I don’t know what the collective term is for a flock of Sandgrouse, but “celebration” would be fitting. One day in the Serengeti, we encountered one such celebration. There were flocks of two species present, actually. And I’m thinking I have yet to see one “grouse” of any kind in North America.
First, there were the Chestnut-Bellied Sandgrouse in the middle of the road.
And then Yellow-Throated Sandgrouse appeared. Fancy little birds.
The attraction was water.
They tend to blend right in with the sand, but were still out in the open.
More celebrations to come.