Bay, and away in the blue distance the huge mountains of Kingaite (Meta Incognita); while there, on the right, and on the left, and behind me, all was solid ice.
On Friday, June 7th, having slept soundly on the rock, we breakfasted on raw seal, and, with the aid of more fuel (another cross-bar) from our sledge, made some hot coffee, which indeed is a great luxury at any time to an arctic
VIEW FROM THE TOP OF SYLVIA ISLAND.
traveller. Not long after, Ebierbing started on ahead, while Koodloo struck tupic, harnessed the dogs, and packed the kummitie, and I triangulated and made observations for time, latitude, &c. With beautiful weather and a cloudless sky, Koodloo and myself left Sylvia Island, though not before half-past 1 p.m. and travelled on the ice along the coast toward a noble-looking mountain not far off. The dogs flew, for they scented and sighted seals in the bay. At 3 o'clock
