we opened a track to the water place above our 2600 ft. camp. It was this coincidence of rocks which made me think that after entering the rainforest at 2600 ft. on our first reconnaissance of the mountain we were following the survey party's trail. In reality, we were follow old blazes and cut stubs left by tin miners 20 to 30 years ago. The miners went high on the mountain to draw water with which to work their claims. The intake for their water supply was on a long flat stretch of the stream from which we got our camp water, and about 50-100 ft. in altitude above our water-dipping place. Cutting track toward the top of the mountain, I more or less followed the line of their race, marked by piles of stones on which they rested their wooden flume. The miners operated here so long ago that not a trace of their flume remains, apart from the piles of stones. The woodwork has rotted away and disappeared completely. Above the flat stretch in the stream I found only an occasional cut stub marking a former trail. This did not help, for I already knew that the tin miners had been over the mountain slopes so thoroughly that one can find cut stubs on almost any line of travel. The trail of the survey party, where I struck it high on the mount- ain, was marked by blazes and stubs obviously more recent than those I had seen before. I should have been able to judge the age of cuts and blazes better than that. My trip up the mountain gave me 117 numbers of plants, including a sizeable collection of mozes. Collected everything I saw while hunting trail and cutting a way through, except a fine big Dicksonia which grew in abundance between the survey party's camp and the summit of the moun- tain. Of the four spp. of treeferns seen on the mountain, the Dicksonia is outstanding for size. Not more than 12-15 ft. tall, but thick of stem, the leaves covered with red hairs, and the stem enlarged at the base with a mass of adventitious roots as much as 3 ft. in diameter. On the way to the summit, and having difficulty in following the trail of the survey party, I reckoned I would collect the Dicksonia on the way down. On the descent, feeling not my best after 7½ hours hard work without food, I could not find a plant with a fertile leaf. I hope to revisit the mountain before we leave Shipton's Flat. There must be many plants I did not see in the short time I had for straight collecting. The great majority of plants seen had no flowers or fruit. But in the high mountain forest and scrub many spp. were putting out new growth, and in another couple of weeks I might find some of these spp. in flower. Thursday Sept. 9: In camp, preparing collections from Mt. Finnegan. On the 7th, while I was on the mountain, George established a mammal collecting camp in the big rainforest of the Tabletop, at an altitude about 1150 ft. and distant about 1½ miles east of Shipton's Flat. Friday Sept. 10: Finished work on my Mt. Finnegan materials in the mor- ing and after lunch collected on Parrot Ck. near camp. No plants worth special mention. Van and Don returned from the mountain camp early yesterday afternoon, looking unwashed and tired. But they had a very good mammal in the bag. The morning I left the mountain camp Don accompanied Van to his trap line at the 3300 ft. level. Don was "Squeaking-up" birds when a beast that looked like a big rat stuck its head out of the mossy low scrub. Shot by Don, it turned out to be the rare, primitive musk