THE RELIEF OF CARLSON AT MOUNT EVANS 



Eskimo with a heavy reddish beard and very fierce 

 aspect, but we were pleased to observe that he knew 

 the route and was a very competent sailor. We 

 anchored for the night at a little bay known as 

 Hans Egede Harbor, where we were sheltered from 

 the high seas which were outside. Before turning in 

 we dropped fishing lines over the side and hooked 

 some fine cod, though many more sculpins which 

 are good only for bait. 



Schneider, Baer, and I taking the dinghy went 

 ashore with our sleeping bags and slept under 

 the shelter of a ledge. About three in the morning 

 I was lying awake, and hearing activity on board 

 could see that our skipper was getting ready to 

 up-anchor. I roused the others and we hustled 

 on board. We were soon off and by a protected 

 shallow inside route behind the skerries of the 

 coast made our way to the mouth of the Strom- 

 fjord, where we anchored for the next night. The 

 following day we sailed up the Stromfjord arriv- 

 ing at Camp Lloyd by flood tide at about 4:30 

 on the morning of the ninth. 



Leaving the others to begin the work of getting 

 our supplies on shore by the ship's dinghy and our 

 own ^lullins steel boat, I made all haste up the 

 trail to Mount Evans, as I was anxious to know 

 how matters stood with Carlson; for owing to 



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