. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . d lived in hope. Our plans gave us but ten precious days. Half of thempassed, unfavorable. At first the sea was rough after a pre-vious gale. Then set in a cold, blustering norther, when wehad to run and beat our hands to keep warm, in our winterclothes at that. Next followed a southeast blow, rainstorm,and fog. The sixth day was clear, but the sea was was now alarmingly short, and we were becominganxious. We spent the morning in the spruce woods, andnoticed that the wind was m
. Wild wings; adventures of a camera-hunter among the larger wild birds of North America on sea and land . d lived in hope. Our plans gave us but ten precious days. Half of thempassed, unfavorable. At first the sea was rough after a pre-vious gale. Then set in a cold, blustering norther, when wehad to run and beat our hands to keep warm, in our winterclothes at that. Next followed a southeast blow, rainstorm,and fog. The sixth day was clear, but the sea was was now alarmingly short, and we were becominganxious. We spent the morning in the spruce woods, andnoticed that the wind was moderating. At eleven came a boywith a message from our bold mariner. He would sail forBryon Island as soon as we could get ready, and thence tryfor Bird Rock next morning. Hurriedly finishing my camera TO BIRD ROCK IN AN OPEN BOAT 157 work on the nest and eggs of a Blackpoll Warbler, we re-turned to the house, ate dinner, packed our bags, and wereoff at two oclock under two sprit-sails, with a moderate, fairwind. Bryon lies twelve miles to the north, and Bird Rocktwelve miles farther to the GANNETS AND MURRE LEAVING NESTS(One of the Gannets is in the mottled second-year plumage) Every hour, as we proceeded, the heavy ocean swell seemedto go down. What do you say, said I to the skipper, tokeeping on for Bird Rock to-night ? I was just thinkingof that myself, he replied. Suppose we land on Bryon andlook over on the north side, and, if the surf is not heavy, tryour luck? At five oclock we ran into a cove and leapedout upon the cobble-stones, where the king of Bryon Islandgave us a royal reception. Keeping a litde store, he sellssupplies to the few fishermen who during the lobster season 158 WILD WINGS lease land from him and pay a fee for the fishing is monarch of all he surveys, yet glad of the rare glimpseof strangers from the great and distant world, especiallyof Americans, to whom he would gladly sell his big island,with its fine fishery privileges an
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