L.16.p.13. In the afternoon set out a lot more traps. Set a first milliped and Healy found a short, chunky, apparently non-pronimo cantho. The ground back from the river is simply ridgy; the ridges steep & with narrow crests, all bottoms with muddy streams flowing or sluggish in v valleys. The whole is forested. The soil appears clayey with occasional rounded (some angular) nodules of quartz. In the evening as the stayders bees withdrew the "six-o'clock crickets" turned up (they go from ten minutes to six until about 6.25). If Amhit & the boys are sleeping ashore tonight up at the new camp site. Friday, May 15. Rain most of the night. Disappointed to get not a single manurel in traps. Hope for better results later however. A fairly busy day. Reset the first lot of traps altogether and redacted main line. We managed to induce 20 or 30 of the local inhabitants to carry our cases up the slippery track to the camp site below, while our own boys were building the store out of posts & thatch, etc. Got some photos of these men unloading the loot. As I write (6 pm) they have been paid off (a razor blade & a few beads each) and are being ferried across to their own side of the river! One put his hand to his ear or pointed across the water meaning that he would slip on the other side. A messman from Archbold came to say that the plane will be in Dorooy to discuss further plans. The river is falling a bit, but most of the ship is unloaded, so we can pull out into mid-stream any time. A lot of white winged may flies skated over the surface this evening. Storm due this evening. By 6.15 all the may flies had finished their brief span of winged life and floated either dead or dry in mid water. In fact I believe that many must have sunk.