So I did my eight miler this past Friday in preparation for an 18 or 19 miler next week. I drove to San Luis Obispo and stopped at the Pismo beach monarch sanctuary once more and here is a partial success. I call 'a gathering', sort of like the start of any Marathon. Full of anticipation, excitment and so on. These little critters will start their journey back up North once they mate. The males ...well they're staying for good. Kind of a rotten deal I think :-( Waiting for six months for the perfect mate and boom, the female takes off and all they see is this white bright light...cheers.
Sunday, February 05, 2006
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