Up and was breakfasting as the sun rose clear and cool, with a west wind that blew throughout the night, now abating. Cactus wren, mourning dove, le Conte's Thrasher and ladder-backed Woodpecker sang from the Joshua forest. I saw no reptiles. Driving on westward along the edge of the Antelope Valley I came to where the sheep were. Four bands were scattered about on barley and wheat stubble some of which had not been productive enough to pay to harvest while others areas were so badly overgrown with Russian thistle that it was not harvested. I met Miguel [illegible] who was in charge of two flock of sheep that the MTR Company had moved down here from the mountain area on north part of Tejon Rancho. He doubted that Condor had come to any of the sheep carcass either here or in the mountains since he has been around. Miguel can talk some English. He admitted that few if any sheep people ever pay attention to birds of any sort, [illegible] Now that he knows what Condor look like, from seeing my photos, and knowing that there is an interest in their welfare, he will not only be on the lookout for them but will also instruct his herders to be on the lookout also. I met one herder of Mendiburu Sheep that was very slow witted. He not having knowledge of English and not being able to interpret my poor Spanish, we accomplished very little with the meeting. He did have a lamb carcass lying near his camp that I took some distance away to see if scavengers of any sort would come to it, while setting this carcass out I saw a pickup truck running along the Tejon Ranch fence in a westerly direction. I intercepted this vehicle and found it driven by Dan Garcia who was just returning to his squirrel-