He opposed and then said it was best. I said to
George, "Would you rather go on or turn back?" "I came to go with
you, and I want to do what you do." When I said we will turn back
he was very greatly pleased. Now my job is to get the party back
to Northwest River, getting grub as we go. We will take the back
track to some good fishing grounds, catch fish, try to kill a
caribou, and wait for freeze. We can't take the canoe down the
Nascaupee. Hence the need of freezing. Stayed in camp all day.
Could not launch canoe. No place to fish or hunt. Feel better now
that the decision is made. Ate very thin rice and bacon soup and
drank tea. Long chat with Wallace. Feeling good in spite of short
grub. George is telling again how be will visit his sister at
Flying Post and what be will eat. We are talking of plans for our
home-going, and are happy despite impending hunger.
Wednesday, September 16th.--Temp. 29 degrees 6 A.M. Wind N.W.
Shifting to N.E. Little rain. Moved to rapid on south shore where
there is some trout fishing, and hard place to be wind bound. Must
fish a few days and get grub ahead for our long portage back to
Namaycush Lake.
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