1983 26 January had put a little lit candle under the teepee of kindling. When Isidro poured out of the vial, it burst into flame and when he jerked back the flaming liquid splashed onto the left side of his face. As soon as this was used up the fire went out.] We put Bacitracin ointment on his face and toothpaste on his lips, and he went for a walk in the forest to smoke and calm down. When he came back, Cathy & Eladio went 30 minutes away, to a place Eladio knew, collected Firica Plastico. Came back night at dark w/ good dry wood, kerosene, ("carfin"), and a little mirror so Isidro could see his face. Before they returned I clammered out on the moss covered boulders and found a large beautiful Helopus. Then Isidro and I sat and talked of life, love, death, luck, the importance of eyes to a naturalist, and god (for him, el bosque y todas sus cosas). We had a good meal, but noticed ants from the nearby Atta nest have raided our bag of granola. At dusk I hear some food that sounds like Bufo villiceps, another chorus of high pitched squeaks the sources of which I can't locate. 21 January Slept about 10 hrs poorly - I was on a slope. No rain or only a light mist, blue sky at dawn. The Atta have now eaten a hole in Cathy's backpack, but not thru the foil packed freeze dried food. We have eggs of cheese & ham and hashbrowns, the latter not especially liked