11/2/1925 November 2, 1925 - at three o'clock in the afternoon I left for the Encuentros mine on mule back accompanied by a mose. At the mine I picked up a guide which Mr. Swanquist had gotten for me and another mose to help hold the bat net and we entered the mine. The tunnel through which we entered was primarily excavated for the purpose of draining the mine. Although it was used later for taking out much ore, at one time this mine was operated by the French. The old brick buttments of one of their old bridges still stand one on either bank of the Rio Seco river. Later the mine was turned over to an American company. We passed slowly on back [illegible] farther and farther under the hill, finally the tunnels course turned slightly to the right and we lost all light from the out side world. I followed closely on the heels of the guide and the two moses followed me single file watching their step to keep out of the little stream that trickled along one side of the narrow tunnel. An occasional bat squeaked as it [illegible] winged past frightened by [illegible] by the terrible light and heavy thud, thud, thud, of the feet of intruders. Frequently we passed within ten inch of shafts of unknown depths levelled with crystal like water. At last