July 25, 1927.
Today I was the first to sight port of the Hawaiian Islands. Lt. Brown said I might climb up to the lookout in the crow’s nest. He also told me to wake the lookout up, as there was land off the port bow. I said, “Aye, aye” and got off the bridge. A moment later found me staring up the forward mast which looked ungodly high. I overcame a nervous tremor and climbed a rope up to the steel ladder rather than get around the greasy stuff surrounding the mast. Nice prospect a fall was. Then I tackled the first fifty feet of ladder. It surely looked and felt unsubstantial. About halfway up I thought I’d never been so nervous before. After that ladder came an even smaller steel ladder. Up I went, all confidence by this time. In a moment I reached the nest and sure enough there was the lookout reading a “Western story.” He invited me to climb in. The last in itself is worse than the rest of it all put together. One has to dangle with nothing under him and work halfway around to the other edge. Over the side of the box I swung and then in. My God what a relief! The deck was doing all sorts of crazy things, as some sea was running. There had been quite a bit of breeze for days, but today it was awful. Going up it nearly blew me off twice. Sure enough there was the land. I sighted it as two points off the port bow through to the bridge. Then I skiddled down. Scared? I hope to sneer. Then after I got down I really was weak.
July 26, 1927.
Saw the city of Honolulu this morning as we went into Pearl Harbor Navy Yard. Very nice to see the place again. We could not go ashore until the customs came aboard and they never came so we went at one P.M. A little later I found myself landing at the subbase and walking to the train station. After a fifteen minute ride on the puffy little train we were in Honolulu. I went out to the Mauna with Dick and Jerry. We went our ways.
July 27, 28, 29th, 1927.
Today all were back aboard ship by nine A.M. as we sailed at ten. I did not take many pictures in Hawaii as I found there are few to be taken. Compared to Guam the place is not tropical enough to be pretty or Northern enough to have beautiful scenery; hence I returned to the ship with the Kodak still empty. I did a lot of swimming and the Hass’ took me around quite a little. I got to see the “Pali.” It surely is awe-inspiring. A thousand feet straight down and such a wind! Glad we are underway again. Paid my mess bill, it came to more than I thought it would. However the chow is swell.
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