Flycatcher

Only time enough this morning to Shuttle back and forth to the Village on errands...picked up the geology underfoot book, which nails down another curio besides Soda Springs....passing Tenaya Lake, the narration on the Hikers Bus often mentions the Snags sticking up above the Sparkling Ripples, challenging the hikers to explain how they got there...I kinda leaned to avalanche fallen Trees that over time became waterlogged at one end....but apparently they are indeed Trees, Lodgepoles, that once grew there when the Lake was dry, or much lower. somewhere back around the Norman Conquest!....there are Snags like this, from the same era, at Mono Lake, and were visible at the surface before more water was allowed to reach the Lake, rather than LA....there was a drought way back then...thought on this while at work, and some other curios in the book, which I only browsed.....sunny hot blue with confectioner clouds and thunder clouds, humid....at Lunch: Doe by the Rooms, pics...and Flycatcher that makes the raspy Breee call, most likey Wood Pee-Wee, beside the Use Path where I go under the Broadleaf Maples to Ozone Beach, and I was able to get pics.....and another pic of Flycatcher atop the Willow....well...it's not Black Phoebe on Phoebes Willow, but rather Pee Wee, it seems...not quite sure...need a really good pic...but I did see for the the first time this Flycatcher making the Breeee call...and I often hear this call....Three Young Mallards, Song Sparrow, maybe one Violet Green Swallow, about...Blue Jays calling over in the Channel...Mama Blue Jay and Fledgling....back to May Lake: after I reached the Lake, I set the Tent up quick, Thunder nearby, and Clouds gathering...had thought to continue up Hoffman, but stretched out in the Tent, and read, and snoozed, and read, (it Rained a little), and woke up for the Ridge Sunset, and the Blue Grouse....one of those lunch meat with crackers and cheese snacks, lunchables?, for dinner, and tiger milk....listened to music awhile, and to sleep...woke up, and paddled down the slope to find a Tree, and didn't' take Headlamp, and on way back almost mistook neighbors Tent for mine...there were only two other Tents....I'd lost my Tent!....no Moon and very dark...after some futile hunting, I finally decided to lay down on the ground and wait for enough light...just t shirt and soccer shorts....very warm night, but Mosquitoes...felt a bit doomed, but had just read how Muir would sleep out in all kinds of primitive conditions....thinking on this, my hands for a Pillow, I saw a dark round silhouette only a few feet away...my Tent!....quite happy to curl up inside!!....more May Lake tomorrow....