“I looked after dawn in vain for the sun & felt anxious, for my navigation had, perforce, been so extraordinarily crude that we might make a bad landfall. The sky was overcast & the weather misty and foggy…Heavy cross swells from N. & W. & a heavy confused lumpy sea did not make matters pleasant, but we felt happy & excited for we were ‘making the land’ & even hoped by dark to be on good solid earth once more & to have beautiful clear water gurgling down our parched throats.”

— Frank Worsley