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THE CONDOR [ Vol.. VII of the next wave piling over us, and the third tossed us shoreward like an empty cracker-box. We dried out the rest of the day, and went .at it again the following morning with about the same success. The fourth day, the surf dropped lower and we reached the smooth water beyond. As the most "climbable" and "campable" looking rock, we selected the one farthest out at sea. This rock was 60o feet in length and rose in abrupt cliffs from the sea, but the south side was well ledgad. It was not an easy task to land on the rock itself. The steady ground-swell of four or five feet would not let the boat touch the rock. V?'e found a place on the south side where the rock shelved down to the tide-level. As the wave receded, we backed the boat in and one of us landed in a flying leap from the stern, while the other pulled away to keep from being dashed against the jagged rock by the next breaker. Provisions had TUFTED PUFFIN AT ENTRANCE TO BURROtN to be pitched out and some of our bulkJar belongings barely escaped a watery grave. It was a much more difficult task "ledging" our boat, as it weighed over five hundred pounds. We had to swing her well in on the crest of a big wave and spring into the water and hold her as the wave receded, then work her up with block and tackle to a twelve-foot table away from the lash of the waves. When we began looking for the best camping spot on the rough, jagged side of that cliff, it was a good deal like hunting for a lodging on a winding stair-case. There wasn't much choice. There was only one landing that was wide enough to stretch out, and that looked as couch-like and comfortable as the top of a broken picket fence. It was a good deal more dangerous in case one took to perambulat- ing in his sleep, as the edge broke abruptly off to a reef forty feet below.