Gill, Douglas E. 1964 -141- finish the letter so I put it away. The stewardess was a real cute blond. We landed at Lihue Airport in just about 1/2 an hour. After picking up two packbacks, we got a car from National Rent-A-Car. The attendant was overly helpful. In Linue we stopped at a grocery store and bought three days' worth of food. I drove our Chevrolet Chevelle out on route 50 just to Menehune (?) Fishpond, by wrong turn, then out to Wainea. In a little town beyond Wainea (Kekaha I think) we inquired directions for Waimea Canyon. We found the road and I drove up the windy twisting road. We drove to the Lookout and tried to position ourselves with Warren King's map. We were confused and started looking for good burrow places from our vantage point. We decided to go down to a scenic ttail which would give us a view of the other side of an interesting ridge. There were several good looking places so we decided to go back to the lookout and hiked down from there. At the lookout we changed into field clothes and donned our packs: Larry carrying the 200 foot rope, and I all miscellany. We hiked along the rim of the canyon a short ways south of the Lookout then headed down along the ridge. It was real steep with lots of loose dirt. The rocks were real rotten and crumbled in your hand. It was real treacherous and you had to watch your step, lest it crumble and you are pitched into the chasm. Good one. As Larry headed to a lower set of our croppings, I left my pack by a bunch of trees, and started searching the grass slopes for burrows. I worked along the base of a few small cliffs and found only one or two old tunnels. I saw a mouse in one. Larry called me down to his level and when I got there I found his rope tied around his pipe and the other end over the precipice. He called out his purposes down the 150 foot cliff as I watched the rope with the pipe on. I sat for around 1/2 an hour as Larry worked the base of that cliff