Saw two (what I think were) golden eagles today at the softball field. Their actions lead me to believe they are mates. I believe they were golden eagles rather than red-tailed hawks because of the Phoenix glow I saw the male explode into as they flew into the sunlight. It really was amazing, and if I wasn't born into the high-tech special effects era that I was, I would have truly believed I just saw one of those mythical birds.

It seems that I was doomed to failure today as well. It is now 1:00pm and though several Sheriff vehicles have passed by, and I could see the deputies inside these vehicles pointedly starring and marking my presence here at the fields, none of them came over to harass me. I know what you are thinking, … bummer, but let's not give up hope yet. I'm sure that given time they will break under the pressure of powers greater than themselves to return (said with tongue-in-cheek of course).

I don't have anything against the Santee deputies. Most of those that I have encountered are very polite and professional. There are two, which come to mind, who are rude and arrogant beyond belief, but two in a group of over … what? 30 … 40? is a very good average.

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I had just given up and left the park when a deputy on a bicycle (yes, a bicycle), pulled me over to ask "where did you sleep last night?". Rather personal question... what does a gentalman do in a situation like that? I really wish I had my camera out… damn! That was his whole purpose in pulling me over and interrogating me for 20 minutes on my lifestyle, and running a warrant check.

Heavy sigh, massively depressed that I don't have footage to share with you on this.