Rained hard by spells. West wind. Camped on island early in P.M.
after a very short march, to repair canoe, and to wait for head
wind to fall. Caribou meat roasted at noon. Two loaves of bread,
dried apples and tea--no meat or fish--supper.
Sunday, August 23rd.--West wind. Rain and clear by spells. Drank
last of chocolate--two pots--for breakfast. Dried blankets in a
sunny spell, and about 10 A.M. started. Coming to point round
which we expected to get view of lake ahead--"Like going into a
room where there is a Christmas tree," said George. Narrow channel
around point 2 1/2 miles from east end. Thence we saw a long
stretch of lake running west. Believe it Michikamau's S.E. bay
sure. Mighty glad. Ate boiled dried caribou, pea soup, tea.
Dried caribou hurts our teeth badly. Went west 2 1/2 miles and
climbed barren hill on north side of lake. Ate blue berries, bake-
apple berries, and moss berries. Saw on north, water in big and
little masses, also on N.W. many islands of drift, rocky and spruce
clad. One long stretch of lake, like a river, runs east and west,
about 2 miles north. Wonder if it is Low's Northwest River.
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