Reasonable day yesterday then rain overnight.. 11C now. Helped ladies get set up yesterday, cut out a bunch of shrubs, lots more to go. I'll have to license the truck to haul it all away.Men's bowls in pm.

When the first streaks of day came I was out with the horses, and began wandering around again.  The snow drifts had become so packed and frozen that it made difficult travelling.  After a time the snowfall suddenly stopped and I could see Mr. Saunders’ house about a mile and a half distant, so I struck out and reached it by ten o’clock.

The men put my team in the stable and I was hustled into the house, and the women gave me warm drinks and thawed out my frost bitten nose, cheek and chin, and soon I felt no ill effects from my experience, except for the chilly feeling that persisted for several hours.

Leadbeater and Watkins arrived late in the afternoon.  They had called at the two houses on their way to enquire for me, and felt relieved when they found I was before them.  They had slept well all night and were so warm that they had perspired and after they arose their overcoats became frozen on them.  They were buried under a snow drift and had quite a time separating their bedding from the snow.

The next day Mr. Saunders took his team and recovered our sleigh, and I found that the place I had called at during the storm and was not admitted, was a stable, and the owner lived only a short distance from it.

We resumed our homeward journey next morning, Bill drove the team and Watkins and I went ahead with shovels and dug through the deep drifts.  It was a very cold day.  We passed on through St. Leon, and reached Mr.Martin’s place where we spent the night.

Mr. Martin was a French Canadian, and was the only member of the family that could speak English.  He recognized me as the man who had called at the church for oats.  We reached C. Holland’s the next day and he kindly took us in for the night.

The next morning we began the most dreaded part of our journey through the Tiger Hills, for the distance through to the first house could not be made during the short period of Daylight.

Watkins and I made ready the team to the sleigh and Bill looked after our provisions and bedding.

Watkins and I went ahead as usual and shoveled and Bill followed with the team.  We gradually gained on the team for they had to stop frequently to rest, and when noontime came we were quite a distance ahead, so we stopped and built a fire to be ready for lunch when the team would come along.

When Bill came I went to get the provisions box, we made the terrible discovery that Bill had failed to put it on the sleigh at Holland’s.  We looked at each other, speechless, for we realized the serious predicament that we were in, for we were not then half way across the hills.

The horses were very much fatigued and we were extremely hungry from our strenuous exercise.  We realized there was not a moment to spare so Watkins and I set out at once, and Bill fed the team and came on later.  We both worked desperately with our shovels in order to make the road as easy as possible for the team.

This was the coldest day that we had experienced so far on the trip, being about 45 below.  We were now getting away from the shelter of the trees, and into more open country and were facing a bitter northwest wind.