A few months 
                        ago I sent my 
                        land snail hunter, 
                        Alex Bianchi, 
                        to make a short 
                        trip to the Loja 
                        Province, in 
                        southern Ecuador.
                      I never had 
                        my own material 
                        from this area 
                        except for few 
                        species found 
                        by Jens and Christa 
                        Hemmen some years 
                        ago.
                      Alex’s 
                        first trip was 
                        only for five 
                        days in Loja 
                        city, Vilcabamba, 
                        Catacocha and 
                        some small villages. 
                        The results were 
                        quite nice, especially 
                        since he found 
                        a single specimen 
                        of Porphyrobaphe 
                        kelletti. Because 
                        of this species 
                        I planned another 
                        trip to this 
                        area.
                      In the beginning 
                        of April 2013 
                        I arrived in 
                        Guayaquil, a 
                        city I know and 
                        like very much. 
                        In my first trip 
                        to Ecuador was 
                        January 1990, 
                        and by that time 
                        this city was 
                        the ugliest and 
                        dirtiest I ever 
                        had been until 
                        then. But 10 
                        years later the 
                        city started 
                        to be renovated 
                        and most the 
                        ugly and dirty 
                        parts had been 
                        turned into a 
                        very pleasant 
                        place. Along 
                        the River Guayas 
                        they`ve built 
                        a fabulous area 
                        called “Malecon 
                        2000”, 
                        with tropical 
                        Botanic Garden, 
                        museums, theaters, 
                        restaurants, 
                        etc. The local 
                        airport is considered 
                        the most beautiful 
                        and functional 
                        small airport 
                        of the world. 
                        A really good 
                        change.
                      Alex and I had 
                        a short flight 
                        of 6 hours from 
                        São Paulo 
                        to Guayaquil. 
                        Immediately after 
                        we arrived we 
                        rented a car 
                        4x4 and we drove 
                        to Cuenca, in 
                        Azuay Province.
                      Just starting 
                        to slopes of 
                        the Andes we 
                        stopped in the 
                        tropical rain 
                        forest covered 
                        by a dense fog. 
                        Alex walked half 
                        hour in the area 
                        while I parked 
                        the car in the 
                        narrow road shoulder– 
                        the Ecuadorians 
                        drive like crazy 
                        and it was quite 
                        scary to park 
                        there. Alex found 
                        four Lampadion 
                        sp. while I was 
                        parking! After 
                        three hours driving 
                        we’ve reached 
                        El Cajas National 
                        Park. This is 
                        one of the most 
                        fantastic places 
                        I have ever been. 
                        Most of the park 
                        is over 4000 
                        meters high and 
                        has hundreds 
                        of small (sometime 
                        frozen) lakes. 
                        The flora is 
                        something from 
                        another planet!
                      Before we entered 
                        at the park we 
                        stopped in a 
                        small farm to 
                        ask about snails. 
                        To my surprise 
                        the farmer told 
                        me he had seen 
                        some small species. 
                        I never had thought 
                        about land snails 
                        living over 4000 
                        meters. He took 
                        us to visit a 
                        part of the farm 
                        at 3850-4050 
                        meters high and 
                        I found two snails 
                        that I believe 
                        to be Scutulus 
                        cf. anthisanensis 
                        (Pfeiffer, 1853) 
                        on the rock crevices 
                        in a big stone 
                        wall. Alex found 
                        two juvenile 
                        specimens and 
                        the farmer found 
                        a nice adult 
                        one. 
                      Driving on the 
                        park I saw some 
                        of the most stunning 
                        sceneries. And 
                        it was really 
                        cold – 
                        zero Celsius 
                        but for us was 
                        like 10 below 
                        zero!
                      Forty-five minutes 
                        later we arrived 
                        on the beautiful 
                        colonial city 
                        of Cuenca. This 
                        city is UNESCO 
                        World Heritage 
                        and is over 2500 
                        meters high in 
                        a gorgeous valley 
                        surrounded by 
                        huge mountains.
						
                      On the next 
                        day we left Cuenca 
                        in the direction 
                        of Loja. We started 
                        to drive up, 
                        drive down, drive 
                        up, drive down 
                        like being on 
                        a rollycoaster. 
                        The roads are 
                        very good and 
                        we stopped in 
                        the way to look 
                        for shells. Ours 
                        first attempts 
                        weren’t 
                        very productive, 
                        but we did find 
                        a few species. 
                        During the trip 
                        we felt a little 
                        bit of “soroche” 
                        the high altitude 
                        disease. We felt 
                        that we didn’t 
                        have enough oxygen 
                        to breath. We 
                        arrived in Loja 
                        with a huge headache!
                      Loja is another 
                        colonial town 
                        with 200,000 
                        people and it 
                        is situated at 
                        2000 meters in 
                        the beautiful 
                        valley of Cuxibamba.
                      Arriving at 
                        the city we tried 
                        to contact some 
                        local people 
                        Alex had met 
                        before and we 
                        went immediately 
                        to check the 
                        area where he 
                        had found the 
                        Porphyrobaphe 
                        before.
                      When Alex found 
                        the shell last 
                        February, the 
                        specimen was 
                        crawling along 
                        the road to Catamayo 
                        during a strong 
                        rain. We checked 
                        all the area 
                        and we couldn’t 
                        find a single 
                        shell. Looking 
                        around we noticed 
                        some small forest 
                        on the top of 
                        the next mountain 
                        – it seems 
                        that shell had 
                        fall from there.
                      In the next 
                        morning Alex 
                        went back to 
                        this area with 
                        a local man he 
                        had met before. 
                        They checked 
                        every single 
                        bush, hole, and 
                        piece of grass 
                        for four hours 
                        and he only found 
                        a single dead 
                        specimen. We 
                        gave up looking 
                        for this shell 
                        and we decided 
                        to explore other 
                        areas.
                      During the afternoon 
                        we drove to Malacatos 
                        and Vilcabamba. 
                        On the way we 
                        found a different 
                        species of Thaumastus 
                        I believe to 
                        be undescribed.
                      Vilcabamba is 
                        a famous place 
                        for longevity 
                        – it is 
                        quite common 
                        find people over 
                        100 years old 
                        walking in the 
                        small town. And 
                        it if full of 
                        foreign people 
                        – mostly 
                        retired Americans. 
                        The area is full 
                        of rivers, waterfalls, 
                        forests, curious 
                        rock formations 
                        – but very 
                        few shells… 
                        On the mountains 
                        between Malacatos 
                        and Loja we found 
                        a beautiful species: 
                        Thaumastus thompsonoides 
                        Oberwimmer, 1931.
                      We woke up early 
                        and we drove 
                        to Catamayo area 
                        and again we 
                        drove up, drove 
                        down, drove up, 
                        drove down… 
                        We stopped on 
                        the top of one 
                        the local mountain 
                        and we found 
                        some nice Drymaeus 
                        loxanus (Higgins, 
                        1872) and a very 
                        large new species 
                        of Thaumastus 
                        – but a 
                        single specimen!
                      Few kilometers 
                        after Catacocha 
                        we stopped in 
                        a small village 
                        called Playas 
                        (Beach – 
                        in English). 
                        The only curiosity 
                        was this village 
                        is at least 100 
                        km from the sea 
                        in a valley 1800 
                        meters high! 
                        After this place 
                        everything starts 
                        to be drier – 
                        including the 
                        types of vegetation. 
                        We took a small 
                        land road to 
                        the top of one 
                        mountain and 
                        after one hour 
                        we found nothing. 
                        Leaving the area 
                        we stopped on 
                        the junction 
                        of the land road 
                        with the main 
                        road and we found 
                        two bulimulids 
                        on the plants 
                        and rocks. And 
                        under every single 
                        stone or rock 
                        I found one scorpion! 
                        I believe these 
                        two snails species 
                        are new for science. 
                        One is similar 
                        to Bostryx umbilicatus 
                        (Miller, 1879) 
                        – but the 
                        shell is more 
                        compact and the 
                        apex is different. 
                     
                      A few kilometers 
                        later Alex went 
                        to climb a dry 
                        waterfall and 
                        he found some 
                        interesting dead 
                        material – 
                        but again only 
                        two or three 
                        shells of each 
                        species. Again, 
                        the rollycoaster, 
                        we drove up, 
                        drove down, drove 
                        up, drove down 
                        for over 100 
                        km to Maracá, 
                        on the Peruvian 
                        border. Our intention 
                        was to reach 
                        a place called 
                        Zapotillo – 
                        a limestone area. 
                        For this place 
                        the road was 
                        so bad that after 
                        one hour and 
                        just few kilometers 
                        of road we gave 
                        up.
                      In the way back 
                        we stopped on 
                        one area with 
                        huge rock walls 
                        and we found 
                        a nice population 
                        of Bostryx umbilicatus 
                        (Miller, 1879) 
                        and a beautiful 
                        banded species 
                        that I believe 
                        to be Drymaeus 
                        nigrofasciatus 
                        elongatulus Pilsbry, 
                        1898. And after 
                        up and down we 
                        arrived in Loja 
                        late night.
                      Early next morning 
                        we left Loja 
                        in direction 
                        to Zamora, on 
                        the Amazonian 
                        side of Ecuador. 
                        As usual we started 
                        to go up and 
                        up and just before 
                        the entrance 
                        of the Podocarpus 
                        National Park 
                        we started to 
                        get a strong 
                        fog and Alex 
                        asked me to stop 
                        the car immediately. 
                        He saw a large 
                        shell on the 
                        road and it turned 
                        to be a fabulous 
                        Porphyrobaphe 
                        kelleti alive 
                        – the reason 
                        of this trip. 
                        We parked the 
                        car and we tried 
                        to look for more 
                        specimens, but 
                        it was so foggy 
                        and cold (we 
                        were at 3300 
                        to 3800 meters 
                        high) that we 
                        decided to try 
                        later. Driving 
                        down to Zamora 
                        the fog disappeared 
                        after many kilometers 
                        down and the 
                        mountain rocks 
                        showed its beauty 
                        – millions 
                        of orchids and 
                        ferns decorating 
                        the road! We 
                        saw huge valleys 
                        covered by dense 
                        tropical forest 
                        and fabulous 
                        waterfalls along 
                        the way – 
                        but not a single 
                        shell…
                      We were a little 
                        bit disappointed 
                        with Zamora – 
                        the area had 
                        little original 
                        forest left and 
                        it was much farmed. 
                        After few hours 
                        we decided to 
                        go back to Loja 
                        and stop in the 
                        way to look for 
                        our fabulous 
                        shell!
                      We found a trail 
                        near the place 
                        Alex got the 
                        first specimen. 
                        But we also found 
                        marks of a puma… 
                        Alex found 4 
                        specimens (of 
                        shells, not puma) 
                        – only 
                        two in good condition. 
                        The fog was so 
                        bad that we decided 
                        to return in 
                        the next morning.
                      We left next 
                        day the hotel 
                        before 6 AM and 
                        we didn’t 
                        get any fog. 
                        For almost 3 
                        hours and temperatures 
                        around zero Celsius 
                        we found 3 more 
                        specimens. The 
                        shells looked 
                        like ice cubes!
                      Around noon 
                        we took our way 
                        back to Cuenca. 
                        In the way we 
                        stopped in a 
                        area where we 
                        found some dead 
                        material on the 
                        border Loja-Azuay 
                        provinces. In 
                        an area covered 
                        by cactus and 
                        agave we found 
                        some nice and 
                        large Thaumastus 
                        flori (Jousseaume, 
                        1909). As the 
                        area is too dry, 
                        Alex started 
                        to dig up in 
                        some dead plants 
                        and he found 
                        four specimens 
                        of a large Bulimulidae.
                      We left Cuenca 
                        early morning 
                        to El Cajas. 
                        I was very excited 
                        to see if the 
                        farmer we met 
                        a few days earlier 
                        found something 
                        for us. When 
                        we arrived at 
                        the farm nobody 
                        was there so 
                        we waited three 
                        hours, when finally 
                        the farmer arrived. 
                        He forgot about 
                        the shells, as 
                        usual for non-shell 
                        people. We went 
                        to look with 
                        him and we found 
                        4 or 5 specimens. 
                        I believe this 
                        is the species 
                        from highest 
                        altitude I ever 
                        found. We have 
                        specimens now 
                        even from 4200 
                        meters of altitude!
						
                      Just leaving 
                        the farm I saw 
                        a small land 
                        road going higher 
                        to the top of 
                        a mountain. I 
                        left Alex in 
                        the middle of 
                        the way and I 
                        told him that 
                        I would drive 
                        until I find 
                        a place to turn 
                        the car to go 
                        down. I drove 
                        up, up, up and 
                        no place where 
                        I could turn 
                        the car. And 
                        I was driving 
                        next to a huge 
                        cliff going deeper 
                        and deeper. Suddenly 
                        another car was 
                        coming down at 
                        same road and 
                        I couldn’t 
                        find space for 
                        us both to pass. 
                        I parked and 
                        I told him that 
                        no any way I 
                        would move my 
                        car to the cliff 
                        side. He drove 
                        close to the 
                        cliff. I asked 
                        him information 
                        where I could 
                        make a U turn 
                        and go back. 
                        He told me that 
                        there was only 
                        a place where 
                        I could do that, 
                        almost one kilometer 
                        up. I drove up 
                        and completely 
                        scared with the 
                        road that started 
                        to get narrower 
                        with lots of 
                        small stones 
                        that made it 
                        slippery. I’ve 
                        reached a point 
                        where my heart 
                        was pumping so 
                        fast and I was 
                        so scared that 
                        I turned off 
                        the car, jumped 
                        from that and 
                        walked down to 
                        find Alex to 
                        help me. I had 
                        never have such 
                        fear in any of 
                        my previous adventures 
                        but on that day 
                        I was completely 
                        scared! I found 
                        Alex and I gave 
                        him the car key 
                        and I told that 
                        I wasn’t 
                        able to even 
                        go back to the 
                        car. At that 
                        moment, the same 
                        car went down 
                        was coming back 
                        and I told him 
                        my problem. He 
                        helped Alex as 
                        I waited seating 
                        on a rock – 
                        far from the 
                        cliff! Alex told 
                        me the final 
                        part of the road 
                        was so terrible 
                        that even he 
                        was scared! After 
                        that I decided 
                        avoid small roads! 
                        And the worst 
                        part was Alex 
                        didn’t 
                        find a single 
                        shell!
                      Going down to 
                        Guayaquil direction 
                        we stopped in 
                        a very nice rain 
                        forest. We asked 
                        local people 
                        for the snails 
                        and every one 
                        told about hundreds 
                        of shells in 
                        all part. Excited 
                        we started to 
                        look and we really 
                        found hundreds 
                        of… Achatina 
                        fulica!!!!
                      I drove five 
                        more hours until 
                        we reached Puerto 
                        Lopez, in Manabi 
                        Province. I met 
                        my friends there 
                        and on the next 
                        day I drove to 
                        Jipijapa to buy 
                        a present for 
                        my goddaughter. 
                        Just before the 
                        town Alex told 
                        me he saw some 
                        shells in a local 
                        tree. I had been 
                        in this area 
                        dozens of time 
                        and I knew those 
                        trees had only 
                        wasp nests. He 
                        tried to convince 
                        me to stop but 
                        I didn’t 
                        want to since 
                        I thought it 
                        would be a waste 
                        of time. In the 
                        way back he saw 
                        again something 
                        that looked like 
                        shells on a tree 
                        near Puerto Lopez 
                        – what 
                        I had doubted. 
                        He was right 
                        and he brought 
                        a beautiful small 
                        Drymaeus aff. 
                        buckleyi (Sowerby, 
                        1895). And he 
                        told that he 
                        was right about 
                        Jipijapa trees! 
                        Next morning 
                        I drove back 
                        to this place 
                        and he proved 
                        those wasp nests 
                        were really snails 
                        - Drymaeus cactivorus 
                        (Broderip, 1832). 
                        He had bet and 
                        he won (and me 
                        too)! Those were 
                        my last snails 
                        we collected 
                        during this trip. 
                     
                      After 10 days 
                        of shell hunting 
                        I now find much 
                        more precious 
                        land than marine 
                        shells. First 
                        it is quite hard 
                        to find shells 
                        on the environment; 
                        second it is 
                        getting impossible 
                        to find good 
                        places for snails 
                        since farms and 
                        constructions 
                        are destroying 
                        large areas; 
                        third, introduction 
                        of alien species, 
                        like Achatina 
                        fulica, had brought 
                        too much competition 
                        for local species 
                        and many of them 
                        are in endangered 
                        situation.
                      Land snails 
                        are really amazing. 
                        Some are very 
                        colorful, some 
                        are very strange. 
                        You could find 
                        them in unexpected 
                        places and don’t 
                        find in places 
                        you think to 
                        be a perfect 
                        habitat. 
                      One knows that 
                        one may find 
                        dozens of rare 
                        coweries for 
                        sale in the shell 
                        market. How many 
                        times does one 
                        see a Porphyrobaphe 
                        kelletti for 
                        sale? Only here 
                        and only once, 
                        which do you 
                        believe is most 
                        valuable and 
                        can disappear? 
                     
                      The most important 
                        part of our trips 
                        besides the specimens 
                        is the fact we 
                        are keeping an 
                        important record 
                        of distribution 
                        and gathering 
                        images and information 
                        for future generations 
                        – who will 
                        certainly not 
                        see most of these 
                        beautiful creatures, 
                        except on museums 
                        or private collections.
						
						  
                     English 
                        checking by Bob 
                        Winters