Torrey's Narrative; or, The Life and Adventures of William TorreyTorrey, William
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Torrey's Narrative; or, The Life and Adventures of William Torrey
Torrey, William
Marquesas Islands (French Polynesia); Seafaring life
We left the harbor of Honolulu about the first of August,
1837, bound for the coast of California.
Arriving at Point Conception, we lowered away for
the shore, taking three guns with us, where we had
much sport shooting deer, rabbits, and squirrels; also
some ducks. Getting a supply of provisions we squared
our yards, and stood down the coast; touched at Gaudaloupe,
an uninhabited island, where we took three
seal. This island is much visited by sealers, in the sealing
season, where they are taken in great quantities.
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On our passage from thence found our oil leaking
very badly indeed.
Shaped our course for Sir Francis Drake's bay for
cooperage. On arriving at the supposed place, found
nothing but a high iron bound coast, with no possible
opening or harbor. The entire crew were strangers on
those shores, and knew not the exact position of the
harbor. Seeing a small narrow opening in the rocks,
we fancied it might lead to the harbor; but it being so
near night did not think it prudent to attempt a passage
that night. Lay off and on that night, and in the
morning felt our way into the harbor, which we found
to be a very fine one indeed, being completely land-locked,
and large enough for one hundred sail of ships
to lie at a time in perfect safety.
All fell to securing the oil, which occupied the best
part of two days. After the oil was again stowed, and
the ship cleaned up, we were allowed liberty on shore,
two at a time, furnished with guns and ammunition;
shot a great number of penguins and pelicans, which
were very tame, allowing us to get quite near them.
At one time, we saw four animals of the wolf species,
though much smaller than those of the more northern
regions. They were standing at our usual place of
landing, picking the meat from the shells with which
the rocks abound, and known as the California shell.
Not liking to land among them, we lay at our oars,
making a great noise; this did not intimidate them in
the least. Firing at them we next thought we would
try; wounded one of them, at whom the others flew,
and despatched him in a few moments. The other gun
was soon in readiness. We fired and killed two; the[182]
fourth thinking then it was high time to be off, ran for
the mountains with great speed. Landing, we took the
bodies of the wolves, and laid them by for safety until
we should return to the ship. We went into the mountains,
shot at and wounded several more, but could not
get the bodies. Saw an enormous black bird perched
upon a high cliff. We crawled around about to where
he sat when we first saw him; when we got there he
had anticipated our movements, and removed to a point
still higher. Saw several smaller ones, but were not
near enough to fire.
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