NOVEMBER 02 (Cont’d)
Part of the pre-planning (such
as it was) for this latest trip was that we were going to spend more time
watching the birds, any other wildlife that came along, and visiting the State
Parks as much as possible.
With this in mind, instead of heading straight to Sonoma and our
booked hotel, after slogging it around the planet for the better part of twenty-four
hours, we headed off along Highway 1 and up the coast towards Point Reyes.
Because of the philosophy we had embraced, however, within twenty
minutes or so, we had already spotted a sign, pulled off the “Highlighted Route”
(as “Min” the Sat-Nav was prone to call
it) and pulled into a car park after having spotted a sign announcing “Muir
Overlook” and it was, in all honesty, a pretty wonderful place to stop for half
an hour or so.
Apart from the spectacular views, and the deer we spotted
disappearing over the headland, there were some exciting looking birds of prey
circling overhead, and, for once, I was able, after a great deal of failure, to
get some pretty decent snapshots of them.
These, it turned out, were “Turkey Vultures” and, at the time, I got
terribly excited at the presence of them.
Granted, we did not then yet appreciate how ubiquitous they might
actually prove to be, and within a week we would be referring to them as “Oh,
just some more Turkey Vultures” whenever we spotted them, but for a few minutes
on that jet-lagged first morning, they were the most exciting thing in the
world.
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