J. Crowley 194. Journal May 19 Russen Gulch State Park, Mendocino, Calif. backed through. Jean led me up the hill to the north, through redwoods, Bishop's Juno, and Red Alder to a pygmy forest of cypress at the top of the hill. Just before reaching the crest of the hill we passed some pink rhododendron which were growing in great 15-20 foot high shrub. The pygmy forest dried out and a sort of chaparral grew up was occupied the crest of the hill. After returning to camp, we prepared our catch from the night before. I mislaid one of our Peromyscus so reduced our net result by one. At 4:00 p.m. France, Viola and I walked down to the beach open coast with sandy beach. Our particular section, directly next Low Camp is a little Cove surrounded on the north & south by high cliffs, covered front to the water level by Bishop's Juno, Douglas fir, Red Alder and rock plants in all of Hummingbird was darting about the flowers in the rocks. Turkey Vultures were soaring overhead and Violet Swallows were erratically zoooping over the bridge. At 7:15 we set 23 traps w/ F 1 camp.