SCHOONER CHANCE 11 



about four knots through the help of the stay-sail which is so light 

 it stays full of wind even with bad rolling. All in all it was a damp, 

 miserable day. Most everybody in the "peak" spent their time mak- 

 ing up sleep. 



As it was quite uncertain how far we drifted last night I took a 

 sounding in 86 meters of water. Since we got 124 meters after 

 supper and the log was 113 miles, I felt sure we were clear of the 

 Capes. During the night the wind shifted more to the WSW and 

 got lighter but as it gradually became reasonably smooth again we 

 continued making fair time. 



About two o'clock we heard a steamer blowing on our port bow 

 which gave us another check on our position as he would not have 

 been very near Cape Race on such a foggy night. 



Everybody on board is firmly convinced that Cabot Strait is 

 the roughest place in the world. We have had a nasty swell ever 

 since leaving Cape Breton and every mile further away from Cape 

 Race seemed smoother. For a while during the morning it was really 

 impossible to stand up anywhere. Terry and John, because of the 

 slippery wet deck, have taken to going forward with a sliding mo- 

 tion, their hands held behind their backs and their bodies bent for- 

 ward, very much like the fellows who use the long tubular skates in 

 Central Park. Jack has been jumping around his galley like a shadow- 

 boxer. Somehow with every severe lurch he manages to jump across 

 and grab a pot just before it spills. 



Position Section off Cape T^ace 

 Tuesday, July i^th < Weather Fog 



Wind Moderate westerly 



ABOUT nine o'clock we took a sounding and got 34 fathoms. 

 jljl Evidently we were on the edge of the Grand Banks. We let 

 her jog and made our first station. The fog was still thick and the 



