42 THE LOG OF THE 



Standard solution from Germany had crystallized out and therefore 

 changed the salinity. Luckily he had a standard of his own and he 

 was able to check the error. It is most important that he get some 

 of the earlier bottles analyzed as we will not have enough for the 

 section off Nachvak. 



After lunch in spite of the rain and mist Terry and I took the skiff 

 and our entire stock of nets determined to see what the life in the 

 fjord is like. We made three hauls with the seine net and got almost 

 nothing except one small sea-trout. 



However the plankton net when towed at lo fathoms brought 

 up a perfect mass of stuff mostly glass- worms. We ran down a short 

 (5 miles) branch of this part of the fjord to see if there was any 

 kind of a river draining into it. Instead of a river we found a collec- 

 tion of stone ruins evidently made by the Eskimos. There were about 

 20 stone mounds, some very old (by the moss and lichens on the 

 rocks). Each of the piles had once been an oblong wall about 5 ft. 

 high. Either they are graves or storing places for fish. They are cer- 

 tainly too small to live in and have no door anyway. We were lucky 

 enough to find an old stone baking dish and a rusty blubber knife. 

 The dish had been patched up and Jack when he saw it said "I'll 

 bet the old squaw got hell for dropping that." 



Bob turned up about six having found no fish up stream. Terry 

 and I got back about 7:30 after nearly 8 hours in the "Evinrude." 

 Jack was ashore with Bob so Bart and Woody cooked us a fine 

 supper of toast and beans. 



( Position Seglek Bay 

 Wednesday, August 11th < Weather Cloudy with some rain 



I Wind Southerly 



ANOTHER wretched day. Bob and I after breakfast made two 

 J~\ unsuccessful hauls with the seine net around the mouth of the 

 river. It was raining hard and that did not make our bad luck any 



