california Condor Eben McMillan 1 February 1964 A high fog that was quite cold prevailed as Ian and I drove down Choice Valley en route to Fillmore at 7:00 A.M. An east wind was blowing. The high fog became a dense ground fog as we climbed out of Choice Valley onto the north end of the Carrisa plains, but the plains themselves were free of fog. It was quite cold on the Carrisa plains especially after passing the Crossroads near Old Simmler and turning south on County Road traverses the length of the Carrisa plains from this point. Heavy frost was on the grasses and puddles of water, at the roadside, laced frozen over. Two colored men were hunting rabbits, on California Valley Development land near the northwest end of Soda Lake. They were wearing overcoats. Some snow still lay at the roadside as we passed over the summit of the Coast Range from the Coyama Valley to the Ojai area. The mud at the roadsides, on top of Pine Mountain Summit, was cemented and riddled with the tracks of people and their automotive vehicles that had come up here to play in the snow following the storm that hit this area on 21-22-23 January. While passing the south end of Soda Lake, on the Carrisa plains, we watched an immature Golden Eagle make three unsuccessful dives into the shrub cover that rings the flat Country about the edge of Soda Lake. This young eagle showed much white in flight and when first seen by us was sitting on a fence post about two hundred yards east of the roadway over which we were passing. Upon seeing this eagle fly