Transcribing the field notes of the Museum of Vertebrate Zoology

Collector: Grinnell - 1925 Location: San Diego Date: March 3, 1925 Page Number: 2454

fairly cheerful - about as he was in 1910, at the time of the Colorado River expedition. But he is forgetful, and shows his old age plainly - and normally. He doesn't approve of the ways of Huey! But his perceptions are dim. I am quite favorably impressed with the earnestness and general good judgement of Clinton G. Abbott, Director of the Museum here. He seems to have the confidence of many of the foremost business-men of the city. This noon he took me to the University Club to lunch, with Mr. Joseph W. Sefton, Jr., a banker. The latter is now President of the San Diego Society of Natural History and a good patron. Sunday evening I called on Mr. + Mrs. Albert M. Ingersoll and they invited over Mr. + Mrs. John Burnham. Ingersoll have a wonderful, well cared for collection of birds' eggs, nearly all taken by himself during the past 40 years. And Burnham, a man of 58 or so and successful in real estate, emulates him. The latter, too, is treasurer of the San Diego society of Natural History. Burnham has a son, Gordon, in business with him, when I met. He has been into the San Pedro Martir section of Lower California, and through him and several others I have learned much of possible use as to how to get about among the people of that territory. This information I am writing to Lamb.

Collector: Grinnell - 1925 Location: Lassen Section Date: June 12-13, 1925 Page Number: 2461

Left our Payne Creek P.O. camp about 8 a.m. and proceeded on up the "Lassen Volcanic Highway", now in excellent shape. Arrived at Mineral about 10 a.m., and made our permanent camp, inside the fence which protects the "National Forest Camp-ground" from cattle. This is about 1/2 mile above (northeast of) the present postoffice and store called Mineral, and that far off the new thorough highway, which goes east to Morgan, Westwood, Susanville, etc. Our campsite is ideal - wonderful dryish slope beneath silver and red firs, ceanothus chaparral adjacent, a spring of cold clean water handy, and the edge of the Battle Creek Meadows within a few minutes' walk. The water in the various streams which meander thru the pastures is not safely drinkable. The abundance of birds in full song is bewildering. First impression is that never in any locality (unless the Colorado River bottom in May) have I encountered more plentiful bird life. Saw a family of bob-tailed young Juncos already out, despite the tardiness of the season (it snowed here a week ago according to the people at the store). Splendidly clean and warm here now, though. June 13, 1925. Joseph Dixon and family came up yesterday, too, and are camped close by. Spent the