29 April, 1911

Went to Inaccessible Island with Wilson. The island is 540 feet high, and from the summit one has an excellent view of our surroundings and the ice in the Strait. As we reached the summit, we saw a storm approaching from the South; it had blotted out the Bluff, and we watched it covering Black Island, then Hut Point and Castle Rock. By the time we started homeward it was upon us, making a harsh chatter as it struck the high rocks and sweeping along the drift on the floe.

The blow seems to have passed over tonight, and the sky is clear again, but I much fear the ice has gone out in the Strait. There is an ominous black look to the westward.

I like being out with Bill. Just us two.