Mackan 1964 Journal 15 August Cape Thompson, Alaska Great night! Eskimos went until beer ran out, and then the cook, to retaliate, turned the record player on full bore at 6:30 A.M. Got up and talked him into turning it off, ate breakfast, then back to the rack. Got up at a more reasonable hour and looked for mouse sign before lunch. Absolutely zero fresh sign. Rich and I spent the afternoon walking down the coast (south) to look for sign there. As before - nothing. Saw fresh bear tracks in beach sand (3 were sights a few days back). Old Walrus carcass on the beach - what a giant among beasts! I haven't realized. The camp is on a gravel mound at the mouth of a broad valley, sloping generally to 400-800 ft. Hills. The bare cliffs are about 1 mile North of camp, and are the ocean face of the ridge forming the valley on the North. The long axis of the valley runs NW-SE. There is a ridge paralleling the ocean, beginning about 1/2 mi. South of camp, which separates the valley from a narrow coastal plateau. Will attempt to construct a map later. The area is actually part of the