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transfix a hummingbird as it hovered in front of a flower.
The 1100 meter camp, as we came to call it, stood in a savanna nearly a mile
in length and perhaps a quarter of a mile wide. The camp had been used before
our arrival by Gardone, Henry and Jimmy Angel. Angel had had a short runway for
his Flamengo plane along the smooth part of the savanna, but the field was found
on pacing it off to be much too short for use by the big plane that flew us in
from Ciudad Bolivar.
All the northern side of the savanna was margined by the tall forest in which I had my traps set. The southern sides edged by a narrow marsh across which
came savannas, deep ravines and forest-clad hills.
From the middle of the savanna you looked northwards over the forest at the
steep, fire-swept slopes leading up to the enormous cregy cliffs that guarded
the Auyan-tepui plateau. Gardone pointed out the precise crevice up which he
and Henry months earlier had contrived to ascend. He showed also a crack farther
east which they had tried and abandoned after following it into the sandstone for
some distance.
Bill Couture began to complete battery that at the rate the peons and
Indians were tucking into the food supplies we should all be starving in a month.
We found too a definite let-down in the behavior of one of them to be precise
even Hector. Hector had been playing "old soldier" for some days, making the most of
a swollen leg which had developed on the way up from the air field. That something
was really wrong with his leg was evident. So he was given light duties such as
washing laundry. Any way the food issue was more closely watched.
Speaking of camp laundry, the number of shirts, trousers and socks used
daily by six or seven is perfectly astonishing. About a cake of soap is consumed
every day by them and they get the clothes only half clean. Hector
daily by the Laundry boy and then they get the clothes only half clean. Hector
and Fernando, the latter a relative of Gustavo Henry's trip, and owner of
an enormous broad brimmed hat, were detailed to do the washing, but they proved
a pretty worthless pair. And later when Gardone was compelled for domestic reasons
to leave us they went out with him.