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FROM BOULDER TO THE SEA 



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wrong fork. The banks of the stream had now become so precipitous that we were 

 compelled to make our way thru the heavy undergrowth and over the countless 

 logs of fallen trees. It was at this point we came on a nest prettily tucked in a 

 natural cavity in the bark of a giant redwood. It proved to be that of a 

 Western Flycatcher {Empidonax difficilis) and was made of moss and bark strips 

 and decorated with lichens and spider webs. The nest contained four young about 

 one-third grown. While adjusting the camera the parents flitted nervously from 



WATER ouzel's nest (uPPER LEFT-HAND CORNER) ON HEAD-WATERS OF 

 BOULDER CREEK 



branch to branch, uttering a feeble call note. But we soon left them and their tiny 

 home in peace; for about this time we had troubles of our own. Having nearly 

 lost the camera on one occasion we did not favor retracing our steps, so after some 

 deliberation decided to journey straight over the hillside to the west. At least we 

 thought it west, but the day was very cloudy and we lost our bearings; for after 

 plodding along several hours we crossed a trail which showed we were heading for 

 the east, An hour's walk on this trail brought us to the western edge of the great 



