The great West can be daunting. It's even more intimidating when one treks the vast desert alone. I purchased water and all kinds of rations just in case my car decided to act up. Cell phones don't work in certain areas and the landscape changes from Sonoran desert into the sandy Imperial Dunes near Yuma. Eventually the driver reaches the forgotten lands of the Salton Sea full of pesticides, agricultural lands and the infamous Sonny Bono wildlife preserve. Even further, one must cross the great mountains of rock and alpine shrubs. Then begins the descent into the crowded urban area known as San Diego. I summoned the courage of the great Indian spirit, Chief Geronimo. As I shouted his name, I took the plunge one last time into the area known as San Diego!
The end of the year would bring me once more back into Southern California to clean up most of the endemics found in this area. However this trek was made alone since Pat had to work. The year is winding down fast and I needed to find more birds! So I went into some of the most eccentric places around SoCal.
Discovery Lake was a pretty amazing area full of incredible birds! I think I spent the entire morning there birding. I heard the California Quail but I never saw them. I heard all the other birds and DID see them. Sometimes you just have to learn to "Let It Go, Let It Goooo!" I had that damn song stuck in my head all day!
This was my road trip song to keep me going. I want to let everyone know that I'll be catching up with you all soon. I've been on the road way too much these past two weeks trying to keep up with the end of the 2014 year:) I'll carry on with my report from the other two areas next week. And when I'm feeling intimidated by the challenge, I just have to remember to say, "Geronimo!"