8o THE LOG OF THE 



saying, "I'll be damned if I'da gone out and me with breads into 

 it," meaning that he was trying to bake. 



Towards lunch time we had to take in the foresail. Her decks 

 were always covered with water and she lay on her side and got 

 nowhere. The question then came should we stick it out or run back 

 to the harbor. Jack was strong for running in but for once my judg- 

 ment proved to be right, for about ten o'clock the wind hauled NW 

 and we made a good night's run. A large bank of clouds which 

 moved up from the NW during the afternoon was what I had my 

 hopes in. 



It was interesting to watch her go to windward under just jib and 

 reefed mainsail. I think we could work off a leeshore in any kind of 

 a wind with that rig. The only question would be if the jib could 

 stand the strain. By evening we were over 20 miles off shore and 

 during the late afternoon we had made little effort to drive her off 

 further, merely laying around waiting for a shift of wind. 



By a little care we had kept all water out of the peak so all hands 

 had a good night. By morning we were 50 miles from Hawks Bay 

 and I could kid Jack by asking him where we would be if we had 

 run back to the harbor. 



( Position Off Stearing Island 



Monday, September 13th < Weather Hazy 



I Wind Light southerly 



RAN the engine for an hour when our gas gave out. Of the tank 

 . we bought at Battle Harbor we have lost about 20 gallons. 

 Bob had taken the connection of the upper starboard tank off to clean 

 it and in the rough weather with the pitching and great angle of 

 heel, a good deal of it got away, before we noticed it. It is a shame 

 as it was calm all day long. We were off Cow Head all day and got 

 pretty sick of seeing it. The afternoon was cloudy with some fog. 



