Carl Pearson 1969 Journal Quito, Ecuador June cont. native habitat, lots of good bushes or lots of birds. While we were on the mountain we heard shots + saw they were from the people (man + 2 boys) who were at the radio tower of HCJB (Hoy Cristo Jesus Bendice = la Voz de los Andes). Then we saw them shoot at the hawks, so we stopped + argued with the man about hunting, which he maintained (+ surely still does) is sanctioned by God (his god anyway). And to better the measure, we told the owner of the land, who prohibits hunting, what these Americans were doing, + he the owner went + got a pistol to go talk to them. We descended at about 10:30 and put the mice in jars at Fernando's university. Then we went to see Gustavo Orces, a self-taught naturalist at la Universidad Politécnica. He's got quite a collection of birds + mammals (and other things?), but it's all thrown about in different places + treated poorly. He didn't know what Phyllotis looks like, which means no one in Quito (or Ecuador?) does. [Who believes in organization?] Pichincha from the east is a green mountain, with lots of fields and more planted forests of Eucalyptus on the lower slopes. The steepest parts are "chepanial," which Fernando wants to save by having people donate land