Thu 11/3/2020
I think the guy with the flag was gone in the morning. When I walked Molly over there before breakfast, we saw only the campground host's trailer. So I'll never know. And from this moment on, I no longer care. Life is too short to spend it stressing out about things not important to me.
And it turns out we were some of the biggest light polluters out there. When Ed went outside for his final cigarette before bedtime, he noticed that the campsite next to us was lit up awfully brightly. Curious, he took a quick look--and it was our power regulator. The big, honking, fancy power regulator and surge preventer box that we had the shore power plugged into--to prevent another wipeout like we had at Surfside--had very bright lights on it. We'd noticed them, but never cared much because all the other campsites were lit up so excessively that our box wasn't going to make much difference.
Not here, though. In a really dark place, those lights were bright. I've taken a dark blue towel and improvised a cover for it, so we'll see how much better it is tonight.
The campground seemed awfully full for a Wednesday, but on Thursday morning they mostly cleared out. Unless a lot more people come in that I've been seeing come in, it'll be more than halfway empty tonight. It's kind of cloudy and windy, so maybe that's keeping people away? Most likely not, and there's not much chance of rain, either.
We had a lovely, lazy day. We drove over to the day use area and sat by the river for a while. Then checked out the bird blind on the trail leading to the overlook. There I saw Western Scrub Jays, house finches, and lesser goldfinches.
We took the trail toward the overlook, but turned around after going only two-thirds of the way up. Ed's hip was hurting him and he was uncertain of the way back. I was not all that worried, but no matter. We weren't really sure how far we had to go because the trail was not marked at all once you started on it. We weren't even sure we were really on the trail. I might do it again tomorrow,but I probably won't. I will, however, go check out the bird blind again.
After a lunch break, we headed to the other bird blind where I saw Inca Doves, more house finches, black-crested titmice, and one odd little warbler-like bird that left as soon as I glimpsed him. Blah!
And then we moseyed on down the trail looking for turkey. We made a small circle, from the blind to the river to the parking area and then on another cross trail that headed toward the blind. And that's where Ed saw the turkeys for himself. Probably the same flock, skulking around in the brush like turkeys do. They're awfully quiet for something so large.
Lots of axis deer looking at us
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