Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-06-09
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people. Plenty of them we knew
would be only to glad Of an opportu-
nifty to jump on us-especially some of
the newspapers.
That decided us. We continued.
1t was a case of I'VE are on our way.
but we don't know where we will
land"
So we headed for the $50 miles of
open water that lay between us and
Nova Scotia and ,hen, as if re had
not had trouble enough about our COM
pass, we began to buck head winds.
1t took us much longer than we had
figured to hit Nova Scotia and when
we got there we were miles off our
course-two and half hours late.
Now we knew that if we kept up
that sort of thing it would be landing
in the big drink for us. But it was
too late to hesitate. The plane was
turned toward the open Atlantic and
we gritted our teeth and started to
buck the really big part of our task.
Our next thrill was an iceberg. At
first we simply could not make out
what it was.
See Their First Iceberg.
"Surely, there is no ship as white
as that" we said to each other-be-
cause you see it looked like a ship.
good look at the thing and then we
saw it was an iceberg, the first one
either of us had ever seen.
1t was quite a surprise, that big
white hunk of ice out there in the
middle of the ocean. We thought
we had figured out everything We
might meet, but somehow neither of
us had thought of that.
Afterwards there was no thrill in
icebergs at all. Before we got away
from the Atlantic we had sighted is
or 20 of these white fellows and at
least 100 small ones. We used ice
bergs to check our drift from our
course, since the icebergs seemed
fairly stationary.
Chamberlin took look at one or
the big fellows and remarked:
II wonder if we could climb to the
top of that thing if we were forced
to land on it,"
BY the way, the icebergs looked
grand in the moonlight.
After the ic@;,=rgs came fog, and
that bothered us a lot. incidentally
we got one big surprise-we expected
fog and plenty of it off the Grand
Banks. since we had heard they were
famous for it, but we did not strike
vestige of fog there. After we got
clear OF the Banks we found fog
where we did not expect it at all.
Mr.. Rimball of the New York
Weather Bureau had advised us that
il we hit fog in bad weather on the
northward course which we had
mapped out we should veer bit to
the south and we would find things
all right. SO we did. And we discoV'
cred that he was some prophet, for
things turned out exactly as he said
they would.
Unable to Escape Fog.
Once the fog was so bad that
Chamberlin went up fully $4,000 feet
hoping to clear it, but in vain. This
was as high as we could climb with
the load we were carrying. From
there we dropped down to a few feet
over the water but still there was log
all around.
And all this while we were reduced
to navigating with a compass which
we did not believe in anyhow, so you
can easily understand that we soon
were absolutely at a loss to know just
where we were.
The temperature soon rose about GU
degrees and we began to fear we were
getting too far south. 1t was past
midnight when we exchanged signals
about SOC miles off the coast of New
Foundland with some boat when
passed a short distance from us, but
we neverfound out what boat 1t was