Photographed 3 specimens and then packed up in preparation for the trip to Kulawi this afternoon. We have decided to go whether or not we get a reply to our telegram.
Went to the market at Palu and spent some time looking at and photographing the curious characters. They were more primitive and interesting than any I have seen on the trip and I was apparently just as much of an exhibit to them as they were to me. I managed to get a good many pictures by indirect photography. The children were shy and curious, the old people were generally good humored but some left in a hurry to avoid being photographed. Some of the little boys posed and wanted to be photographed. There was none of the aversion and money-wise attitude that there was in Bantoc for instance.
Hugo mailed for me 5 rolls Bantam Kodachrome and one reel of Kodachrome. He saw Mr. Felix and arranged for our arrival at Kulawi.
We packed everything and started for Kulawi at about 2, stopping at a store first to lay in a stock of provisions.
The forest became extremely beautiful and we stopped to put down the top of the car. The road became more and more primitive looking. Stopping at a bridge to get water for the car I saw a wooden image with a sun dial above it and having an ingenious device for correcting the hour for the sun’s deviation north and south of the equator. Nothing to show whom it belonged to. It was surprising to find a device of this wit in this locality.
Hugo obtained an interesting specimen of a cluster of large red fruit high up on a tree by throwing a small rope up with a stone attached to the end and pulling the limb off. As it came down Wongso fell backward into a nettle like plant, which made us all laugh.
The road followed the Palu river and finally went over a divide. Kulawi was a short distance on the other side at an altitude of about 1500 ft. It was cool enough for my heavy coat on the last part of the trip.
We were expected, as word had been sent yesterday by Mr. Felix that we were coming and we were greeted by the “Rajah,” dressed in white, the local “King” of the natives and several others.
The government run inn was small and comfortable. We were both delighted with the looks of the place and its surroundings and felt that we were at last getting into the interior of the country and near to broad forests and strange people. Hugo thought that after all he might like to be a plant explorer and only settle down for a part of the time.
After getting settled and dining we stayed up till the late hour of 10:30 talking about world affairs which seemed very remote.