H2 HUNTERS AND HUNTING IN THE ARCTIC 



Leaving Micael Rinders Bay to the right, 

 we passed into a very narrow canal formed by 

 two old moraines leading to Braganca Bay at 

 the further end of Lowe Sound. We found it 

 impossible to enter this shallow, internal bay, 

 and were compelled to drop anchor in four 

 fathoms of water. 



The valleys around Braganca Bay all contain 

 glaciers. One of them presents a magnificent 

 spectacle, falling like a cascade frozen, its edges 

 being fringed with ice that, from a distance, 

 appears diaphanous. 



Braganca Bay is the ancient bed of an 

 immense glacier. Little by little the neigh- 

 bouring glaciers which formerly fed it have 

 exhausted it, and the principal glacier has 

 disappeared, leaving a large lake behind its 

 moraine. The accumulated waters from thaw- 

 ing ice and snow have forced a way through 

 this barrier, forming the winding channel in 

 which we were anchored. Year by year the 

 secondary glaciers shrink towards the snow- 

 covered summits of the inland hills. The effect 

 is at once sad and striking when viewed from 

 the end of the fjord ; the glaciers have become 

 little more than mud-stained heaps. 



I desired during our sojourn to replenish 

 our store of fresh food before proceeding to 



