I had some coaching sessions in the west valley yesterday. The trip involved a pleasant meander through farming country. One farm has just harvested onions but most of the others were growing corn.
As I whipped past one field, keeping an eye out for tractors, a coyote wandered out, gave me a stare and then turned back, deciding against trying to cross the road. Vultures were also exploring the area but no egrets were present. My guess is they wait for the irrigation.
To those who ask if the trip is ever tiring, I reply, "Not at all."