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Notes on film sent from Bumthang and exposure issues; shooting was limited due to Tobgye’s concern about H.H.’s views on filming in E. Bhutan. Describes arrival at Bumthang with a pompous musical welcome by H.H.’s trained band, mentions groups on the Kykji Pass, and the march to Bumthang (9 miles, alt. 9900').

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14.7.33
Sent from Bumthang on Report 2 to 17 satisfactory, slightly underexposed.
18A colour filter on wrong column complimentary.

Quite a lot of sun. We had hoped to spend the whole day shooting, but Tobgye is anxious as to what H.H. will say about our shooting in E. Bhutan, and does not want us to spoil our chances by shooting too much now.

16 B. finished. 11th July. To BUMTHANG. 9850. 9 miles. (Alt. 9900').
Arrival at Bumthang. Arrived in a blaze of trumpets, bagpipes, drums and other instruments at Bumthang. A pleasant camp on a fine day. Everyone now knows
Groups on the Kykji Pass. that the way to please W. is to give him a pompous kind of welcome, and he was as pleased as Punch to
the cavalcade. see all this turn out in his honour. H.H. has
No. 17. B. the nucleus of an army in 25 young Bhutanese
In Bumthang. trained by a man who did some years with the
Archery and 8th Gurkhas. They possess three bagpipes, two bugles,
other scenes. a cornet and 2 fifes. Add them to the kettle drums,
No. 18. big drum, and surnais of the bodyguard, and you get

SUMMARY:
The party exchanged ceremonial scarves before departing over a good pass with many flowering shrubs, but refrained from collecting birds or butterflies due to the death of the Dzongpen of Thimbu. They marched to Tsalimape along the Bemem Chu toward Trashi Cho Dzong; despite requests not to visit or photograph during mourning, W. went to the Dzong, and collecting was deferred until reaching the next pass.

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ready to start off. We all in turn gave him scarves, and he did likewise to us. He held out his hands with a closed scarf in them, while we placed an open one over his forearms, and then took the one he offered. When this was over we left, and following the custom, we waved to each other and imitated wolf calls till we were out of sight. Road good the whole way, not too steep either side. Found a number of flowering shrubs on both sides of the pass. Unfortunately last night the Dzongpen of Thimbu (Trashi cho Dzong) died, so out of respect for the dead, we cannot collect either birds or butterflies yet. It is very sad, but we must agree to this. Bar. Ht. 8900'.

29th TO TSALIMAPE. 12 miles. 7700' (Bar. Ht. 8200'). An easy but hot march down the BEMEM CHU and up towards Trashi Cho Dzong. We were asked not to visit this Dzong, where the Thimbu Penlop died last night, but W. is off there now. He was asked not to take photos too, but again has taken his camera, having no thought for anyone but himself. Flies are perfectly beastly here, as the camp is in the village, the worst camp we have had so far. Butterflies are at last out, but we couldn't collect today. Tomorrow when we reach the pass we will start to collect again.

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At Trongsa the party enjoyed a fine day, riding back along the route to collect specimens despite leeches, and noting many butterflies at the Trongsa river before camping near the dzong. They were visited by Maharaj Kumar Dorji; W. pressed him to eat and played the gramophone, while later acrobatic games were better received. The diarist notes mouth trouble becoming septic.

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foresight. Owing to mist we again saw none of the
a leech was on the tray which carried in the soup on the way
scenery -

7th July. TRONGSA. 7350'. 8 miles. (An Ht. 7000'). A fine day at
last: misty in the early morning, but no rain till about 4.0pm.
Ludlow & I again rode back along the previous day's route for a
few miles in the early morning. By doing this, we can shoot
more freely, as there are few people about. If we go on ahead in
the morning, the route is always full of coolies, who start at
all hours after 4.0 am. We were again troubled by leeches, but
got some good specimens. Butterflies were out in numbers down
at the bridge over the Trongsa river, there we saw many of
the big papilios, but had no time to catch more than five or
six. The Trongsa river is a fine sight racing through a deep
gorge. Camp near the dzong in a beautiful site, the building
being permanent. This is the winter residence of the maharaja.
Yesterday we were met by the Maharaj Kumar Dorji, a very
nice youth of 24 or so. W. insisted on his coming to dinner,
and in his usual way made him eat all sorts of things which
he did not wish to, much to Ludlow's very disgust. He
also played the gramophone, another entertainment the poor lad
hated. Tonight instead we played silly acrobatic games, which
were much more appreciated. He did not leave till after
10pm, which is very late for us. My mouth has become
septic the last few days, and is rather troublesome. W has also