Gill, Douglas E. 1964 but they moved to the left (east). The roar of the surf made listening difficult, but I was sure I would hear anything which flew up the draw. When it became real dark I turned on the car's headlights in hopes of attracting anything that comes in. Nothing happened for a long while so I turned on the radio to find out what time it was. It was 2110 and I had agreed to meet Larry 1-1/2 hours after dark which I figured would be 2100. So I drove down the road and picked up Larry, as he was walking towards me. We parked, ate our meal of the day and hit the sack. I listened to Saint Saen's Symphony No. 3 which was really great to hear and an aria from Samson and Delilah. 6 August 1964: The sun had been up for a while when we finally decided to get up. Larry had slept in the back seat and I outside in the sleeping bag. After eating quickly we decided to go back to the Crater since we struck out on Newells. Larry had discovered last night that he hadn't had film in his camera when he took all those pictures of the Noddies and Tropicbirds, so we stopped by the same spot but found no birds. We stopped for more gas and continued on discovering it was only 9:30. We heard some real corny adver- tisements on the radio which humored us. It was a brilliantly clear day and our hopes and enthusiasm were high. We stopped off at the picnic area below the Ranger Station to fill up on water and eat. We drove up to Halemauu Trail and packed our backpacks. Since we wanted to work Canyon No. 2 we decided we would probably get really close to it if we just flipped over the rim above the parking area. This we did and we came out right above Canyon No. 2. We worked the top cliffs then went over to the large ridge.