Kimi Creek 115 over planted in the highlands; the peanut market is too erratic. Phonetics used in instruction. The local language is Iagara, which in five dialects is spoken by the people from Kami to Lufa. The small stream we are camped on is called Kimi, so this will be Kimi Creek Camp. Monday, August 31. Our missionary visitors of yesterday forecast two or three days of good weather after yesterday's wind, which was strong out in the valley. John therefore decided that, if the weather looked promising at four this morning, he would climb Mt. Michael with my collecting boys.today. The weather looked doubtful to me, but the party set out in the Land Rover at 5:40, just as day was beginning to break. The day has been overcast, with very little sun, and occasional showers after 11:45 a.m., and the upper parts of the mountain have been lost in cloud every time I have walked to nearby vantage points to view it. Our party has not returned at 5:35 p.m. Spent the day in and near camp, partly because of some anxiety that numerous visiting natives might get out of hand. There most have been a hundred or more of them at times, and they were most unruly, some of them insolent, and a few of them truculent and provocative in their behavior. One young strutter, with an axe on hisshoulder, calmly reentered camp and strolled through it after I had cleared out the crowd. At least 7 luluais (government-appointed chiefs) appeared during the day, all friendly but inept and without authority or un- willing to exercise it. Most of the men carried axes or bows and arrows. They took no notice of railings we put up to keep them out of camp. I cleared them out time and again, only to find them back in again after a short time, watching Van at work, surrounding the kitchen, and making a hell of a din. After my last excursion out of camp I found as many people inside as ever, and one insolent young fellow lying asleep, or feigning sleep, in the middle of the grassy space between the tents and flys. They kept outside after that. An anachronism about the whole thing is that the people turned up, ostensibly to work on the road as a weekly routine under government orders. The women carried the stones while the men made nuisance of themselves. Tuesday, September 1. A fine, sunny day with strong breeze from the east (deflected SE). May day spent in camp, preparing the big collection which was made on the mountain yesterday. The party returned to camp at 8:15 last night, John having been invited in by the Sellars for a cup of tea after he got down from the mountain. Some details of the climb: Started up spur from Sellar's mission 6:30 a.m. with six small boys as guides. Top of conspicuous steep knob 8:15, 10,225 ft. Bill McSeveny's camp spot 8:45. First alpine grassland 9:20, 11,000 ft. First summit (yellow air marker on ground) 12:45, 11,900 ft. True top 1:30, 12,125 ft. Track went in and out of stunted timber from 11,000 ft. to top of the marker peak, thence on grassland to top of true peak. Timber goes to within 30 ft. of top of marker peak. In misty conditions timber was not in sight from top of true peak.