From Chimney Rock I drove across the point to the lighthouse. At the intersection where the two side routes diverge from the road along the point as a whole I startled a flock of Western Meadowlarks that had been feeding on the roadside. They flew past a clump of iceplant and landed on a steep slope down the bluff. I found a spot to pull off the road, rolled down a window, and hoped one would at least pop his head up. One did. Barely. This view of the back of his head was all I got. You'll just have to take my word for it that this is a meadowlark :S
