264 A SHOOTING TRIP TO KAMCHATKA 



bourhood of the sea. On the mornino- of Auo-ust the 

 4th we bade a hearty farewell to all our Kamchatkan 

 friends, including" the Ispravnik and General, whose 

 assistance had proved so valuable in every respect, and 

 to whom we left the greater part of our impedimenta, 

 a small tent and a stove, which were specially appreci- 

 ated. Crossing over on board the Tsitsikar at nine 

 a.m., we weighed anchor half an hour later, and steamino- 

 slowly out of Petropavlovsk harbour, soon lost sight of 

 the villaoe. A lioht south-easterlv breeze met us at 

 the entrance of Avatcha Bav, as we advanced off the 

 Tri Sestry (literally " three sisters "), three rocks which 

 rise from the waters like sentinels at the gates of the 

 bay, and project out into the open sea. Farewell, 

 Kamchatka ! 



In the afternoon a strong westerly wind sprang up, 

 followed by a heavy roll of the ship over the dark blue 

 waves. The view of the coast was beautiful. This 

 time the sun shone bright on the white cones of the 

 volcanoes, and each ravine filled with snow was like a 

 shining streak of light. The gloomy rocks above, with 

 intermingled patches of emerald grass, stood out neatly 

 defined against the sky, whilst the glittering foam of 

 the angry ocean kept breaking at close intervals against 

 the lower crags of the promontories. 



The accommodation on board was anything but 



