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warning, the wind shifted clear around and began to blow just as 

 hard from the NE. At the same time it became cold and started to 

 mist and rain. We ran in behind Sops Island as it was no kind of a 

 night to be beating about the bay. Of course the fellows ashore had 

 our large scale chart, but we managed to find bottom by anchoring 

 very close to shore. As luck would have it, there was a small brook 

 right handy and after supper we filled five kegs while Johnny took 

 the engine to pieces. There was so much water in the gas that the 

 cylinders had gotten half full of it. During supper we had a visit 

 from some natives (3) who told us that an American called Crow 

 had started a lumber mill in Sops Arm and was intending to cut 

 pulp wood on a large scale. 



Position Sops Arm 

 Monday, July igth ^ Weather Cloudy and damp 



Wind Northeast 



IT was misty and foggy when we got up and thinking that the 

 others might want to come back aboard and dry out, we 

 steamed up the Arm to look for them. It was not long before we ran 

 aground very gently trying to go through a narrow place. While 

 waiting for the tide to come up somebody happened to look over the 

 side and the bottom was just covered with large flounders. Everybody 

 tried to catch one by different methods. I used a hook and salt pork, 

 Bart tried a net, Johnny a spear and Terry a jig. He was successful in 

 hooking one small one right through the middle. By eleven we 

 floated oflF again and since the mist had gone and the wind let up we 

 went out and spent the rest of the day taking two stations. Every- 

 thing seemed to go wrong, especially with the second station, where 

 we sounded and got over 400 meters. By the time we got the wire 

 hauled up and the bottles put down we had drifted over a ledge with 

 only about a hundred fathoms over it. The two lower bottles were 



