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California Condor Eben McMillan 16 September 1963
Several Turkey Buzzards circled out of a grove of eucalyptus
Trees in the Santa Rosa Valley at 8:30 A.M. Where, it appeared, they
had spent the night. This place is about five miles East of Camarillo,
California. We drove to Castaic Junction and visited the Dead Pit
of the Newhall Land and Cattle feed lot where the bodies of five
cattle were piled. Three buzzards were sitting on the ground, one
quarter mile west of the dead pit. One buzzard and two Raven
were observed flying some distance south of the dead pit.
The day commenced cloudy and sultry with a mild
West wind blowing. Smog lay heavy in the valleys of the
Los Angeles basin. We drove from Castaic Junction to
Chuchupate Ranger Station in Valley to the west of Frazier Park
where I met the District Ranger, Mr. Gary Plisco, who had just
today taken over the District Ranger Post at Chuchupate Station
from Jack Williams, who had been transferred to the Klamath
National Forest in Northern California. Ranger Plisco had no knowledge
of the Condor survey that Jan and I are doing. This may be due
to his not having been availed of the information prior to
becoming District Ranger. But it seems a bit strange for
Plisco has held the position of Assistant Ranger at Chuchupate Station
for the last thirty months.
Gary Plisco said he has been seeing Condor quite often this
year, where in former years he had seen very few. Mr. Plisco said
he has not been making any notes of these observations in
that it was not the practice of the employees at Chuchupate
Station to send in Condor observations. He, nevertheless, stated his
willingness to help us in any way he can and consented to see
Personnel
to that any Condor observations, in the future, by Personnel
under his jurisdiction, will be recorded and placed in a box
in his office, for our use, whenever we happen by that way
to pick these notes up.
We drove to the lookout on top of Frazier Mountain.
On the way up the mountain we talked a man who was