It seemed these turkey vultures spotted a raven digging around in our compost bin and came down to investigate. They ended up relaxing and basking in the yard.
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe - John Muir
It seemed these turkey vultures spotted a raven digging around in our compost bin and came down to investigate. They ended up relaxing and basking in the yard.
This is the 4th year in a row that our Hooded Merganser "April" has had a successful fledging of ducklings. Our "river cam" caught her yesterday morning headed downstream with what appears to be nine ducklings. I will count the egg membranes left behind in the wood shavings in her nest box to verify.
About 2 weeks ago, 6 miles into the forest, we came upon mud with tracks of bear, bobcats, opossums, and other animals. We came back the next day and set up a trail cam on this remote ridge jeep trail. We left this camera for 10 days, as well as another one off another spur trail several miles away.
When we returned last Sunday to retrieve them our hearts sank as we could see the camera was aiming down at the ground. Something had knocked it hard. We didn't know when it had been knocked. The whole 10 days could have been a waste. When we downloaded the 64 videos from the camera back home, the answer was clear. It had been knocked down about one hour before our return. Below is the evidence of who the culprit was.
Four days earlier, another drama had unfolded.
The next morning, the big cat returned. Mountain Lions can and do kill and eat elk of all sizes. I watched a video of one locked onto a bull elk's throat and grappling its head. This apparently asphyxiated the elk enough to weaken it, allowing the lion to bring it down. We don't know if this was the case in this instance.
Of the 64 videos taken by the first camera (bears, Mountain Lion, deer, elk), 53 were of branches blowing in late afternoon breezes. Such is the life of a trail cam geek.
Gail, who is an OCCA member, entered a piece she created for the members show that ran for the past month at the Newport Visual Arts Center.
On Monday the 7th, Nick, Lauren, and I went to the 1,600 acre Moore County Regional Park in the eastern hills above Napa Valley. I think my time in California was the best week of the year for wildflowers, green grass, and perfect weather.
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On Sunday the 6th, Nick, Lauren, and I spent the day slow hiking in northeastern Napa County. None of us had hiked the Oathill Mine Trail starting from the Aetna Springs Trailhead. We have hiked the route from Calistoga up to the top of the mountain, but not down the other side to the bottom at Aetna Springs.
This is what remains of the resort, which is currently being restored. It was developed in 1891, and was a popular summer destination for people from San Francisco and Hollywood. In 1966, Ronald Reagan announced his intention to run for governor in the dining hall here. The road from here to the trailhead was a narrow rocky affair with a sketchy washout in one place. The whole area is remarkable for being serene, having little traffic, and being mostly rugged countryside with scattered large oaks.
Nick and Lauren's love of plants is infectious. They had me photographing and identifying wildflowers along with them.
This month I spent a week in Northern California with a little side trip to Santa Barbara. It was rather spontaneous planning, but I thought this would be the perfect time to spend time hiking with Nick, get to know Lauren (Nick's partner) better, and see a few friends that I haven't seen in a number of years. I flew down to Sacramento on April 2, rented a car, and drove to Napa.
Nick is very much into studying and appreciating native plants. This is his own native plant nursery. His day job is working at a family run garden center.
Since Nick wouldn't have time off for another 4 days, I drove down to Santa Barbara to stay with my long time friend John and his partner Mary. I also wanted to see Nora, who was a wonderful caregiver for my parents for several years.
John and I go back to 7th grade at Santa Barbara Junior High. We also spent several months traveling around Europe on motorcycles when we were 18.
It was great to catch up with Nora, who I hadn't seen since 2011. We had a long lunch during which I had my first jamaica, a soft drink made with hibiscus flowers. Nora and her co-worker Mercedes were the glue that made it possible for Mom and Dad to remain in their home for their last few years. It was reassuring to know they were in good hands, getting consistent professional care.
To be continued
I have been quite busy the past week or two getting the duck boxes prepped for installation. I built a new one for River Song, built mounting setups and predator guards for 3 others, and installed them with the much appreciated help of Marty. Most of the boxes are in areas of standing water, boot sucking mud, and brush, including blackberries.
Our next stop was putting in this box at South Beaver Creek which is a watershed being rehabilitated by the Lincoln County Watersheds Council. That gives us 2 boxes there. Each box setup costs about $165 in materials, which the LCWC or State Parks reimburses us for. Donations provide for boxes on private property.
A lot of log placement and plantings of native trees and shrubs went on here. You can see our duck box way in the back. It will be interesting to see how this area evolves.
Here is a link to a short video of this project, and another in an area further inland.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wk_Jf3XTyVs
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Jh5RE22SO0