I90 A YEAR OF COSTA RICAN NATURAL HISTORY 



with stone abutments. I ascended the first brook for a short 

 distance, and spent about two hours (ii. 30-1. 30) searching 

 for dragonflies here, but with little success. 



When I entered the valley of this rivulet, Turrialba vol- 

 cano was still in full view; when I came out on the road 

 again, its whole upper part was hidden by the clouds. After 

 twenty minutes' walk this road bent sharply to the northeast, 

 descending into a valley in which lies the settlement of El 

 Sitio, another of the Lindo coffee and sugar estates. I how- 

 ever followed a path running on north, which after some 

 irregularities brought me to the top of a sudden descent of 

 some hundreds of feet, at the bottom of which I could see 

 the whitewashed houses and red roofs of El Sitio. Beyond 

 El Sitio the ground rose again into a high forest-covered 

 hill and beyond that to the slopes of Turrialba itself. At the 

 edge of the hill was the two-storied white house of Seiior 

 don Juan Humana and farther to the right, on Turrialba's 

 slope, the houses and white-towered church of Santa Cruz. 

 We were told that at these houses on the lower slopes of 

 Turrialba the grumblings of the sleeping volcano were 

 frequently heard. 



