The idea behind the camper is that I can travel to obscure parts of the U.S. to take pictures of birds and camp in some comfort.
So, as soon as I get the camper, I set off for the Sacramento River wetlands, where there are many birding opportunities.
I set up camp by a remote boat launching slipway on the river. I pop up the roof and luxuriate in my queen bed in the cozy warmth provided by, what the builders call, the furnace. This terminology seems a bit extreme, I think heater would do.
At dawn, I am on the swamp.
So many birds! This is what I like doing, I am absorbed. The day rushes by and I finally head back to San Francisco.
The city is completely hidden by smoke. I drive over the Bay Bridge but cannot see the huge skyscrapers of downtown SF. Apparently San Francisco has the worst air quality of any city in the world. Yay!