california condor Eben McMillan 19 June 1964 cool, clear, with a gentle west wind blowing as I left for carissa plains at 10:00 A.M., checking with sheep herders on Lake Ranch I found one had just moved camp to Pinole Ranch this morning, and the other was not at his Trailer house. I stopped at Pinole Ranch and found out from Bud McCormack that the sheep which were moved from Lake Ranch were now at Three mile well on Pinole. Six Turkey Vultures and a Raven were circling south of the Pinole Ranch at 10:45 A.M. I drove to Three mile well and found the aged, fat, Shepherd that was in charge of sheep at the Cow Camp, last spring, on Pinole Ranch, and had seen Three Condor come and feed on a dead sheep near his Trailer House. He had seen no Condor since that Time. Returning to Lake Ranch, via Pinole, I saw three Turkey Buzzards fly up from the carcass of a death Jackrabbit that lay fifteen feet east of the road as it cuts through the Pass one quarter mile southwest of Pinole Ranch House. At Lake Ranch, again, I found the Carcasses of three Sheep that were in good shape for Condor food, near the Camp site from where the old, fat, Shepherd had moved early this morning. At the Trailer House, inhabited by the Young Basque Shepherd who was camped at Pinole Ranch with sheep in summer of 1963, was [illegible] Temporarily vacant, but the Carcasses of Two Sheep were scattered about 200 feet from his Trailer. The leg bones of one of these sheep carcasses were pulled out much as I's the