NORTH POLE OF THE WINDS 



for my water-proof duffle bag on the outside of 

 my perch, and despite the wind and driving rain 

 I was able to pass a very comfortable night. In 

 the morning there were ducks on the little pond 

 near this camp and Marius with my rifle killed 

 eight, usually shooting the heads off. All the 

 afternoon was cold and drops of rain were falling. 

 I had now decided to send Marius down to the base 

 camp on Monroe Bay to go in his kayak to Camp 

 Lloyd with a note to Belknap. Belknap is to 

 come for us with motor-boat and, according to the 

 conditions, we will either return to Camp Lloyd 

 or go up the fjord and penetrate from its south- 

 east arm to the other end of our big lake which 

 I am to call Lake J. P. Koch. 



After Marius had left us we broke camp and 

 started down toward the divide between Monroe 

 Bay and the lake. We found the faint trail on the 

 lowest part of the divide where the altitude by 

 aneroid was about 1200 feet. We then climbed 

 a mountain northeast of this point (elevation 1800 

 feet) to take sights and photographs which are 

 to be used in the map (see map on cover). We 

 then started for our base on Monroe Bay. We 

 were already out of pilot bread and were glad to 

 come back to our food reserve for fuller rations. 



At four o'clock in the afternoon and much be- 



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