Piore was about half way on our way to Parigi and Hugo especially wanted me to try and get pictures of Maleo birds there. There were only a few native houses and a large shed for storing ebony. We camped out in the shed. They brought the wicker chairs ashore and I sat in one under my mosquito net. The natives had a large crocodile on a boat, caught on the small river.
There was plenty of evidence of Maleo bird nests very near the settlement and the chance for pictures looked better than I had expected.
At 4:30 we went out with the cameras and saw a bird throwing up sand, too far away and too dark for a picture.
The sun burn on my legs was getting more and more painful and the burning made me feel badly and very thirsty. Hugo felt pretty well burned up too.
We strung up the mosquito nets but there seemed to be no mosquitoes. Hugo went out and fixed up a blind for photographing Maleo birds tomorrow. Hugo suggested using oleomargarine on sun burn, an excellent idea.
The floor of the ebony shed was sandy and proved somewhat more comfortable than the boards at Lape.