Early on the morning of the 6th three Esquimaux came off in their
kayaks, and although we were going at the rate of four miles an hour
they easily overtook us. As they were going towards Churchill, I sent a
few lines to Mr. Sinclair by them.
Our latitude at noon was 60° 17' 59" N. Thermometer in air 49°, in water
45°. The total distance run, measured by Massey's log, was ninety-five
miles, which agreed very nearly with our latitude, the difference being
easily accounted for by the circumstance that the ebb tide runs much
stronger to the northward than the flood does in an opposite direction.
In the afternoon there was a strong breeze, which, although fair, was
rather too much onshore and raised a heavy sea. At 5 P.M., having run
twenty-five miles since noon, we got into shallow water, and although
the heads of the boats were immediately turned to seaward, the ebb tide
was too quick for us, and we got aground, being ten miles from the main
shore. Five miles N.W. of us there was a small but steep island, on the
E. side of which there was still a deep snow drift. By a meridian
altitude of the moon our latitude was 60° 47' 24" N.
The following morning we floated at 2 A.M., and with a strong breeze
from S.E. stood on our course. The weather looked threatening, and we
had not been long out before the wind increased to a gale, and the sea
rose in proportion. The boats fully realised the good opinion we had of
them, but being so deeply laden the sea broke frequently over them, and
kept us continually baling; at last the Magnet shipped a heavy sea, and
the steersman, either from losing his presence of mind or from not
knowing how to act, allowed the boat to broach to. Fortunately no other
sea struck her whilst thus placed, else both she and the crew must
inevitably have been lost. I here saw the benefit of the precaution I
had taken to have some Orkneymen with me, for it was evident the others
(although as good fellows as could possibly be wished) knew nothing
about the management of a boat in such weather.
I was loath to lose so fine an opportunity of getting on, but it would
have been recklessness to attempt proceeding. We accordingly ran in
towards Knap's Bay, which was nearly abreast of us, and were soon
anchored in a snug cove under the lee of the largest island in the bay.
It was well that we put in here, for the wind in a short time increased
to a perfect storm with heavy rain.
On a neighbouring island some miles to the south of us, many Esquimaux
tents were seen, but we could not discover if they were inhabited.
Notwithstanding the rain I took my gun and made a tour of the island. It
is about two miles long, a quarter of a mile broad, and not exceeding
100 feet in height, being covered with a scanty vegetation, and thickly
strewn in many places with fragments of granite.
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