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barometer had dropped badly and as we were anxious to see the 

 inside of the fjord we motored in so that by breakfast time we were 

 some ten miles inland. Bob and Bart could not find anywhere the 

 three black dykes which Dr. Grenfell spoke about. 



Position Beating up Ndchvak. 

 Saturday, August 14th <( Weather Clear to cloudy 



Wind Northwest 



WE used power for about an hour after breakfast, but the wind 

 soon came strong and dead ahead. As the barometer had 

 been dropping fast I had expected a breeze and we certainly got one. 

 In some of the puffs the water came up to the cabin house and the 

 sheer-poles went under. Oily got some fine movies of the water on 

 the deck. At one point he was sitting up to his middle in water with 

 the camera still running. The high land made the wind extremely 

 variable. At one time we jibed and came about within half a 

 minute. Off the old Hudson Bay Post where an arm enters from the 

 south there were frequent water-spouts that rose as much as 40 ft. 



In general Nachvak did not strike us as well as Seglek. Of course, 

 the hills back in the country were higher and had more snow, but 

 the fjord itself is wider and the sides seem older and more covered 

 with moss. For one thing there are few new talus slopes except near 

 the head of the fjord. We found we could take the schooner only 

 nine miles above the old H. B. Post. There we found a delta from a 

 small brook spread clear across. Behind this was a long lake where 

 the fjord continued inland. 



We had our period of rain about noon-time. It is getting to be a 

 joke the way a day hardly goes by without rain. Since we had to 

 anchor in 25 fathoms, Mac had a fine time throwing out chain. 



During the afternoon Terry, Woody and myself stayed aboard 

 making up the packs, while the rest went ashore to look around. 



