California Condor Eben McMillan 2 July 1963 by comparison, appears to float downward as if suspended on a string, and being gently lowered from above. The wings remain the same as is the case in loafing flight—there is no sign of unevenness or jerking down, and slowing up and the bird goes faster; the decent is smooth and graceful to the very moment the bird touches the ground, very much like a parachute drop. After alighting on the ground about 200 feet from where the dead calf was situated with several Buzzards feeding about it, this condor stood for two minutes and seemed to be looking things over. It then hobbled towards the calf carcass was in a ambling, half running, gait until it came to a patch of green weeds that grew between it and the calf carcass. The Condor then stood still for a minute seeming to contemplate how to get through the thick weeds. It then raised its wings, gave a fligh and sailed the 30 or 40 feet necessary to get past green weeds. The Condor was now on the top of the slop bank and looking down at the dead calf and the several Buzzards milling around it. The Condor now, after standing on the bank for 30 or 40 seconds, walked down the sloping bank and to the Calf Carcass, scattering the Buzzards some 10 or feet away as it did so. Not being able to see well from my vantage point over one mile away across the valley, I drove the Pickup on the Kern grade road to the Oiled Road then off on the road going East towards Hancock Ranch to where I was in the creek-bed and about one-half mile southeast of the feeding Condor. Being down low in the valley heat waves made observing the Condor feeding rather difficult so I kept watch on the Creek bank to see if the bird finished feeding and would leave the area. At 2:20 P.M. the Condor walked up on the bank and out