Jan. 17, 1934 Today the ocean is calm not a white cap on it. It has been the best day so far but a strong wind makes a deck chair a cold place to read. The gulls are still following us. they are a graceful bird, they dip and glide for hours but when the cook throws refuge over over board they are on it in a second. The ones that have followed us are white with black tipped wings, a beautiful bird but they have a metallic cry.