Nothing but blue sea. A low rim of fog far to the right.
Hooray! Bill has picked up a station. 12:15. He is taking something.
We are flying at 3200 ft. Temperature down to 53° inside.
The fog bank is nearer and looks pretty thick. It shadows the water. We are nosing down and the air is rougher. The motors are racing, and the a.s.i. [air speed indicator] registers 100 m.p.h. It has been about 86.
12:50. Newfoundland sighted to the left. More fog to the rt. than in direction we wish. I notice the motors synchronize every five seconds at the speed they are running.
Change of time 2:00 p.m. Bill says we are making in actual speed 115 m.p.h.
2:20. A steamer sighted to the left. We are too far from it for me to take a picture. Anyway we are running with considerable haze.
2:35. We have left the sun behind and are just under a bank of clouds. Alt. 3000.
St. Mary’s Bay in sight. 2:50. Visibility better. Clear toward sea. The fog hangs in white curly masses over the land.
We are near Trepassey. What is in store for us?