Oct. 8, 1904.] 
FOREST AND STREAM 
ness day— quite an ideal way of going to and from work, 
in my estimation. 
Just for a view of Belle Haven, with its handsome resi- 
dences, and of the beautiful islands which lie off that 
place and Portchester, we sailed four or five miles off our 
course. This necessitated a close reach out of the harbor 
by the west channel, against the tide. When we finally 
cleared the western end of Great Captain's Island, we 
were able to lift sheet and run off on our course— dead 
to leeward. Major was in his glory. This was what he 
had been looking for from the start. As we were home- 
ward bound it was, perhaps, a welcome change for us all. 
But for sport and excitement, I, personally, prefer a 
spirited dash to windward. I think, however, that most 
yachtsmen will' agree that reaching is the most pleasant 
point of sailing. Running dead away from the wind, with 
the mercury at 90 in the shade, is a miserably hot game. 
But in reaching, or working out to windward, one can 
keep cool and get the full benefit of the wind; also an 
occasional- taste of brine. 
The breeze gradually freshened, and we were not over 
two hours in making the distance it had taken us eight 
hours to make the day before. Cockenoe Island was off 
our port bow by 10 o'clock. Between here and Penfield 
Reef Light, I snapped a handsome, three-masted schooner. 
" There is something in the sight of a merchant vessel 
under full sail which, somehow, appeals to my fancy. 
They look different from a yacht, and, in fact, they are 
different. The comparison, perhaps, is like that of a frail, 
effeminate dude and a rugged, robust man. The mer- 
chantman looks sturdy, and fit to fight the elements to a 
finish in their fiercest mood. The yacht looks frail and 
timid, and ready to turn tail and run on the slightest 
provocation. 
We were off Bridgeport by noon, and from here to 
Stratford Light the wind was very light. After passing 
Stratford Point, we had our last meal aboard — a good 
one, too. Off the Housatonic River the wind was very 
fickle, and caused the boom to gybe, time and again, and 
it was hot as an oven. But a squall began to pile up in 
the west and work slowly in our direction. As the 
clouds covered the sun, the wind hauled off the land, 
N. of W. This was a welcome change, as we were nearly 
baked. The clouds were well over us when the water 
under the shore darkened like ink, and yachts in that 
quarter could be seen dousing their sails. The wind was 
reaching out toward us with a vengeance; but when we 
got' it our mainsail was down, and we scudded along very 
comfortably under jib alone. This harmless little contre- 
temps of the weather lasted about ten minutes. When 
it ended, we were inside Southwest Ledge Light bucking 
the tide with no wind. Finally Mr. Charles Stephens, who 
was knocking around the harbor in his power launch, 
spotted us. He very kindly took our line, and in fifteen 
minutes we were anchored off the City Point Y. C. house, 
and our delightful little cruise was ended. Neptune had 
covered about 50 miles in less than eight hours. But' — 
whew ! wasn't it hot ashore ? 
Roughing it in Newfoundland. 
In the summer of '98, in company with a life-long 
friend of mine it was my good fortune to spend some 
few days in cruising and exploring one of the great 
northern bays of Newfoundland. I at that time owned 
a small yacht, in which I had sailed on many a trip such 
as I am describing. Twenty-three feet long by the keel, 
8j^ft. wide, and drawing 6ft. of water, we had as fine 
a sea boat and as good a sailer as one would wish; and 
both are needed in these waters, for the wind blows 
strongly against the current at times, and a nasty sea is 
the result. A s'mall cabin in which to sleep, and a foc'sle 
with a "bogey" in it for cooking purposes, provided 
comfortable accommodation in any weather. 
Leaving the south side of Trinity Bay with a fair, 
smart breeze, we had every hope of running across, a dis- 
tance of about 16 miles, in a few hours, when to our 
annoyance the wind suddenly failed. We rowed the re- 
maining distance, and about 4 o'clock one summer after- 
noon, in a thick fog which had come down, two weary 
voyageurs made out the land on the north side of the 
bay. Where we were we had not the faintest idea, owing 
to the fog, but trusting to Providence and keeping a 
good lookout for rocks, we ran in,' under the influence 
of a slight breeze, and anchored inside the point of a 
small harbor. The scenery in this part of the island is of 
the most beautiful description. High precipitous cliffs 
run up from the water's edge in places hundreds of feet, 
the home of many sea birds, such as gulls and sea 
pigeons. At frequent intervals the shores are indented 
with small harbors clothed with forests or fir, spruce, 
and pine running down to the water's edge, and clinging 
to the sides of the cliffs in most fantastic shapes. 
We had anchored close inshore, for the water is deep, 
and the fog lifting, saw some houses on the other side 
of the harbor which gave us a clue to our position, for 
there are few inhabited harbors on this particular part 
of the coast. Close by us we made out two boats seining 
caplin, a small fish about eight inches long and of deli- 
cate flavor, which abound in these waters at this time of 
the year, and are used extensively for bait and fertilizing 
purposes. While I attended to making the boat snug and 
shipshape for the night, my friend tackled the commis- 
sariat question. In exchange for a stick of tobacco — a 
never- failing medium of barter — he received a supply of 
fish fresh from the net, which he cooked,* and * On which 
we supped with sharpened appetites. We turned in, after 
a pipe, trusting to secure a night's repose untroubled by 
any wordly cares. But alas ! Fate that day and night 
certainly seemed against us. In the ardor of youth, and 
the desire to flee from the restraining influences of 
civilization, we had decided to discard all such useless 
encumbrances as beds, contending that _ boughs with 
blankets over them would be quite sufficient. We had 
nailed laths on a frame over the floor of our bunk's, in- 
tending to cut the boughs when we reached our first 
anchoring place; but we had not reckoned on the fog 
and wet, and this of course effectually prevented our bed- 
making for the night. We made the best of the circum- 
stances with a tarpaulin, but my advice is, don't try to 
sleep on a lath platform; we certainly longed for the 
day. 
However, it was the last of our troubles. The morn- 
ing broke calm and bright/ and after a good wash on 
shore in a running brook enlivened by some very inter- 
ested mosquitoes, which are a plague all over the island, 
we hauled up our anchor, and, with a fresh breeze, sailed 
up a long arm of the sea called South Sound, and again 
anchored for the night. The next day we reached our 
furthest point, called the "Box," a stretch of shoal water 
joining two arms of the sea. Here we spent two or three 
days fishing for sea trout and exploring the surrounding 
country. The days here were simply delightful, and the 
evenings perfect. Calm water' — for the Atlantic swell 
never reaches this-^makes it an ideal place for yachting. 
The trees ran down to the water's edge, and their reflec- 
tion could be clearly seen; the stillness at times was 
almost oppressive. There is very little shooting, however, 
here; a few geese in spring or autumn, which are very 
difficult to approach, and an occasional sea bird and 
shore bird, varied by the sight of a bald-headed eagle, are 
the only feathered inhabitants worth mentioning. 
At last one morning we very reluctantly beat the yacht 
back to the open sea, and finding ourselves becalmed by 
an island we went ashore to explore. Llere we spent the 
greater part of the day, with the slight incident of a 
chase in the rodney after the yacht, which had dragged 
the small anchor over a ledge and was drifting seaward. 
On the island were a colony of stormy petrels and puffins, 
and we spent most of the time watching the birds. The 
petrels were nesting, and we dug down into the turf 
to examine the eggs — the egg, rather, for there was only 
one in the rtest we examined ; it was at the end of a small 
tunnel, and the bird was setting; it seemed quite dazed 
when brought to the light, but after a while flew away. 
The egg was so fragile that, to our regret, it broke at the 
touch. 
Leaving the island in the evening, we reached across 
the bay in the night to our port of embarkation, and 
once more returned to the city and its ways. 
Terra Nova. 
A South Sea Cruise. 
The American schooner yacht Lurline, owned by Cap- 
tain H. H. Sinclair, of Los Angeles, California, has re- 
turned from a very successful cruise in the South Pacific. 
She arrived at San Pedro on September 12. Lurline was 
formerly the flagship of the San Francisco Y. C, and 
.built, for Mr. John D. Spreckels. She is 83ft. over all, 
75ft. waterline, 20ft. breadth and 10ft. draft. She has a 
cabin trunk and carries on deck a round bottom boat and 
a dory for surf work. 
Mr. Sinclair, accompanied by his wife and daughter and 
Mr. Lew Freeman, left San Pedro, Cal., on the 4th of 
February, bound for a six months' cruise in the Pacific. 
The first stop was made at Hilo, Hawii, 18 days after 
SCHOONER LURLINE LEAVING HONOLULU. 
leaving their home port. They remained in Hilo a week, 
visiting^ the . great burning mountain, the volcano> of 
Kilauea, and the sugar mills, etc. They also* were dined 
in the ancient Hawaiian custom, where the edibles — fish, 
fowl, vegetables — were all cooked in the ground by the 
heat of red-hot stones. These feasts — "luas," as they are 
called — are served on ferns spread on the floor, and the 
guests and hosts have to sit on the floor. 
The yacht arrived at Honolulu March 3, and the party 
were at once taken care of by the Hawaii Y. C. and their 
friends. They visited the famous Pearl Harbor, cruising 
about this beautiful lagoon in La Paloma. After a 
pleasant stay of three weeks they departed March 24 for 
the long southern cruise among islands made interesting 
by Stevenson. 
She made an excellent run to the Marquesas, arriving 
at Nuka Hiva in 17 days. From there she journeyed on 
to Papeete, Tahiti, making the trip in 3 days 18 
hours, which is said to be the best record in those far- 
away waters. The party remained nearly a month at this 
place, riding around the island and studying native life. 
After leaving Tahiti they sailed for Tutuila of the 
Samoan group, arriving at Pago Pago May 24, after a 
ten days' run. 
Suva, Fiji, was the last place visited, and on July 2 
Lurline was headed for Honolulu, where, after a pleasant 
voyage of twenty-eight days, she dropped her anchor in 
the harbor, July 29. The yachting party was again enter- 
tained by their friends. The Hawaii Y. C. gave a dinner 
at the Royal Hawaiian Hotel in their honor, and Mr. Sin- 
clair was made an honorary member of the club. 
On Lurline's departure from Honolulu, August 10, the 
local yachts Gladys and La Paloma accompanied her as 
far as Lahaina, Maui, 80 miles to windward. The local 
boats, put up a $50 cup between them to make it interest- 
ing. Steady trades had been blowing, but just before the 
start the weather clerk switched the circuit to the S. E., 
and light with very threatening weather indications. 
However, they all started, and experienced a very dis- 
agreeable night, owing to rain, calm, and huge sea 
tumbling them about in lively fashion. At daylight next 
morning La Paloma and Gladys could see each other, the 
latter boat some eight miles ahead, near Molokai Light, 
having made only thirty-five miles in fifteen hours. Lurr 
line was very unfortunate in finding all the bald places, 
and was some twenty-six hours reaching a point near the 
last named light, when he decided to put back to Hono- 
lulu and give up the Lahaina trip, owing to unfavorable 
weather. He would have continued on to Hilo, but he 
had two guests aboard for Lahaina, and wished to return 
them to Honolulu rather than carry them too far from 
home. She arrived back just as they were lighting the 
channel lights, having logged nearly 11 knots an hour 
after she got the leading wind on the down run. Gladys 
reached Lahaina late that afternoon, and La Paloma the 
next morning. The race between the local boats was off, 
owing to the slow trip out consuming all but 6 hours of 
the time limit which made it impossible to make the run 
home of 80 knots at a 13-knot clip. Gladys has a record 
of exactly ten hours for the run under favorable 
conditions. 
Lurline left Saturday, August 13, for Hilos and from 
thence to her home port, San Pedro. • • 
Mr. Sinclair is particularly pleased with the cruise as 
a whole, it being his first long voyage on a yacht. He in- 
tends returning to Hawaii next year. Mr. Sinclair is his 
own navigator, carrying a mate and four men before the 
mast. Albert Delmar. 
Rhode Island Letter. 
Providence, R. I., Oct. 1. — The Bristol Y. C. held its 
annual election of officers at its club house in Bristol 
last Monday evening, and besides electing Vice-Com- 
modore Charles F. Tillinghast, owner of Little Rhody, 
Commodore for the ensuing year, elected Sir Thomas 
Lipton an honorary member of the club. 
The Bristol Y. C. is now on a sound basis in many 
respects, especially in regard to membership, there be- 
ing a toal of 116 members at present. The club has 
a fine personnel, this being due to the careful mode of 
procedure followed relative to admissions. About all 
the members are keenly interested in yachting, and 
more than a few are also members of the New York 
and other yacht clubs, owning both steam and sailing 
craft. Rear-Commodore Russell Grinnell was made 
Vice-Commodore, and the new Rear-Commodore is 
Mr. William J. Aldrich, a son of Senator Nelson W- 
Aldrich. The other officers are the same as last year, 
and the complete list is as follows: 
Commodore, Charles F. Tillinghast; Vice-Commo- 
dore, Russell Grinnell; Rear-Commodore, William T. 
Aldrich; Secretary, Frank A. Ingraham; Treasurer, 
Charles H. Douglas. Executive Committee- — W. Fred 
Williams, Henry W. Hayes, Edward I. Brownell, 
Charles B. Rockwell, Willian H. Thurber, and H.. H. 
Shepard. Regatta Committee- — Edward H. Tingley, 
Walter H. Almy, and Wallis E. Howe. Committee on 
Admissions — Frank A. Ingraham, William Bradford, J. 
Winthrop De Wolf, Frederic Hayes, and L. S. Hoff- 
man. House Committee-— Albert S. Chesebrough, 
James Connery, and T. S. McKeon. 
The steam yacht Little Sovereign, owned by Mr. M. 
C. D. Borden, of New York, was at the Herreshoff 
shops recently for the purpose of repainting and having 
a new propeller fitted. 
The power yacht Coronet II., owned by ex-Commo- 
dore Joseph E. Fletcher, of the Bristol Y. C, has been 
sold to Mr. J. H. Nicholson, of New York, who will 
fit her up for a winter cruise in Florida waters. The 
craft, which is a very comfortable cruiser, with a large 
cabin, and about 60 feet in length, has been taken to 
New York for delivery to her new owner. 
The first of a series of three special races for the 3.0ft. 
cats of the Edgewood Y. C. was sailed last Saturday, 
and the second was sailed to-day, Oct. 1. The only 
contestants were Mblem and Elizabeth, between which 
the race for the club "cock of the walk" pennant has 
been very close through the season. At the finish of 
the regular season's schedule the Mblem had 45 points 
to her credit to 44 for Elizabeth. The latter won the 
first special race, sailed in a squally S.W. half-gale, 
thus tying the score, which gave 46 points to each 
boat. The defeat, by a margin of 16m., was about the 
worst the fast Mblem has. ever had to take, Elizabeth 
proving a much better sail carrier under the conditions 
that prevailed. The wind was even worse for the second 
race, coming from the N.W. in solid chunks that made 
hard work. Clara was entered in this race but broke 
her boom in gybing around the first mark and had to 
withdraw. Elizabeth again won by a little more than 
6m., thus putting her in the lead by one point. The 
last race will be sailed Saturday, Oct. 8. The summary: 
Finish. Elapsed. 
First Race— Start, 3:00— Course, 11 Miles. 
Elizabeth, W; D. Wood 5 17 45 2 17 45 
Mblem, G. E. Darling 5 33 50 2 33 50 
Second Race— Start, 3 :12 :30— Course, 7 Miles. 
Elizabeth .' 4 26 07 1 13 37 
Mblem 4 32 24 1 19 54 
F. H. Young. 
Passing of Vencedor. — Commodore Fred. A. Price, of 
the Columbia Y. C, of Chicago, has announced that his 
50-footer Vencedor has probably sailed her last race, and 
will doubtless be dismantled at the end of the present 
season. It is the intention of Mr. Price to use as much 
as possible of the material in the construction of a new 
boat. The lead in the keel, sails, spars, rigging, etc., will 
go into what is expected to be one of the finest yachts on 
the Great Lakes. It is said plans for the successor to 
Vencedor are already under way, and that they call for 
an auxiliary yawl of from 75ft. to- 85ft. over all. The 
new boat will be the largest of the kind on the lakes, and 
the hull construction will be entirely of steel. It will be 
built in the east during the coming winter. Commodore 
Price announced he was out of the racing game. 
The passing of Vencedor will be much like the parting 
from an old and faithful friend to the yachtsmen. The 
yacht for several years has earned and sustained the repu- 
tation, of being the crack racing craft of Lake Michigan, 
and has won a number of trophies for its owner and for 
the club under whose burgee she sailed.— Brooklyn Eagle 
