Carl Pearson 1969 Journal * Francisco León June cont. Quito, Ecuador omasqui The hacienda is in a grove of large evergreens (cypress?) That mark it from the distance. After making arrangements for us to return to The hacienda That evening, we returned to The city + killed time until Pancho*, Fernando's assistant who knows how to do anything, showed up late and gave us a thrilling ride out to La Penya. I finally realized all that hom- flowry is as much to warn kids, dogs, + people that to warn other you're coming as other cars or demand they move aside. Pancho left us in Esteban's hands at 6 pm, + it was getting dark. Esteban drove us a couple kilometers to a road-trail that went up a steep gully (quebrada) on the steep westy east slope of The mountains. We set 32 traps in various places here, in the dark, but lighted by the moon, + under the southern cross studded in the blackest sky I ever saw. And strange night noises came down the canyon and off the steep slopes - croaking frogs, some owl's scream, + a whip-pow-will. And a fog crept down The main valley. 27 June From our dark room at The hacienda 5:20 am was still quite dark, but 5:40 was light; a very ambiguous sunrise since it was again quite cloudy + fog hung on the mountains.