The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-07-12
RETURN FROM A CRUISE.
z. GREEN VOYAGES OVER THE
GREAT SALT LAKE.
Captain Davis and n Party Visit
the IsIands-A Land-Lubber's Ex-
pericnces on the Cambria.

HI tell you how it was. You see,
there was me and the capn and the
commodore and the artist and the first
mate and me. You will notice that 1
come in twice. This was intentional. 1
existed in two separate and distinct
Observation-Disclosures sick and the I'M
sick. When Capn Davis rushed into
my sanctum and shouted Get your
things ready" l thought the house was
afire; but when he added Ito take
! sail to the islands Gained down and
in fifteen minutes had seized a straw
hat and was ready to catch train
for Saltair, from whence we were to
start. Arriving there, we were soon
loaded up and ready TO spread the
wings of the Cambria to the breezes
Of heaven. I use the word heaven"
because part of the trip seemed some
thing similar to that beautiful place,
with which you are, no doubt, familiar.
There were moments, however, that
were not so rosy-bright and beautiful,
but were tinged with a bilious and
sickly greenish yellow. This happened
to nearly all of us in turn. 1t proved
to be my turn first. Harry saw me and
went one better. The. commodore fol-
lowed suit and raked the pile. The
sea was choppy-"hashy'' would be
more descriptive. Well. we pulled
out-no, we pushed out-or, rather
''poled" out into the open sea.
1 may be little mixed on
terms nautical, but I have picked
up a few terms with which 1 am now
very much at home. 1 will endeavor
to explain how to pole out. You will
understand that polling and bailing
are different breeds of amusement on
board boat. Bailing consists of
lying down on your stomach on the
deck and dipping bilge water out Of
the hold or cellar of the vessel with a
battered, rusty and disreputable tin
busket erstwhile a bright and shining
light in a lard store. OF course you
saturate the bosom of your beautiful
pink shirt but that doesn't make any
difference, you are pretty enough
anyhow. And then you know that the
poet tells US that
Some must bail (or bale)
While others sail Tor selD
So runs the world away"
I think I have taken a reef iEN the
lines, but 1 can't just say where so
I'll cen let it lie as it is. The barring
process is repeated with more or less
frequency-usually more. The man
who is bailing is the bailee, the man
who last bailed is the bailor. The
IOler is Tie Ilidll WIZ 10 HCAA4AS'
the captain yells for all to go apart,
(vou don't know where that is, but
I am going to explain) You go down
the center, cast off, hands all round
and chassez across and there you are,
abaft. A gentleman then takes a
long pole or oar and after puncturing
a hole in the water carefully pushes
the pole down a yard or d yarua
and-a-half into the soft and Vlscuous
mud, He then pushes the boat along
on top of the water until she MS.
s'Filling' doesn't mean filling the poat
with water the boat is supposed 10 De
loaded with refreshments already.
.sFilling" is when the sails bulge out
like an over-ripe can OF tomatoes.
When she fills this entlces the poat
along and pulls the pole out OF the
mud or the gentleman in. We are now
started on our journey. VIII L ever
live TO see my own, my native land
again? All, who can tell?
CAPTAIN D. L. Davis has sailed the
Cambria on many an exciting voyage
on the Great Salt lake, and Demey
has almost grown UP on poaro, SO we
feel reasonably safe. commodore
John Howard is sailor bold and says,
Ave. aye, SIR like one to the manner
horn. Harry Gunner has sailed the
lake in quest of artistic sketches many
times. ] am the only tenderfoot
aboard. [ don't know hawk from a
handsaw. 1 soon discover that my
most useful occupation is in keeping
from underfoot, and in roosting on the
taffrail to keep her nose out Of the
water at the other end. Oh, l am q
on a taffrail. We got
away about o'clock D. M 1t blew
up rough and choppy. Next morn
ing we reached Antelope island
and pub in to let Harry and I
lao them and
also a large section Of appetite, and
some snap shots of the scenery. From
here we sailed to, Darlington island
where. we put in for supper and TO
obtain some pictures. AT this point
we witness one of the most beautiful
ever vouchsafed ito mortal. No
pen can describe the magnificent
ling crimson through all the puppies,
green's and blues until it has the pearl
grey of twilight. We got out S)f this
in order to reach Hat island-our OBJ
jective point-by morning. This we
accomplished. and coming in sigInt of
this small island, which is about two
blocks long and one block wide. our
myriads of gulls, pelicans and herons
who have for years used this island as
4 breeding place. At this season the
young birds are on the island in num-
berless quantities. They are among
the rocks and brush so thick that one
must be cautious to avoid stepping on
Them. Great waddling pelicans, I'M
able to fly, may be picked up like a
kitten. Flocks of gulls are in the air
Ill flying or standing with head to the
Wind. We examine the guano deposits,
gather a few specimens, make some
pictures of the birds and rocks and are
soon abroad again and headed for
home. Running around the east side )
If the island through heavy sea and
strong wind was very exciting, and a
sight not to be seen without some '
light wondernigs as to where your
body will likely be washed ashore. {
Putting in at the ranch IN the island, I
Mrs. Walker kindly furnishes us a
rood warm, oldafashioned breakfast
ike our mothers used to cook-and q
ew hours afterwards we are sailing
n to Saltair right side up and declar-
ng that notwithstanding the rough
water we have thoroughly enjoyed the s
rip and been well paid for the risks. '
p. GREEN.