With nature and a camera; being the adventures and observations of a field naturalist and an animal photographer . of the storm. By-and-bythey made the boat creep along, and in a whilewe came to a cave in which the St. Kildans liopedto find shelter from the wind and waves. Instead,however, of proving a haven of safety, it turnedout to be a veritable death-trap. The huge waveslifted our wee craft and flung it forward witli suchforce that it looked perilously like l^eing janmiedinto the crevice in which the little cave ended. Our boatmen had hitherto been speaking inEnglish, but the exciting cha
With nature and a camera; being the adventures and observations of a field naturalist and an animal photographer . of the storm. By-and-bythey made the boat creep along, and in a whilewe came to a cave in which the St. Kildans liopedto find shelter from the wind and waves. Instead,however, of proving a haven of safety, it turnedout to be a veritable death-trap. The huge waveslifted our wee craft and flung it forward witli suchforce that it looked perilously like l^eing janmiedinto the crevice in which the little cave ended. Our boatmen had hitherto been speaking inEnglish, but the exciting character of the situationsoon sent them back upon their Gaelic, in whichtongue they yelled at each otlier furiously. Oneof them lost his head so far that, instead of keeping-his oar against the side of tlie cave in order to pushthe boat off, drew it in and luld it straight up,nuist fashion, and in we went on tlie next nuide sure tluit lier Ijows would jam luider anoverhanging crag and that the succeeding wavewould fill her, a disaster which would undoubtedlyhave befallen us had not my brother jumped up. H 98 WITH XATURE AXD A CAMERA. and held her out by placing both hands agamst therock. He told me afterwards that the effort wasso great that it appeared to strain every muscle inhis body. Some idea of the danger of our situationmay be gathered when I state that more than once,as a wave broke against the overhanging side of thecave on our starboard, it splashed into the boat,and during the back suck of the swell we trailedand bumped on the sloping rock on our port. The whole scene was one of indescribable grandeurfrom an elemental point of view. Outside, the seaand the descending torrents of rain were mixingin a wild tumult of sj^ray and foam. The waveswere leaping against the black basaltic crags, andmaking fearsome thunder in the great caves thattunnel the Boon in places right through from VillageBay to the Atlantic. Perhaps the strangest thing of all in this sceneof glo
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