June 6 - 
Nonetheless, we Were sorry to leave this nice little 
pasanggrahan, with its swallow nest in the dining room, and its 
high view over the forest and river. 
We collected nearby, and Bill found another Echinople , 
rnd I got the three forms of the huge Camponotus worker - minor, 
major and media. Beirne found a gorgeous liens that has clusters 
of purple, wistaria-like flowers, »nd pale green grape-like fruit. 
We all got termite nests, rnd spent 8 long t'me by the road looking 
for termitophiles. In the jungle reserve known as Batang Mahat II 
we found another termite nest, which was we cut it open, was 
promptly raided by an ant (Pheidole?) . Pt noon we were near another 
trail into the same jungle, and stopped by the roadside to have 
a picnic lunch before - c started working again* The only-place 
where we could sit down, off the road and out of the swamp, was 
a gravel pit, so there we sat, in the broiling heat, only a few 
miles from the Ecu? tor and almost. at sea level, and wondered why 
so many of our tinned supplies and cheeses had gone bad. Anything 
that rides on the back of our err must be simply cooked and re-cooked 
long before we get it. We had our canteens filled, fortunately, 
and divided the dr nking water. Also we had two coconuts to drink, 
for we were all more thirsty than hungry. 
Going into the jungle later the Brues, found an amazing termite 
nest, a chimney of hard carton, about 30 inches long and perhaps 
4 inches in diameter , ;,. ■ , " | ' § i^ 
The afternoon clouded over, and we got to P. Kot? Baroe 
just before the deluge began. There was no drinking water available, 
so we caught big pitchers full of rain water after we decided that 
the roof had been washed thoroughly. We had a good dinner of rice 
and chicken, and just as we were finishing it three Dutchmen arrived. 
I know they had planned to stay the night in Kota Baroe, but again 
we had the only rooms, so after a good deal of telephoning they 
moved on, still in the ram, headed for Bangkinang. They sat and 
tailed with us for an hour, however, and one of them turned out to 
be the former director of the Zoo in Batavia, and of course he i new 
all about us, and about our exchanges with the Batavia Zoo. He is 
in this part of the world collecting animals now. It seemed a strange 
coincidence to have one Zoo director meet another in that remote 
little town, I hated to see them go, in the rain and the dark, over 
roads that are none too good, but they want to catch a plane to-morrow, 
and they hurried off through the tiger-infested land, to do so. 
June 7 - 
Still no drinking water In the resthouse, so we filled our « 
canteens with what was left of the rain water, after being offered 
some water that had been warmed, but not boiled, by the Man doer » s 
wife . 
The road goes straight up into the mountains again from here, 
and we stopped high up in the hills first to get the view, and then 
to collect. There was a lovely little trail that led alongside a 
forest stream, where Bill got a bottle full of his much-loved 
horn flies. The air was wonderful - so different from yesterday's 
Stifling heat. All through the canyons the air was actually 
