NORTH POLE OF THE WINDS 



visibility was bad, we nevertheless got views of 

 the white surface of the ice-arm to the south and of 

 Monroe Bay where we had started in. We can also 

 follow the course of the outlet stream from Lake 

 J. P. Koch by bits of river shining like silver 

 and in the course of valleys till the river apparently 

 turns northward and enters the fjord at the next 

 indentation of the south shore known to the 

 Eskimos as Angujartorfik. We then went across 

 a saddle in a direction about southwest to another 

 peak which had an altitude of 2280 feet and which 

 I named Bangsted Mountain. We then took a 

 course across the high country northwest from the 

 lake so as to intersect our trail coming in. Much of 

 the way we traversed wet boggy ground with cari- 

 bou spoor which had been left some hours before. 

 Marius kept in advance with my rifle, but though 

 we found many fresh tracks and spoor no animal 

 was seen. We continued trekking until eight 

 o'clock in the evening, when we made camp near 

 a spring at a high level where the aneroid read 

 2060. All turned in very tired at nine o'clock 

 with the wind blowing so hard that we had found it 

 necessary to pile heavy stones on the tents to 

 anchor them. At four o'clock the next morning 

 it began raining, and just as the sun was rising 

 through a little layer of clear sky but with dark 



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