Keglsugl The local price is a penny a pound for native food, 2d. for European-type vegetables. Great quantities of fine rhubarb, of which we can use but little, were brought in and was not bought by us were thrown away by the vendors. The garden lands extend two to three hundred feet in altitude above the air strip (officially 8390 ft.) and are the highest cultivation I know of in New Guinea. Where the ground is black it is good for crops, I was told by a pidgin-speaking local. Sunday, June 7. Light rain fell at times last night. This morning clear, and 7:10 the sun rose over a mountain spur to the east. Sunny morning; afternoon overcast, with a little very light rain. With Van's help, I organized the cargo for the carry up the mountain tomorrow. Have 53 loads, including two or three light ones; but usually has to take more carriers than one really needs (when plenty of carriers are available, as should be the case here). John has not left his bed all day; the diarrhoea has gone and symptoms now are of an ordinary cold. He has eaten some breakfast and lunch. Sunday mass can not be taken too seriously around here, for, until the rain began after lunch we had a crowd around us, some of them trying to sell foodstuffs of which we not wish to buy more until we are on the mountain. We are told that women will carry food to the mountain camps on Thursdays and Mondays. As these notes are being typed, about a dozen whispering small fry are gazing in the door of the store shed in which I am sitting on a flour tin, the typewriter on a field box. Monday, June 8. Much confusion in getting away this morning. Had more carriers offering than were needed; the biggest and the strongest tried to get away with the best-looking loads; John inexperienced at this sort of thing; the government tultuls failed to appear. But for the authority of a boy of Mick Leahy's, at home for a holiday at his village nearby, the confusion would have been much worse. As the carriers were tying their loads, Father Buetner of Dengalagu and another Dutch priest came up to the airstrip to meet a mission plane expected in from Madang. Finally, we got away at 8 o'clock. With a guide named Petrus I kept the lead for a time but soon gave that up to adopt a more easy pace. The altimeter read 8,600 ft. at Keglsugl at 8 o'clock. At 8800 ft. we came to the last garden. Just above it a planted grove of big-seeded Pandanus, called Karuka here. At 9150 feet reached Pengagl stream, a big stream fed by the lakes on Mt. Wilhelm. The weather overcast and visibility poor in the forest, but it seemed to be a mixed forest with beeches prominent, also Podocarpus papuanus. An old sawpit and a native hut in a small clearing on the near bank. This would be a good camp site for us. A very interesting-looking primary forest easy to get about in, but the creek a mass of pale granitic boulders as if from a recent rockslide. The present trail up the mountain follows the creek, with good travel. I diverted along the old trail to inspect the camp site used by Tom Gilliard some years ago for collecting birds. The old trail partly overgrown, often boggy, and hard travel. Reached Gilliard's camp at 9750 ft. Situated on a shelf big enough for us, but a damp, unpleasant site in low forest cluttered with scrambling