Tuesday, April 13: By 9:30 we had our 16 crates of cargo from the Time, and by 9:30 this evening we stopped work with the satisfaction of seeing the end of cargo reorganization in sight. Thanks to Louis Ferri and his crew at the Museum, everything but a container of arsenic arrived in perfect condition. Some of the crate timbers were broken (knotty pieces). The arsenic got loose through a lid coming off in a box. I omitted to record in my notes of Saturday that Jack Gordon, famed gold prospec- tor and bushman of the Peninsula, is in town for eye treatment and came to see us. Very eager to help with information and advice. Knows the Iron Range area better than any other man. Made the first strike of gold there in 1934. Reputed to be quite well off as a result of his prospecting, and says this year will be his last on the Penin- sula. On his prospecting trips he travels alone on foot, with a 22 rifle, small tent fly, pick, shovel, dish, and very little else. Lives on the country and travels far, with only a dog for companion. Has just returned from a six weeks' trip into the "turkey bush" country. Says little about his own affairs, and nothing in disfavor of other people. Evidently a man of two personalities. A hermit in the bush, and a gregarious, companionable man in town. Speaks well and is well informed. When his eyes are fixed, he will fly back to Iron Range and set out on another long journey in search of his bonanza. Wednesday, April 14: Cargo has been reorganized and is ready for loading on the Lochiel in the morn- ing. Only my botanical supplies were organized on a regional-use basis in New York. Mammal supplies have had to be sorted and allotted to the various working localities. This has reduced bulk to be transported to the Tip, but for a party our size we still have too much. Made various arrangements by telephone talks with Thursday Island. Thought it might be necessary for me to fly to T.I., with the certainty of arriving at Red Island Point a day or two after the rest of the party, but have been able to arrange everything by phone. B.P. of T.I. will attend to some details. Percy Jensen, Pro- tector of Islanders, will have our three boys waiting at RIP for our arrival. By special arrangement, the Lochiel will land us at RIP instead of going first to Thursday Island. Accommodations will be cramped for us as passengers, if the weather should happen to be rainy, but we should be at our destination Tuesday morn- ing. George is gloomy about the boat trip, the others look upon it as promising a unique experience - a small boat passage inside the Great Barrier Reef. With only one plane a week now going to T.I. (on Wednesdays), and the certainty of at least one day between arrival by plane at T.I. and being able to get across to RIP, the party would be divided and disorganized should any of us fly north. The Lochiel is a staunch ship with a good record on the coast. Had the Stephens and the Brooks to dinner at the hotel, and later we went to Stephens house to see color movies he has made on field trips in the north. The kodachrome rather poor for the most part - mostly over-exposed. Thursday, April 15 Saw our cargo loaded on the Lochiel during the afternoon, went on board about 11 P.M., and at 12:20 we cast off from the wharf and headed for the long line of beacon lights marking the entrance to Cairns harbor. We are comfortably housed in the forecastle, where there are five good bunks, complete with clean white sheets and pillow cases, leaving one bunk and a big locker for storage of our personal boxes and gear. Smith, owner-skinner of the boat, promised us the best the ship could afford, and we have it in accommodations. The forecastle shows signs of a recent fairly thorough cleaning, but crawls with young cockroaches nevertheless.