state, the shift cannot begin in the Cabinet of Ministers; it must begin in the mind of the voter. We must develop the maturity to call a spade just what it is: a spade, starting with our own complicity.

What should real electoral maturity look like?

· Abandoning the Culture of Doles: We must stop voting for politicians who promise free handouts, unearned subsidies, and artificial price controls. A nation cannot borrow its way to prosperity, and any candidate promising something for nothing is two-faced and telling blatant lies to you.

· Rejecting Ethnic and Religious Polarisation:

Manipulators use identity politics for one reason only: which is the proven concept that it works. As long as voters respond to tribal fear-mongering and majoritarian posturing, politicians will continue to use it as a smoke screen to cover up thuggery, theft and incompetence.

· Demanding Moral Disqualification:

We must enforce a zero-tolerance policy at the ballot box for candidates with records of violence, corruption, and lawlessness. If a party nominates a known crook, their entire political ticket must be drastically and completely punished at the polls.

· Insisting on Meritocracy in All Things:

Meritocracy cannot be something we demand only when it suits us. It requires a willingness to accept that irrefutable adage: the best person gets the job, the admission, or the contract; regardless of their ethnicity, religion, or political connections. The working principle should be that the best qualified and the most competent would be chosen

The Choice Ahead

The current crisis has exposed the bankruptcy of our age-old political model. Yet for all that, from a worthwhile perspective, changing the actors performing on the stage without totally changing the standards and expectations of the audience will yield the same calamity through a different performance by an identical cohort of performers. The recipients of the performance in the audience, which is the voting general public, are the ones who should matter and in whose telling response the future lies.

Very many of our politicians have been corrupt, opportunistic, and incompetent, simply because we, as the electorate, have permitted, encouraged, and rewarded those exact traits for seventy years. They are a reflection of our priorities: priorities that are totally ill-advised and even significantly misled.

If we want honest, realistic, and far-sighted leaders, we must first become an electorate that values morality, practicality, and vision; a constituency that is totally above quick favours and communal tribalism. The promised land is not a destination to which a single leader can carry us on his or her shoulders. It is a state of society that must be earned through collective discipline, moral clarity, and the courage to stop being deceitful to ourselves. Ultimately, it will be the court of public opinion that should deliver a suitable and appropriate verdict to our politicians.

Fate often provides no abiding support and backing to the favourites of others, and time keeps an honest score in its own right. As far as the electorate goes, what we bring to the arena in our expectations and perspectives is precisely what we take home. The game will challenge us, test us, and occasionally break us; but it never cheats us. We must stand firm, play the long game, unwaveringly insist on excellence, and let the results speak for themselves. The future does not belong to politicians of varying hues and self-serving goals; it rests, as it always should, in the hands of our own general public, as the discerning electorate of this thrice-blessed land.

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Do not sacrifice more elephants to Horowpothana

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‘A parliamentary majority cannot change elephant behaviour,’ says Supun Lahiru Prakash, warning that failed holding ground has become a death trap

By Ifham Nizam

Sri Lanka cannot solve its escalating human-elephant conflict (HEC) by repeatedly capturing elephants, removing them from their home ranges and locking them inside an enclosure, says biodiversity conservationist Supun Lahiru Prakash, who has called for an immediate rethink of the country’s continued reliance on the Horowpothana Elephant Holding Ground.

“A parliamentary majority cannot change elephant behaviour,” Supun said, warning that political decisions cannot override the biological and behavioural realities of one of Sri Lanka’s most iconic wild animals.

He described the Horowpothana facility as an “open-air elephant prison camp” founded on the failed premise of elephant “rehabilitation”, arguing that it had become a costly death trap rather than a solution to HEC.

His comments follow the reported capture of yet another elephant in the Thalawa area of Anuradhapura and its transfer to Horowpothana. The operation reportedly involved military veterinarians while Wildlife veterinary surgeons were engaged in trade union action.

According to reports, two other elephants were accidentally injected with anaesthetic during the operation but subsequently escaped, while a third elephant was captured and taken to the holding ground.

Supun questioned whether the elephant ultimately captured was actually the individual responsible for the reported conflict, while also raising serious questions about the fate of the two elephants that escaped after being anaesthetised.

He said such incidents should not be dismissed as isolated operational mistakes, but should instead prompt a much wider examination of the policy of capturing and translocating elephants.

“The human-elephant conflict in Sri Lanka is becoming increasingly severe and geographically widespread,” Supun said, warning that outdated mitigation measures were consuming public money without addressing the ecological causes of the conflict.

A failed experiment repeated

The Horowpothana Elephant Holding Ground was established pursuant to Cabinet Memorandum No. 12/0151/549/001 dated 17 March 2012 and was among four Elephant Holding Grounds proposed under the 2012 Budget.

The facility was intended to receive elephants accused of causing serious conflict, confine them, rehabilitate them and eventually release them back into the wild.

But the experience at Horowpothana has raised fundamental questions about whether that objective has ever been achieved.

According to the Auditor General’s findings, elephants were brought to the facility on 52 occasions, between 4 September 2015, and 25 June 2019. Yet by June 2019, only nine elephants remained.

Twelve elephants had reportedly died, while 31 were listed as missing.

For Supun, the figures expose the fundamental failure of the holding-ground concept.

Not a single elephant, he pointed out, has been successfully rehabilitated and released back into the wild from Horowpothana as envisaged when the facility was established.

Sri Lanka had already experimented with an elephant holding ground at Lunugamvehera in 2007. That initiative also failed after an area of the national park was fenced and trenched in an attempt to confine elephants.

Yet, instead of abandoning the concept, the government went on to establish Horowpothana at a cost exceeding Rs. 500 million.

Supun argues that Sri Lanka is now in danger of repeating the same mistake yet again.

The elephant does not forget its home

One of the biggest weaknesses in the translocation approach is the assumption that removing an elephant from a conflict area will permanently remove the problem.

Wild elephants, however, have strong fidelity to their traditional home ranges.

Supun cited the well-known case of the Galgamuwa tusker “Chandi”, which was taken to Horowpothana on several occasions but repeatedly managed to find its way back to its original range.

For Supun, Chandi’s behaviour was not evidence of an animal that needed to be “rehabilitated”. It was evidence of an elephant attempting to return to the landscape it knew.

Such displaced elephants may travel long distances, through unfamiliar areas, in their attempts to return home. In doing so, they can enter villages where communities have little experience of living with elephants, potentially creating entirely new conflict zones.

An elephant that eventually returns to its original range may also become more difficult to manage, particularly if repeated capture and translocation have increased its stress and aggression.

Thus, rather than solving HEC, translocation can simply move the problem geographically and make it more complicated.

A prison without a solution

Supun said the holding-ground model fundamentally fails to recognise that elephants are wild, highly intelligent, social animals requiring space to move, forage, interact and express natural behaviour.

An elephant confined within an artificial enclosure cannot fulfil many of these biological requirements.

The result, he warned, can be severe physical and psychological stress.

An elephant attempting to escape may injure itself or break through barriers and return to the wild. One that cannot escape may remain confined, deteriorate physically and psychologically, and eventually die.

The elephant known as “Kaladi Dala Kota”, whose photograph appeared on the cover of the Auditor General’s report, became a symbol of the human and institutional failure surrounding the facility.

Supun also warned about the consequences of concentrating adult male elephants in a restricted area.

Because the elephants held at such facilities are predominantly males, increased density can generate competition and aggression, potentially resulting in injuries and deaths.

There is also a less visible conservation cost.

When adult male elephants are removed from wild populations and confined for years or for life, they are prevented from contributing to the reproductive population. Supun warned that continued removal of breeding males could eventually have implications for the genetic strength of Sri Lanka’s elephant population.

Millions spent—and elephants still starved

Perhaps the most damning evidence against the facility comes from the Auditor General’s findings concerning food supplies.

Between 1 November 2018 and 31 October 2019, a contract worth Rs. 26,133,700 was awarded for food for 30 elephants.

Yet only nine elephants were reportedly present at the holding ground by June 2019.

The audit found inadequate supervision of the quality of food supplied and noted that supply agreements had been prepared without proper studies of the foliage consumed by elephants.

Foliage that elephants did not eat was nevertheless included in the contract, supplied and paid for.

The weighing of food was also carried out at a private rice mill, without an official assigned to supervise the weighing process.

Payments were made without adequate verification of whether the quantities recorded were accurate.

According to the audit findings, food worth approximately Rs. 6.56 million was supplied in excess during part of the period despite the much smaller number of elephants actually present.

Yet, astonishingly, five of the 12 elephants reportedly died from lack of food and malnutrition.

For Supun, this contradiction alone should force the government to ask whether the facility has any legitimate future.

A place established ostensibly to rehabilitate elephants cannot credibly be defended as a conservation success when elephants confined there die from starvation and malnutrition.

Public money, political pressure

Supun said continuing to maintain such a facility and repeatedly sending elephants there was particularly difficult to justify at a time when Sri Lanka was demanding fiscal discipline and recovering from its economic crisis.

“The country cannot continue throwing public money down a bottomless pit,” he said.

However, he cautioned against placing the entire blame on the Department of Wildlife Conservation.

Wildlife officials can be caught between scientific evidence and political directives, particularly when political leaders believe that HEC can be solved through administrative orders or parliamentary decisions.

There was, he noted, a period when the Department itself had taken steps to prevent elephants from being confined at Horowpothana.

The fundamental problem, Supun stressed, is that elephant behaviour is governed by biology, ecology and evolutionary history—not by parliamentary majorities.

Time to abandon the failed model

Sri Lanka’s HEC crisis is far too serious to be reduced to a cycle of capture, translocation, escape, recapture and confinement.

Every elephant moved away from a village does not necessarily represent a problem solved. The animal may attempt to return, another elephant may occupy the vacated range, or the underlying environmental conditions that generated the conflict may remain unchanged.

Supun, therefore, called on the government to match its stated commitment to “proper studies” and “biological and modern technological approaches” with a genuine science-based HEC policy.

The country needs to understand elephant movement, habitat fragmentation, land-use change, food availability, seasonal behaviour and the circumstances that bring elephants and people into conflict.

It also needs measures that protect communities without treating the elephant as the problem that must simply be removed.

For Supun, the lesson from Horowpothana is already clear.

Sri Lanka has spent millions on an experiment that has failed to deliver its promised rehabilitation programme, while elephants have died, disappeared or spent years in confinement.

“Do not sacrifice more elephants to the Horowpothana open-air elephant prison camp,” he asked.

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Civil Aviation Authority Sri Lanka remains with its head in the sand

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The Boeing 767 300

It is inevitable, based on the law of averages, that aircraft will overrun on landing. While we wait for the USA’s National Transportation Safety Board (NTSB) to present a detailed report on the ‘why’ and ‘how’ of the Miami accident, Sri Lankan aviation authorities should take immediate steps, as an urgent safety measure, to remove the ‘offending’ wall (at Ratmalana) and replace it with a frangible (i.e. breaking on impact) fence.

On Sunday, 6th September 2026, a Boeing 767 300 of 21 Air, an all-cargo airline on contract to Amazon Prime, overran the active runway at Miami International airport in Florida, killing five passengers and injuring five more in two vehicles travelling on two perimeter roads.

Historically, the aviation industry averages approximately 30 runway excursion (overrun) accidents per year, globally, as referenced in safety records.

In response to concerns expressed by this writer and others in the wake of the fatal overrun by a Jeju Air Boeing 737-800 at Muan International Airport ,in South Korea, on 29th December 2024, Civil Aviation Authority-Sri Lanka (CAASL) did a study on the risk probability with respect to the concrete wall at the Galle Road end of the runway at Colombo International Airport, Ratmalana (CIAR). They declared that it was improbable that a landing aircraft would overrun (i.e. exit the end of the runway) and collide with the wall. In reporting thus, CAASL falsely justified to the President and Aviation Minister that this hazardous wall could be kept and need not be replaced by a fence, as demanded by Annex 14 to the ICAO Convention of 1944.

This ‘Seeya’ has been insisting that ‘anything that can go wrong, will go wrong’ (Murphy’s Law), and sure enough, an accident of that type happened again in Miami.

So as suggested by me, the ‘risk probability’ in the Risk Analysis Matrix (above) must now be shifted from ‘Improbable’ to ‘Remote’, thus putting the ‘Risk Impact/ Severity’ in the red (2A to 3A).

It is inevitable, based on the law of averages, that aircraft will overrun on landing. While we wait for the USA’s National Transportation Safety Board (NTSB) to present a detailed report on the ‘why’ and ‘how’ of the Miami accident, Sri Lankan aviation authorities should take immediate steps, as an urgent safety measure, to remove the ‘offending’ wall and replace it with a frangible (i.e. breaking on impact) fence.

It may be argued that because the 21 Air (Amazon) Boeing 767 crashed into the fence, five innocent lives were lost, while another five persons on the ground were hospitalized with severe injuries, the presence of a wall would have prevented that. Remember that if it was a passenger aircraft and not a cargo aircraft, as in Muan, South Korea, this latest accident would have been ‘catastrophic’ (i.e. exploding on impact) with more lives lost. Most airports in the world have roads on the perimeter but they do not have concrete walls.

GUWAN SEEYA

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