Wednesday, June 2, 2010
The Hairy Beast of Claremont
I might need to arrive only at 6:00 p.m., and hang out until sundown. But then again, maybe they just didn't come back, at all. Hm...
On the way back down the trail I saw somebody staring at something on the ground. Assuming it was a frog, I stooped, and found out it was a California Tarantula.
The photo does not do him justice. He was a biggie.
Rocket scientist that I am, I had left the Blackberry in the car, because there's no reception. Now I had no camera. Fortunately, a ladies' hiking club came cruising by, and asked me what I was looking at. One of them took the picture with her Blackberry.
Monday I took the kids to San Pedro to look for the Belcher's Gull. Met Charlie Walker, who said that now he thinks it's a Black-tailed Gull--which would be a nice California bird (A bird that I have never seen in California, before. I have seen them in China). The last 100 yards of the hiking trail down the sea cliffs was too much for my 4 year old and 5 year old. That, and the lack of toilets and a water fountain made me decide that I wasn't going to torture my kids just so that I could see a bird. We abandoned ship. I'm not losing sleep over my decision, though: the gull was flying in every day to a seal carcass that has probably been carried away by the tide, and is no longer there to attract the bird. C'est la vie.