A cold clear morning. What is left of the moon is behind Cape Aldrich. We may get some of it this afternoon. Try to get as much of our gauge as possible in an attempt to twist it from the boxes on the bottom but only succeed in getting the four foot length.
The dogs start out with a rush over the rough ice undulating from the shore for quite a distance. In a short time it becomes much smoother. A heavy mist hangs down over the ice hiding the hills and light of the moon. The Inuits watch the stars continually to guide them aright. Arcturus is their leading star. They determine the length of their march by distance of its revolution. In nearly every snow igloo a small peep hole is cut over the door to look for this star as it swings around in the heavens. We left Cape Aldrich at about 12 o’clock and reach the snow igloo (ig-lee-ee-ah) at Cape Colan after marching 12 hours and a quarter, at 12.15 A.M. Tuesday. Another igloo is immediately put up for Eging-wah, Inu-ghito and their wives.