National Geographic : 1925 Jan
THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE Photograph by Junius I I . ouod OVER NAVARRO HEAD, CALIFORNIA This cliff, 405 feet high, lies on the north bank of Navarro River, north of Point Arena, California. "Dogs, whales, and pelicans seemed the only denizens of earth, water, or air which were not terrified by the ship. Dogs barked, while other live stock ran; a pelican followed the ship's shadow on the surface, as if it were a possible fish, while the whales played with it for miles" (see text, page 40). tin-roof and red-paint belt of Texas and in New Mexico and Arizona as well. From the little cow stations, automobile tracks stretch just as straight across the plains, disappearing in the distance, but showing that life is beyond. Even the cattle paths do not curve as they radiate from the water holes which spot the drab, dry country without regularity or reason. liig Spring, with the First National Bank roof as an observation tower and the town whistle blowing off steam, dronped back at 4:46. Near Stanton the radio gondola felt a twitch, but the 60 ton ship did not pause. The "fish" at the end of 4 0 feet of antenna had taken a (live into the dry soil of Texas and stopped. So (lid the radio. The Navy lost a $50 fish, which was not as serious as the escapade of a "fish" from a flying boat, which entangled itself in the skirts of a buxom spectator, and a solemn Navy board is still endeavoring to adjudicate the damages to fish and calf. Though the Slirmiadoah was climbing, the ground was coming up faster. midlandd, with the Llano I lotel as a roof garden, was below at 6:47, Odessa 30 minutes later, and at 7:50 the l'ecos, both river and town, were crossed at an altitude of 4,500 feet. At 9:50 she was over Van Horn, with an altitude of 6,6oo feet, and still climbing. Ears sung from the rarefied air. EVERY MAN ON DUTY AS TIlir SItP SPEI) TOWARD THE MOUNTAIN PASS The ship was lighter, from the fuel which had been consumed in the 12 hours from Fort Worth, and the gas was cooled both by the chill night and by the 74 miles-an-hour speed; but the bags were swollen and straining against the nets, and gas flowed in a steady stream through the safety valves into the wicker chimneys to the ventilators above. Water ballast had been dropped until only fuel could be jettisoned to lighten her further.