We decided not to try to cross it but to turn and fly along the shore for a ways, about five hundred miles farther before starting back. During this stretch we have seen quite a few settlements along the shoreline. In the distance, with the aid of glasses, we can see what appears to be another fair sized community. Bob has climbed to fifty thousand feet that we might get a good perspective of the Moon. From this altitude we can see quite a number of settlements. Some of them appear to be about the same size of those we have already visited. Everywhere on the dark side of the Moon there is plenty of water and fertile land. There are many large settlements in the temperate zone where the light side and the dark side meet, but few deep into the dark side. Now we return to our course flying at an altitude of between thirty-five thousand and forty thousand feet. It is quite remarkable the number of beautiful settlements in this section that we are flying over, quite modernistic. In fact, in comparison, our modernism is behind times. We have flown one thousand miles since leaving the city we last visited, but because of the circuitous route we have taken in sight-seeing, we are only two hundred miles south of it when George sights a very beautiful city. It looks more beautiful than any we have seen so far. So Bob has lowered to get a better view of it. It is built in a very large valley with mountains all around it, snow covered mountains on one side and rocky jagged peaks on the other. Here, for the first time, we are feeling a suction force pulling the ship down towards the ground after we had lowered to fifteen hundred feet above the city. We notice there isn't any place in this entire valley that indicates a possible landing field for airships and immediately realize the reason might be that this suction makes aircraft landing dangerous. Bob has had to give our ship all she had to pull out of this force and avoid crashing. We knew then that we could not visit that city. Reaching an altitude of forty thousand feet we continue on our way, still flying in a southernly direction. After another three hundred miles we find ourselves over the light side of the Moon. Continuing on into this area for about three hundred miles we see a few cliff dweller villages scattered here and there along the sides of the mountains, but the rest of it is very barren and desolate. Our temperature graph shows a heat of one hundred twenty degrees but George and Bob decided to venture still farther south hoping to find some of the larger craters seen from the Earth.