. Strong 1925 Copy) Schenck in the Buick, Hope and myself in the Ford. Drove from about ten o'clock in the morning until 6.45 in the evening. Very bad roads over country. Much like the tops of the San Jacintos in Alta California. Hills cov- ered with chapparal and some sort of ceanothus -- the flats with a feathery sort of sage (like tamarisk). Much cactus. A succession of steep hills with granite outcrops, and flat valleys with small willow-lined water courses. Considerable bird life -- about eight flocks of quail, many doves, one big roost of vultures (about two dozen) several cottontail rabbits, one Jack, two coyotes feeding on a dead horse, one Antelope Chip- munk, etc. After wasting some time on a wrong road -- just beyond San Vicente where there is a ruined Mission -- we pushed on into San Antonio Canyon -- a fascinating place. Very steep and high walled, peculiarly [illegible] granites and sandstones in one place -- looking like a wall made by the old Mexicans. Many caves, white washed by birds forming places where ravines were nesting. Reeds in the canyon bottom give a trop- ical effect. After about three miles the canyon leads out to the sea coast dunes , and here the San Antonio del Mar ranch house, distillery, and oil works (200,000 dollars already invested in sinking oil well 19,000 ft. down, thru water already.) are located. [a company lease this site] The Rancho del Mar is owned by Mr. and /62