Mono Lake pretty much always requires a stop when you go to the East Side. I mean it's right there, how can you pass it up?
Plus you might miss fun birds like Avocets (!) if you don't stop.
Or all the flies...and the gulls chasing the flies.
Or Puddles, the gull, (yes, I named him) who splashes around in the lake. I think he has perfected a new foraging method but none of the other gulls have picked up on it. They just don't know. 
No comments:
Post a Comment