We took with us canvas sleeping bags and necessities, also all valuables which included my movie camera containing Hugo’s money and my locked iron box containing my own.
Mr. De Grijp had chartered the launch for the trip as he is in charge of both stations and was going anyway.
We got going at about 9:30. The launch was a smaller one than yesterday which was being repaired, most of the room was on top where we got thoroughly sunburned. The native settlement was about an hour in the launch to a point on the coast west of Poso. The bicycle trip along a fairly level trail was quite a pull under an almost vertical sun. The exertion was greater than might have been because the bicycle seats were much too low and insecure, turning sideways at critical moments.
The teak consisted of a plot perhaps 40 x 20 ft. of young teak about a year old. I had just made a photograph of it which included Hugo and Mr De Grijp, and was descending the sort of ladder stairway from the shack when one of the rounds turned and I fell forward on the ground getting a nasty bloody scratch on the nose. I was much disgusted, especially after getting cut on the leg yesterday, more so because of the danger of infection in those parts. I think Hugo thought I must be getting decrepit. Hugo photographed me at noon standing on my shadow. It was actually directly below me.
When we started to return, Hugo’s bicycle had a flat tire and he had to walk all the way. He could walk about as fast as I could ride slowly.
We continued on the launch another half hour to “Lape” where there was another native settlement with a forestry station just back of it. Wongso was with us and helped get the baggage to the house. The place was in a very picturesque setting and was extremely attractive, the house being made of palm thatching with wooden supports.
The two small rooms for Hugo and me were bare and with no cots or mattresses. This was the first time I had spent a night on a rough board floor and felt curious to see how I would sleep.
We had an excellent dinner on the porch and I ate a good deal, which was unfortunate as I was sick later.
We took careful precautions against mosquitoes as soon as it became dark. Wongso came into my room and wanted to shut the door/window. The native theory being to close everything in. He strung up my fine mosquito net and I tried to get as comfortable as possible in my canvas bag on the rough boards.
(Mr. De Grijp I noticed slept on a cot)