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to sail alons: the edoie of the ice, and determined to 2.0 to 

 the water by the shortest way. We were quickly at the 

 edge of the ice, and once more saw the blue water spread 

 out before us. We soon had our kayaks lashed together 

 and the sail up, and put to sea. Nor w^ere our hopes 

 disappointed; we sailed well all day long. At times the 

 wind was so strong that we cut through the w^ater, and 

 the waves washed unpleasantly over our kayaks ; but we 

 got on, and we had to put up with being a little wet. 

 • We soon passed the point we had been making for,* and 

 here we saw that the land ran westward, that the edge 

 of the unbroken shore-ice extended in the same direc- 

 tion, and that we had water in front of us. In sood 

 spirits, we sailed westward along the margin of the ice. 

 So we were at last at the south of the land in which we 

 had been wandering for so long, and where we had spent 

 a long winter. It struck me more than ever that, in 

 spite of everything, this south coast would agree well 

 with Leigh Smith's map of Franz Josef Land and the 

 country surrounding their winter quarters ; but then I 

 remembered Payers map and dismissed the thought. 



In the evening we put in to the edge of the ice, so as 

 to stretch our legs a little; they were stiff with sitting 

 in the kayak all day, and we wanted to get a little view- 

 over the water to the west by ascending a hummock. 

 As we went ashore the question arose as to how we 



* Cape Barents. 



