Open Back Sore

I bit the dust hard today whilst lugging an ice chest down to Candyrock.  How embarrassing.  I scored myself a nice raspberry for my trouble.  Oh, and I also birded Brushwood in the morning.  Tomorrow, I will be leaving on a jet plane.  Sultry and I are going to Lake James, North Carolina for ten days.  This will be my last hoorah before leaving for the Farallones on the 18th (which is also the date of the World's Last TPAD).

Me and Lola, nursing wound. 

This is one of a few Cooper's Hawk fledges that is currently hanging out at Brushwood.  

The Next Day Is Always Tough

I spent most of yesterday saying things like: 


"Wow. How is it 1:30 already?"


"Oh my God.  My fucking head hurts so bad right now.  Get me some pills."


or my favorite:


"My hands are still shaking.  Let's go to the kegmobile and pour some beers."


Then I went to walk the dogs with my mom and I looked at a few birds.

Lark Sparrow.  Having a morning snack.

This is Lola.  She was thirsty.

If anyone is in the greater Angels Camp area and would like to participate in Packed Full Of Fun Day, part 3, IT IS TODAY.  Also, as a simultaneous activity, we will be conducting Operation Drink The Rest Of The Keg.  Call me.