50 ICE-BOUND ON KOLGUEV 
worse. It was clear enough with us, and there was 
strangely little wind ; but across the north of the island 
an far away to seaward long black and copper streaks 
of something driving—snow, fog, rain, I could not tell 
which—made things look very queer. 
I did not like it at all, Ours was a most exposed 
anchorage. The wind was then from the north-west ; 
but it chops so quickly hereabouts that I felt at any time 
we might be caught. So, instead of turning in, I got 
out my paint-box and made a careful study of the coast. 
Immediately opposite the cross on this sketch is Sauchika 
entry, and from here we could just see the Kriva head- 
land where we lay before. 
The most noticeable point in the coast-line from this 
position is the ‘cow’s horns.’ But I am afraid that a 
sketch, be it never so careful, would be of little use toa 
future voyager after a year or two had gone by. Liitke 
published his projections, and very carefully they were 
done. Meantime the cliffs have crumbled and tumbled, 
and all is changed. 
As time went on the sky improved, but, all the same, 
one could not but feel that we had no right to be lying 
out here while there was a chance of finding a snug place. 
The Gusina, if any, promised to be such. Here it was 
the Raskolniks landed, and here it seemed possible we 
might too. So, at 4.30 a.M., when the skipper came up, 
I told him what I thought: whereupon we got up steam 
and moved off. All looked fair now; there was no par- 
