C. Cavelen 1967 Journal 80 Oct 21 Taboga Island, Rep de Panama walked on the rocks around the island. It gets Taboga is lowy. Lavender g once a day during the week & very often on weekends. The island is like a storybook. Little curvy streets lined with flowers & trees. The bats were about 20 feet up. They were clust[er]d in two groups. They weren't still - some were crawly[ing] down the walls & others were moving their heads around. Every 5 min or so one would fly from the group, circle & then land again in the pile of bats. I'd guess about 200 of them. ledge where Peter stood Henry & Don were n side the cave & threw rocks at the clust[er]s of bats Some fell dead & other were frightened & stunned & would try to fly out. Only about 15 were caught in the mist net. Most flew out high up where Peter was. He had a fishing landing net & purling at them as they flew out. This stunned them more. He would then drop them to me & I [illegible] injected them. Some got away before I could injest them. We laughed the entire time because there were bats & stones flying everywhere. I am cursan we lost about 30 bats because they fell mist net stood here.