Husted, Dayle N. 14 
1964 
got off the ledge by sliding do™ a rather steep (rather steep hill, pardon 
the language) incline and grabbing a passing rock before I went over a slight 
cliff. Climbing dom the cliff was easy. As we were returning to the mouth 
of the valley, we found the remains of a Newell's (?) Shearwater. If 
Newell's Shearwaters nests in this valley I believe it is high up on the 
cliffs, and it would be hard to try and reach them with ropes and come 
over the top. (i sure would like to try it). We were picked up by the 
chopper and back to the Plantation by 1600. From the Plantation we drove 
around the island to the Wianea district. On the way, we picked up a DOR 
House Finch. I wanted to skin it right there, but we were in a hurry. 
We drove up to the Kahee State Park, but found everything closed up. A 
light was spied in a cabin and we stopped. We introduced ourselves to some 
sweet old lady. She was very religious and we showed her the Shearwater 
and Finch. She wanted to know how the poor darlings had kicked off so we 
told her a little white lie, but I don't think she quite swallowed it be- 
cause I had blood all over my pants (my own no less, from sliding down the 
hill). She directed us to a camp where a girl was the head cheese when 
there were kids there. This little redhead came out and greeted us. We 
flim flamed her into letting us spend the night in the girl's dorm. The 
girl was very different, (also a Zoo major), she really didn't care for 
people, but she is another story and that will have to wait. That night 
we skinned the birds. The Finch was very rotten and many feathers were 
lost. It was an immature male. We then drove up to the Kaluka Lookout and 
listened for birds. I believe we heard, I don't know what else they could 
be, Newell's Shearwaters calling. The area was very rough. It sounded as 
