Seib, R. 1982 Tapachula, Chiapas, Mexico 23 Aug shirt while we worked. We laid out all the animals and all the equipment on the rock. Then a super wind came through and I ran to the car to get our raincoats. I thought it would be an excellent idea to work in the rain. This idea turned out to be one of the worst of the trip. It rained very hard & was so windy that Allison couldn't write tags. Furthermore, pools of water on the pickling rock turned into streams and the snakes began to flow off the rock. Allison decided to write tags in the car where it was drier, but then realized that we had lost the pen in the rain & confusion. I searched in vain for several minutes. Allison came back and suggested that we pack up and work at the hotel. Neither of our raincoats kept us dry - all our clothes were soaked to the skin. After we packed up and were nearly gone, Allison made a happy discovery. She found the pen in the mud on the way to the car! We drove to San Jeronimo where they had one Coniophanes. We shot back to the hotel, where both took hot showers to warm our freezing bodies.