Half an hour before sunrise, we turn into the South Unit of the Woodbridge Ecological Reserve, windows shut against the late October chill. We’re just five miles west of Lodi, but as soon as we open our car doors, all thoughts of civilization fade away as a noisy chorus of otherworldly calls rises from the marsh before us. By Liza Gross (KQED).
http://blogs.kqed.org/science/2013/10/30/farming-for-cranes-can-agriculture-save-an-ancient-migration/
