Abootsie was getting tired of pictures, more specifically the flash, I am sure.
When the first three were born, they ended up out of the “nest”. Abootsie was really concerned, but she was also concerned I would going to hurt them when I squeezed under there to help. I placed the chicks back into the nest, and it gave Abootsie confidence and trust in me.
The first adventure of the two braver chicks.
Mommy says time to head back to the nest and they follow her.
Something I noticed with Abootsie, starting just 2 or 3 days before the chicks hatched, Abootsie was spending a little more time off the nest, and I noticed she seemed joyful and excited. Then, there were more.
The goal of today’s hike in the hills was to further investigate some sort of metal remains that noticed in a previous walk, but I didn’t want to slide down the cliff that day to identify what I was looking at. We didn’t make it to that draw due to goat heads being beyond tolerable for the feet of Ollie and Fender at the base of the cliff. We doubled back and heading the other direction to look for a better means of ascent. We climbed the cliff much further east the when I wanted to be, but as we walked west, I saw a boat, and what I believe was a cab for some extended bed truck. Then what I saw brought much sadness.
For those that don’t recognize the carcass you are looking at, that is a Datsun 240z or 280z from the seventies. I had one, a 1979 280zx which was the more luxurious second generation and they are fun. Not only are amazingly fun cars, but they changed the sports car industry when the 240z came out in 1971.
While there was the initial moment of sadness, it did turn to much fun sliding down the cliff to further investigate the ruin and record with pictures. Ollie does consider himself pretty handy around vehicles, so he helped determine the restoration potential.
One of the ways Oliver excels at being a mechanic’s assistant is his ability to check places hard for a person to get to. It is especially helpful when inspecting a vehicle park among hostile plants.
Somehow, and I don’t see how, so far he seems to feel the z-car has potential.
He seems enthused, he seems to see possibilities…
…but I’m not sure Fender does. He may have a more realistic view of the work it would need.
I would agree, just pulling it out may be harder then one would expect. There are a few factors that makes me determine that, including, evidence of a resourceful attempt to pull the car back up the hill. It is not often you see old barbed wire haven been used as a tow cable.
Okay, I told myself not to get lost. I didn’t get lost, damn it, I didn’t. Then I looked south and realized, I did, I did get lost. I mean sure, why not, I got lost.
Looking South from the Southern Point of the Sequoia National Forest. Just on the other side of those calm, quiet, cloud and smog covered mountains you would find Los Angeles. But I am lost, I forgot.
