back into the pine clad country with the great majory woods abundant birds and half of all Mt. Tacoma. The boat passed thru part of the Straits of Juan de Fuca at 6 Bampt, and I watched the lights on the Olympic mountains as we sailed along. I only wish I could have seen the country all the way to Cape Flattery. July 30. The ocean was immensely calm and the sky clear. I spent a good deal of time watching for birds but saw few. However I did see my first petrel flying about over the waves like a black crow. I couldn't tell what species it was but I suppose the Kaydungi or Beals Petrel. Later I saw some birds that looked like Shearwater