without the hand prints being acting beyond the obvious caves. No scrow were seen or other game but two two small troops of Red Wacos, across the river. These monkeys saw a branch going at us + at intervals leaned forward from their perches + dived us with bared tooths. The river 6 mile below camp passes thru a vertical basaltic gorge or cliffs; Here the columns are distinct but often twisted in semicircles or at right angles, given the cliffs a peculiar effect. Never camp this side of the river shows granite boulders + cliffs instead of limestone. In the afternoon I took aside down the river on the Opposite side to where I came the monkeys in the morning, as I reached the place I saw a pair of adult Muntjacs feeding. I shot the bitching she straddle hind leg but it went down hill + traveled thru grassy side hills. Finally I came at Monig