[Journal] March 6-November 22, 1933
Page 81
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suspected that he merely was objecting to our crossing the garden as the native say that of an enemy or stranger goes through their gardens all its potatoes will rot. Our guide took us for a short distance through fallen timber which was obviously an old garden they we descended quite steeply to a stream, about the middle of which the trail went for a short distance then straight up two objects handy. We descended then sharply on crossing two more streams the trail was now gaining through virgin forest with tall trees. After the last stream in the way is all uphill till one gains an altitude of 2500 meters. At 2640 meters, two hrs by carries, one passes a bam shelter used by native in crossing the clivul, at 2380 one enters a mossy stunted forest. After the park shelter there are two or three very steep ascent ways trying for double lochs. At 2600 meters one enters the bamboo forest and there are three descents to cross small streams which with its bamboo moss & rocks are quite pretty. About 1100 I left my rear guard & hurried on arriving of Kydas camp situated on a tree fern dotted glass spurs about 200 meters from the forest. At 1745 to find everything half obscured by its heavy mist. It was only snow and again that we could see the forest or the opposite bank. Nand who had been leading went back when I arrived to help the carries & I stayed and made several unsuccessful attempts to start a fire & contantly had to call on the native guide to make it. Teki Kiwira straggled in till after 1730. We had just got comforted when about 35 carries (Kwias) came in with baggage gotten by lari after we left. Teki Adorons went down immediately taking their rice with them. Teki Kiwira decided that they would wanted to go down also so at 330 we started down. The trees were rather slippery and I slipped one or twice & the Kwias was running a long for fear of slipping we arrived at its bamboo shelter just as darkness was coming on and found two fires burning evidently the Arunas had stopped fire to eat. It became real dark just before the last stream and we had a grand time scrambling up the last rise and on tops I had to stop to get the torch light out of my sling to find our way through the fallen timber. We got into