200 ICE-BOUND ON KOLGUEV 
no touch in it of a bunting’s scrape, but a true wild song, 
and very like a chaffinch’s in spring. 
A yellow pyrethrum came in flower and a white 
lychnis. 
We walked down the coast. We found a little stint’s 
nest with four eggs, and the old bird—a male—performed 
the most astonishing antics. He looked, as Hyland 
said, for all the world ‘like a dancing doll.’ Of four 
young red-necked phalaropes two were kicked spinning 
out of the nest by the mother. Two young turnstones 
bolted out of their nest and ran away. 
We had all day a very strong wind which was a gale 
at midnight, with fog and so cloudy a sky that I lit a 
candle, or I could not have written my notes. 
An hour later I looked out for a moment before lying 
down ; the sun was out, and there, right across the ice- 
white sea, was the most splendid rainbow I had ever seen. 
July 13th.—In the early morning such a stiff gale 
blew that I feared indeed our tent would have fallen; 
however, nothing gave. Poor Hyland complained 
bitterly of cold hands and feet ; so I let him lie. 
It was impossible to make a fire in the usual place; 
but a little out of the wind, in the water gully, I contrived 
after much patience to cook a piece of bacon. 
After we had eaten this I went for several hours’. walk 
alongside of an inland creek which lies to the north of 
the camp. I suppose I saw twenty glaucous gulls, but 
