There were grasshoppers everywhere! Every time I took a step, I parted a sea of them.
Also, I did get a few other decent photos, even if the birds were perched on ugly lines.
Thinking my luck had to change I headed over to Santa Gertrudis Lane. But I gave up after a quiet 40 minutes. The only bird of note was a late Bell's Vireo. I figure I was paying my dues to the birding gods for last weekend's walk-up lifer Cape May Warbler. I guess that's why we do what we do. You never know what you're going to find next...