Hoeman, Vincent D. 1964 22 the last couple nights. Met Howard Ellis there, very friendly young chap in spite of all the RESTRICTED - NO TRESP. signs who says birds (he couldn't describe) sometimes are attracted by light up there. Many die, but he revives some with shot of oxygen. Tells us to drop back later. Now road is real jeep road up through loose cinders jagged aa and wrinkly pohoehoe. Barren Country. We switchback far east back over station, then back and gradually up the cloudy dome till at last the road ends at a desolate weather bureau shack we reach about 13,500. A half mile of cairns and stakes I follow alone from there over bubbly phoehoe to a small cairn 50' back from the awesome crater rim supporting twenty foot or so survey flag standard based on 1955 USGS brass cap guyed to smaller cairns in one of which was rusty condensed milk can with very few papers dating back to 1957 and including L. Nichols last year. Also couple wooden signs there painted up with military names and units 1959 and 1963. I throw rocks into crater and hear big roar (slides, not pele) but it's full of mist so I can't see if there are any tropicbirds. Back at jeep we decide to wait for it to clear so we sack out and more of the sleet we had a touch of earlier comes, then changes to real show which soon coats the jeep and parts of the ground, but then turns to slush or the precipitation switches to rain. By 1730 hours it is obvious that it won't clear sufficiently in the crater before dark so we start down, pausing at the small cinder cone about 12,000 to run over and listen from its top. Little cairn there, but no birds. (DID NOT FINISH -- L. H.)