California Condor Eben McMillan 27 JUNE 1963 Foggy and cool until 9:00 A.M. this morning and a brisk west wind was blowing as I picked up Carl Leoford and Son Bolt for a ride to the Navajo and San Juan River area below La Panza Ranch. Arriving at the Shay Camp in the Navajo Valley, we found that Pedro had brought his flock from the river, and was to rest them during the day at the Navajo Camp, as he joined the Camp tender and the Frenchmen for a ride to Paso Robles or Bakersfield. Pedro told us of two dead sheep on the river, one at the water- whole one-half mile downstream from Swallow Rock while the other was on a hillside, one canyon south of the Cedar Spring Navajo Ridge Road and about one third the way from the river to the top of ridge. We drove over the ridge to the River and found both Sheep Carcasses. Each carcass was being worked on by several Turkey Buzzards and a few Ravens. On the mound of dirt that had been thrown up by a bulldozer to create the water hole, one-half mile north of Swallow Rock, and when nearby, in the dry river bed, one of the Sheep Carcasses lay, left the bodies of four Cotton Tail Rabbits that Bolt Leoford had killed last evening with a .22 cal. Rifle. We drove back on top of Navajo Ridge, but to highway 178, then to road that goes down on west side of San Juan River to the north of La Panza Bridge. As we passed down San Juan River we saw an adult Condor Circling the flat where the river makes the bend westward about 1 mile north of La Panza Bridge. We all got a good look at this Condor as it circled only a bit north of us and not too high. It was 12:30 P.M., when we first saw this bird. We watched it for about Ten minutes, easily making out the feather gaps in its wings, all identification marks on this bird were exactly the same as the ragged bird which was one of the pair of Condors