Vic and I returned recently from a birding trip with his class from Irvine Valley College to the eastern Sierras. I've been sick ever since.
This summer, Vic offered optional transportation to his class of senior citizens. Because of the large number of students in the class, I took a driving test at the college so I could be one of the van drivers. But somewhere along our four-day trip, I caught some kind of "terminal tiredness" virus that has just wiped me out. I've been on the couch this week, sleeping, sleeping, sleeping. But I'm not quite dead yet, so let me regale you with tales of our travels.
The first day, we drove to the little mountain town of Mammoth Lakes. Mammoth is best known as a ski resort and is packed with people in winter. We visit in mid-summer to see mountain birds.