 The sights to be seen was spectacular...
As we clear the shoreline cove and approach open water we are now fully in the chop. Waves rolling as high as five feet with the wind whips shore-ward. Our skiff rolls up and down with a left and right sway on the water. As we gained momentum westward against the current the experience was surreal, if not exhausting.
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Setting off on our trip we experience an unexpected problem...
We got started. Bobbing down to the mouth of the lagoon that leads to open waters. To pump out the excess water collected in the bottom of boat during the storm I use a hand held pump whose hose continually ejected after two or three attempts to siphon the mess, practically useless as it required constant repair, Jim scooped the excess water from his side of the skiff with a small bucket. We made some progress but soon the wild waters of the pacific would splash into our vessel making this beginning effort moot. With all work complete at Ugak bay it was time to consider our next step...
A month in field already and our November days are brief and cold. It has been two weeks since the last sighting of Harry’s Piper Cub plane, and we have complete all our work at our current location. Harry left instructions that we should pack up all gear and move to Eagle Bay to a location called Fallen Rock Cove, an inlet south of our current location. This was the site of a couple more survey contracts acquired. Our work is about to be completed...
That following week progressed without incident. Jim and I covered the necessary work on our assigned plots. When done we verified and completed the others Harry mentioned. What the heck, we were there anyway and now with the promise of added wages we did not mind the additional duty. |
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