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moment. He came flying in in the dory and we were soon aboard 

 the "Chance." Quantities of toast and jam soon gave us a more 

 civiUzed outlook. Oily went back for a second load and Bart went 

 ashore to take pictures of the waterfalls. Terry, Johnny and myself 

 washed up and sat around smoking and writing. 



Because of the weather our trip inland had been a little like the 

 story of the small boy who was in the habit of banging his head 

 against the wall, his reason being, "I like it so much when I 

 stop." 



At supper it was a pleasure to watch Johnny eat. He only left off 

 when his belly resembled that of a small boy. Oily did not say much 

 but pound for pound he could have given anyone a good race. 



Position At Nachvak, 

 Wednesday, August i8th <( Weather Cloudy 



Wind Calm all day 



THE whole bloody chain had to be hauled up and of course there 

 was no wind. Power soon brought us to a position near the 

 southern arm. After I had used the skiff to tow the nets. Bob and 

 John departed to try their luck fishing the river Dr. Grenfell claimed 

 so good. We made a station and then slowly worked down against 

 a light wind and made another. As at Seglek, there is little or no life 

 in the upper ten feet of water which is running out. The underneath 

 water is very cold ( — 1.8°). In places where the salt and fresh water 

 mix as near some streams off^ the cliffs, the water gives a cloudy ef- 

 fect. The two different waters mixing only with difficulty. 



All afternoon we hung around looking for the little "Risk" but it 

 was six before they showed up. They brought four huge (12 lb.) 

 trout which they had caught in swift water on a 5 oz. rod (so far 

 very sportsmanlike) but as they had no net or gaff to kill them they 

 devised an ingenious scheme of rock throwing. One would stand 



