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 I74 THE CONDOR VOL. IX birds (Sialia vexicana occidentalis). The only songster much in evidence was an occasional Black-headed Grosbeak (7aie[odia melanocepala capitalis) which trilled from some lofty perch in the redwoods. We found the Coast Jay (Cyao- cilla slellericarbotacea), however, to be the commonest bird thruout the entire region. After rambling among the greater trees about the camp the highest of which rises 290. feet, westruck out for the Blazed Trail hoping in the usual course of events to reach some habitation by nightfall. The sky was cloudy and became more so as we went coastward, but even on clear days but little sunlight filters thru this great maze of trees. The ground is a damp spongy mass of decayed vegeta- tion on which the footfall is A FOREST VIEW ABOUT TWO MILES WEST OF GOVERNOR'S CAMP BIG BASIN noiseless..The wind in the tree tops, like the roar of some far distant surf, the splashing of a stream as it swings along and an occas- ional bird call is all that breaks the stillness of these majestic but gloomy solitudes. We left the Blazed Trail for a branch that led us to the waterfall of Berry Creek which tumbles in a delightful fashion, with foam and spray, for seventy feet down a moss- grown bank. It was here at the foot of this fall, amid the roar and flying mist, placed like a wedge in the crevice between two giant boulders, that we found our second nest of the Ouzel. It was in a position which made it almost impossible to photograph. This nest like the first was but newly completed. The birds in this case were very wild compared to the previ- ous pair. Now, while I believe I fully appreciate the scenic beauty of waterfalls, still I must acknowledge I was not altogether anxious after seeing the Berry Creek Fall, to plunge into a trail-less forest for several miles to view an upper fall simply because it fell four feet further and some claimed made a prettier picture. But to that enthusiastic photographer, Heinemann, this was a challenge that could not go unanswered. We had been told that by following the stream and turning at certain points that the trip was an easy one, in fact we were informed several young ladies had reached the upper falls the previous year. After crawling on hands and knees thru brushy thickets, winding gingerly thru nettle patches, clinging and treading along mossy banks and lastly forced to wade the icy waters of the turbulent stream we finally came to realize that we had taken the