ORKIES' JOURNAL (ENTRY BY AKIMBO) 29 SEPT. '71
We strode across the remaining dunes to the old Pertian Temple & as
we approached near we all stopped & laid down our packs & sat to
rest in the shade of a nearby date tree. I took the liberty of sending
a few lads back to blot up the sotted Leaper A. Cohn who lay at the
tunnel's end in a mescal stupor. Actually, I was less concerned about
Leaper than I was about the vultures that were forming circles over
him; had the vultures eaten Leaper, I'm sure that they would have been
poisoned & that might upset the balance of nature in this area of the
Now, that idiot, Orkie finally came crawling up on his hands and knees
while hysterically panting, laughing & drooling all over the place.
When he reached the temple's entrance he pulled himself up & leaned
against the crumbling stone arch, gasping. Then, pulling himself to
his full height & smoothing back his hair he stepped in front of the
entrance & peered into the black opening. He made as if to enter
but in his excitement he turned to look back at us, raised his hand,
his fingers forming a victory sign, and with that stupid grin of
childlike quality he promptly wet his pants & fainted face first into
I had him thrown on top of Leaper Cohn & threw a blanket over the whole
mess for the night, (maybe all the vultures wouldn't be poisoned if .......; No, No - forget it).
Well, I guess that we'll all turn in & check out the temple in the
morning; I suppose we'll let Orkie go in first - just in case of
ancient boobie traps, (it takes a boobie to set one off, you know).