CHAPTER VII 



A MOVE TO THE WEST AND THE BERING SEA 



On the evening of June 20 we found ourselves once more 



on board the Alice, and heaving anchor, we bid adieu to 



Aniakchak Bay for 1903. I doubt if I shall ever be induced 



to visit it again, since the bears are few and far between 



there in the spring, although, as I have already stated, all 



along the valley of the river there were abundant traces that 



they are pretty numerous in the fall, when the lakes and 



small creeks are full of dead and dying salmon. As a happy 



hunting-ground for the ornithologist I can recommend this 



district, since nowhere in Alaska did we find such a variety 



of sandpipers, waders, and ducks as frequent the rivers of 



of that district. Also I should say that a good trapper could 



earn a small fortune in the winter along the banks of the 



rivers, since the otters and foxes absolutely swarm. 



Making our way slowly towards the west with failing 



winds, and the usual Alaskan head winds when it did blow, 



we found ourselves on the evening of the 22nd lying in an 



exceedingly picturesque and sheltered spot, where we dropped 



anchor and remained whistling for wind. We lay near a 



spot called Three Star Point, and here the skipper of the 



Alice informed us we were at one of the most celebrated 



places on the Peninsula for the run of oolichan or candle- 



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