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island is a kelp forest of remarkable density, which 

 makes out to a depth of sixty feet in almost every 

 direction, and the bay, Ferrelo's Bay, is often filled 

 with it. This bay opens to the north and should be 

 avoided in heavy northwesterly weather. 



Smugglers' Cove near Cape Paez, which I named 

 after one of the officers of Cabrillo, is the port of 

 Chinetti's station or ranch, and hes under Mount 

 Cortez (Pyramid Head). For about two and a half 

 miles west on the south shore a long sandy beach 

 extends from the east end. Midway there is a sunken 

 rock over which the sea shows. Chinetti's house is 

 seen, up from the beach, and the landing anchorage 

 lies about a mile north — close under the cliffs in water 

 forty or fifty feet deep. The landing is made on the 

 point of rocks, but a lookout should be kept for occa- 

 sional seas which sweep in and cover it. 



At Christmas, in 1907, Mr. Pinchot gave Chinetti a 

 fine American flag to take the place of the pathetic one 

 he had made of pieces of dresses; and in 1908, when 

 the yacht rounded to, up went the big flag, and it 

 will doubtless greet all comers. Also from Washing- 

 ton at this time came the latest editions of those 

 remarkable books which constitute the only library 

 on the island. 



San Clemente has had a most interesting geological 

 history. Especially at this point a series of six or 

 eight or more remarkable terraces will be seen — 

 ancient beach lines, as clear and distinct as possible, 

 marking the great throbs which pushed the island 

 upward millions of years ago. What a slight eleva- 

 tion or submergence will do is illustrated by the fact 

 that if the coast dropped one hundred feet, San Pedro 



