noon
The next day , March 20 , it stopped snowing . The cold was a little more brisk . The thermometer marked -2 degrees centigrade . The mist had cleared , and on that day I hoped our noon sights could be accomplished . Since Captain Nemo had n't yet appeared , only Conseil and I were taken ashore by the skiff . The soil 's nature was still the same : volcanic . Traces of lava , slag , and basaltic rock were everywhere , but I could n't find the crater that had vomited them up .