National Geographic : 1928 Feb
AROUND THE WORLD IN THE "ISLANDER" that had grown into two complete circles. The New Hebrides natives grew the best yams that I have seen. Some that I procured from the Atchin peo ple showed no signs of decay when eaten five months later. TIHE "ISLANDER" SIGHTS LAND BEYOND THE PACIFIC From Atchin Island I sailed for Port Moresby, New Guinea, running before a light east wind. As soon as I was clear of Male kula Island, a heavy swell set in from the south and a gale blew up from the east, start ing cross-seas that made it uncomfortable on board. Cooking utensils and gear broke loose and went sliding about. The large water cask shifted from its fas tenings, but fire-wood and other articles jam med around it kept it from doing damage. For several days I ran THE BASKET under close-reefed Over the terrace sails; then the wind feathers"-pebbles i and sea went down. does duty as a chair A light wind came up from the southeast, and I changed the course to northwest to bring up to the New Guinea coast. Sunday, June o1,was a memorable day on board the Islander, for on that day I sighted land beyond the Pacific Ocean. Soon after sunrise low islands were seen on the starboard beam, and a few hours later the cloud-capped mountains of New Guinea appeared. My chart of the southwest Pacific did not show local features of the New Guinea coast, and I approached the main land beyond South Cape cautiously, look ing for reefs, but saw none. For several Photograph by George R. King MAKER SMILES FROM HER DOORWAY floor (see page 168) is spread a layer of "Samoan from the beach-to serve as a carpet. The mat by day and as a bed by night. days I sailed slowly along the shore, en joying the scenery of the majestic Owen Stanley Range. One morning I awoke to see two small islands astern, and whether the Islander passed between them or to one side I did not know. A little later I saw breakers ahead and came up to the barrier reef that from this point stretches along the New Guinea shore to the westward. As I coasted along I could see Papuan canoes sailing in the quiet water behind the reef and occasionally a picturesque Papuan village perched on stakes above the water (see page 181).