The usual Coyote Hills. This time, I entered from a different route. Although it takes about 15 minutes on foot from a small parking area with 4–5 spaces to the park, it’s not much of a problem since I’m observing along the way. The advantage is being able to enter without waiting for the main parking lot to open (and it’s free).
Northern HarrierMourning DoveBlack-tailed Deer. Mostly hidden in the thicket, but it seems to sense my presence and keeps staring at me.Possibly because it’s a secluded part of the park with few visitors, flocks of Wild Turkeys are scattered everywhere. I found myself in a sort of standoff, blocked on a narrow trail by around ten of them. I didn’t want to startle them, but I also needed to pass, so I slowly edged forward and excused myself by walking around them.Likewise, there were many rabbits. The Black-tailed Jackrabbit, which I included in the title this time.While I stood still, one of them came running toward me. It probably couldn’t see me very well.It reminded me of something. Its build is quite burly for a rabbit—maybe that’s why it seemed a bit kangaroo-like.It also hopped using its large hind legs, much like a kangaroo. I wanted to observe it more closely as it grazed on the roadside grass, but a jogger came by and startled it away.I also saw a smaller species of rabbit—the California Brush Rabbit.Compared to winter, there weren’t many raptors. A Red-tailed Hawk had caught a ground squirrel.A California Towhee digging through fallen leaves in search of food.California GullA Bewick’s Wren taking a dust bath.
