Husted, Dayle N. 1964 14 got off the ledge by sliding down a rather steep (rather steep hill, pardon the language) incline and grabbing a passing rock before I went over a slight cliff. Climbing down the cliff was easy. As we were returning to the mouth of the valley, we found the remains of a Newell's (?) Shearwater. If Newell's Shearwaters nests in this valley I believe it is high up on the cliffs, and it would be hard to try and reach them with ropes and come over the top. (I sure would like to try it). We were picked up by the chopper and back to the Plantation by 1600. From the Plantation we drove around the island to the Wianea district. On the way, we picked up a DOR House Finch. I wanted to skin it right there, but we were in a hurry. We drove up to the Kahee State Park, but found everything closed up. A light was spied in a cabin and we stopped. We introduced ourselves to some sweet old lady. She was very religious and we showed her the Shearwater and Finch. She wanted to know how the poor darlings had kicked off so we told her a little white lie, but I don't think she quite swallowed it be- cause I had blood all over my pants (my own no less, from sliding down the hill). She directed us to a camp where a girl was the head cheese when there were kids there. This little redhead came out and greeted us. We flim flamed her into letting us spend the night in the girl's dorm. The girl was very different, (also a Zoo major), she really didn't care for people, but she is another story and that will have to wait. That night we skinned the birds. The Finch was very rotten and many feathers were lost. It was an immature male. We then drove up to the Kaluka Lookout and listened for birds. I believe we heard, I don't know what else they could be, Newell's Shearwaters calling. The area was very rough. It sounded as