Identifier: voyagetoarctici00lind (find matches)
Title: A voyage to the arctic in the whaler Aurora
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Lindsay, David Moore, 1862-
Subjects: Aurora (Ship) Whaling
Publisher: Boston : Dana Estes & Co.
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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k, and by noon had the satisfaction of find-ing om seals. We went off, but not quite asusual. The roll of the sea had crunched the packup and broken all the large sheets of ice, so wewere obliged to jump from one pan to anotherwhile they were rising and falling on the longswell of the Atlantic. There was nothing suddenor uncertain about the motion. The long heavyrollers lifted one up and lowered one down, andwhen between them, one could not see very far.Now occurred a sort of stalking that I have neverseen described, i. e., running after a large waveand keeping perfectly still when the followingwave overtook one; then repeating the stalk,always running in the trough between the twowaves. In this manner I did some efficient workand shot a great many seals. Most of the time was spent watching where toput my feet; but, on feeling the rise coming, Istood perfectly still and watched the seals. I wasregaled with accounts of men who had been in-jured and cut in two by this sort of thing; but
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IN THE WHALER AURORA 71 we did not meet with the slightest accident andevery one was picked up by sundown. The shipmanaged to follow through the ice pretty well,picking up a few seals here and there, as they hadbeen sculped, so that we added several hundredsto our collection. April 13th. Sunday. The day was fine and wepicked up occasional seals but did not find a herd.It was a complete day of rest for all hands. Theice to the west of us looked very heavy and theCaptain was careful to avoid it. We lay to atnight, but by daybreak on Monday morning wewere dodging north again. Apn7 IdtJi. I had my first shot at a walrus,sea-horse, as it is called. Shortly after breakfastthe usual rifles were on the forecastle head whenthe officer in the crows-nest called down that hesaw a walrus. The ship was kept down on it, andpresently we all saw the big animal with his longwhite tusks. In this case, they were very longand could be seen from a great distance. He wason a pan with open water all around,

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