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Gill, Douglas E . 
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first night had been a failure and hopes for future nights weren't 
much better. We hiked quickly up the old Hawaiian Trail (me puffy) then 
out on the new trail. We were tired and soaked. We drove down to the 
picnic area just below the ranger station, changed, got a fire going and 
cooked some canned dinner. (I had mixed vegetables and beef stew) the 
first substantial meal of the day. We finally hit the sack in the car 
around 0100 with a beautiful sky above. 
August 196 k 
Sleeping in the car wasn't the most comfortable in thw world and we 
both kept waking up in the morning. It was raining outside which kept us 
both in until 09j>0. We decided we had to get going so we put all our stuff 
in the car and drove up to the overlook at 9000 feet and found it still 
raining. We ate some stuff then we drove down to the Halemauu Trail. 
It was still raining so we decided to write our journals and hope it 
would clear. Neither of us wanted to work the treacherous slopes when the 
rocks were slick. A cowboy and two horsemen came out and reported it was 
wet. Larry decided to go in and get his pack and we would go looking for 
Newell’s Shearwater on the other side of the island and return here in one 
or two days* We stopped by the Ranger Station to advise them of our plans 
and drove down to Highway 377 • We were out of the rain this low. We then 
drove east, stopped for gasoline and ice cream, then continued on Route 37* 
We turned onto 31 which became a dirt road through very dry desert like 
country. We passed the house where Warren King’s parents had been married. 
Cactus and Century plants are frequent out in this dry rocky (lava) desert 
with sparse vegetation. We stopped at one place where we saw White-tailed 
