Gill, Douglas E. 1964 Victorian profile. We couldn't find any Koloa (Hawaiian duck) so we drove back to Lihue and back towards the airport. There was the large muddy man made lake in [illegible] the middle of the cane field so we decided to make a last ditch effort here. Driving around the bank on a dirt construction road. Suddenly out of the grass on the other side there Koloa flew out. Then two more, and then four more swam out, a total of nine! What luck! As we drove on around a molting (?) Golden Plover flew by and then a Ruddy Turnstone. We congratulated each other on our luck. We parked in a distant corner of the parking lot of the airport and spent the next hour cleaning it out. We were still covered with mud from Alahai Swamp and were just filthy. We put on "clean" clothes which covered up some of the filth. We turned in the car and our overly helpful attendant tried to wait on us hand and foot. We waited for about an hour before our plane left. A religious group was giving a big send off of two good looking young people. I ate a jar of peanut butter for my breakfast. Our Aloha Plane finally took off and I had the good fortune of having a beautiful Hawaiian (slim, beautiful face and figure, neatly dressed, and college aged) sit next to me. We discussed our trip and the religions of Hawaii and enjoyed the conversation. She couldn't get over how brave we were to entire the mountains without knowing where we were going. We landed in Honolulu and were met by Dayle Husted. After picking up some dry ice we drove back to the Hotel and showered in Dayle's room. We dressed up (for us) and repacked our stuff. Then drove back out to the airport. We passed customs easily but found we were 100 pounds overweight. He only charged us for 20 and off we went. We left Honolulu at 4:30 p.m. HST and arrived