WE WALK ACROSS 99 
On this river, the upper waters of the Isbushishna, 
we saw one pair of bernacle geese. 
Most of my readers will be familiar with the name of 
this goose, and will connect it with the quaint old idea 
(which I have seen illustrated in a rare book) that it 
was hatched out of shells of the common barnacle 
which grew on trees hanging over the water. This 
bird, a winter visitor to our (chiefly west) coasts, breeds 
easily enough in a semi-domestic state; but where it 
nests in the wild condition has never been proved. 
Professor Collett, it is true, records the nesting for 
several years running of a pair on an island of the 
Lofotens, but this pair seem to have been as solitary 
as the instance. 
So it would have been extremely interesting if we 
could only have found a nest. But we failed. This 
pair with our Gusina five exhausts our list of Kolguev 
bernacle. 
June 26th.—We walked on through the night till 1.30 
a.M. It had been a pleasant night. But at one in the 
morning a chill fog with wind came suddenly on. 
After crossing the last river I had tried to keep 
to the high ground. But this was so much_ inter- 
sected by impassable gullies that we had_ perforce 
dropped down. The cold fog drove us up again on 
to a sandy plateau. 
Here we constructed sleeping-nests. We worked like 
