Curt, I'll mention a few things I noticed. First, no snakes. Not one, except Jason's stuffed one. GGG And no vultures or ravens. They weren't too far away (I saw all of them 25 miles down the road), but none where we hunted. No fox sign, either. And when the coyotes started singing, it sounded like there was one behind every bush.
Here's a pic from a few miles SE of our hunting area. I see a ringtail (coatimundi), grey fox, and coyote, and possibly one of the smaller foxes. Interesting mix of species.
I saw a couple mockingbirds. I'm used to seeing them in suburban environments, so to see "wild" mockers was different. Other guys were lucky enough to see barn owls and burrowing owls. I saw several redtails and northern harriers. It was a treat to see desert birds like the phainopepla, the cardinal's dry-country cousin.
There were oak trees in the sandhills, but they were only waist high. The acorns were bigger than the end of my thumb. Very peculiar.
Sandburrs were EVERYWHERE and got into EVERYTHING. I found one in a loaf of bread. How it got past the twist tie I'll never know.
The night show alone was worth the drive. Several guys mentioned the lunar eclipse -- it was spectacular. It carried special significance to encounter it while hunting. On other nights the billions of stars looked close enough to grab a handful. I was lucky enough to see one vivid meteorite sweep across the sky.
All in all, a great experience. Glad to have been part of it.