1941 Desert Trip. Above the bank it plunged down at it, dropped underneath and rose immediately above it again; then struck again, rose again. The hawk continued rising in spirals and the raven continued his attacks until they both disappeared in the clouds. In Death Valley at noon it was quite warm. We ate our lunch in the shade of the mesquites at the lower end of Furnace Creek Ranch - No birds. Near the town I saw a pair of Say Phoebes just where I saw them in 1935. I found the creek (Furnace) above the hotel had been put into a conduit as there were no birds there except a few linnets and a Raven. We drove across Dante's View, making many stops. There were many Rock Wrens (perhaps the most abundant bird from Lone Pine to Barstow), and we had excellent views of the Desert Sparrow and heard its call note was a soft whistled note, slurred downward. On a rocky point where there were a few low desert shrubs we saw a Ruddy-crowned Knight - not a tree for miles - Rock Wrens were everywhere - A Knight bird (W?) was