Crumby is Seriously Aggrieved

Consider this habitat depiction!

Now, consider which member of  Class Aves might choose to dwell within this particular habitat depiction.   Did you guess some avian with rock in its common name?  Like maybe rock wren?

So like Crumby has been searching for spots around Stinky Valley where he could fluff up his Big Ass Year list and yet drive only a little ways as opposed to a long, long ways.   Crumby, during his search, hit upon that great favorite of rock hounds and Isoetes lovers, Enchanted Rock.

Ha!  The Enchanted Rock bird checklist features rock wren as a common breeding bird.  Can't miss that.  Plus, I need rock wren for my Big Ass Year semi-tome, Crumby figured.

Off Crumby headed, first navigating the merged Oak Hill plus Dripping Springs shitholes before he found the open road.  Mercy!  This bedroom community is almost as bad a shithole as Beecaves, Crumby complained aloud as he motored along.  Consequently, the motorcar drive west from Stinky Valley took awhile, hampered by a million moron motorists plus all the traffic lights. Mercy!  Why are so many of them headed west?

Once clear of Dripping Toilet, Crumby decided on the RM 1323 and Eckard Road shortcut.   It's shorter and I won't have to go through Fredericksburg.  Wunderbar dumbkof!  No old fat people in shorts.  So that's what Crumby did, drive that route.  But he still arrived at the Enchanted Rock, bird late.  And,  millions preceded Crumby.  Plus many of the mostly no damn good millions that preceded Crumby proved capable hollerers or yodelers, whichever.  In fact,  Crumby soon realized that the human whooping would go down as his  noisiest noise pollution visit to a State Natural Area, ever.  Yippee!  A new first.

Upshot.  Crumby can not recommend Enchanted Rock State Natural Area as a place to espy the rock wren.  Go to Pantex instead.  It's further,  but Pantex actually has rock wrens.  Plus, you could get irradiated!