about half a mile to the E., they going their sleds to meet them. Here they landed without difficulty. The dogs on getting on the ice, their native heath, once more raced about and rolled in exuberant joy. It was sweet home to them, though a more forbidding combination of sky and ice and rough water and driving snow could hardly be imagined by the sunny south civilized. In a few minutes our boats returned, then one of them was sent back with a few small articles that had been forgotten, then hoisting our boat we proceeded on our way to Plover Bay. Had we not been successful in landing them here we intended doing so at our previous landing near Cape Serdze, provided the weather in our present somewhat crippled condition allowed. June 3. Snowing nearly all day. Cleared towards 4 P.M. Spoke the Helen Marl had taken 5 whales; another had 9 already. 7 other whalers in sight, all of them save 2 smoking like steamers. They are trying out their abundant blubber; in danger of being blubber logged. Saw an Indian canoe leaving the Helen Mar as we approached;
Original journal dimensions: 11.5 x 21 cm.
Holt-Atherton Special Collections, University of the Pacific Library
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