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RANDOM NOTES 



AvALON, Jtdy 1, 1918. 



COOL, foggy morning; calm sea up until one 

 o'clock, then a west wind that roughened the 

 water white. No strikes. Did not see a fish. 

 Trolled with kite up to the Isthmus and back. When 

 the sun came out its warmth was very pleasant. 

 The slopes seemed good to look at — so steep and 

 yellow-gray with green spots, and long slides run- 

 ning down to the shore. The tips of the hills were 

 lost in the fog. It was lonely on the sea, and I be- 

 gan again to feel the splendor and comfort of the 

 open spaces, the free winds, the canopy of gray and 

 blue, the tidings from afar. 



July Sd. 



Foggy morning; pale line of silver on eastern 

 horizon; swell, but no wind. Warm. After a 

 couple of hours fog disintegrated. Saw a big Marlin 

 swordfish. Worked him three times, then charged 

 him. No use! 



Gradi^ally rising wind. Ran up off Long Point 

 and back. At 3:30 was tired. We saw a school of 

 tuna on the surface. Flew the kite over them. 

 One big fellow came clear out on his side and got 



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