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Monthly Archives: May 2016
Our hunger knew no law
“We paid our last visit to the nests of the albatrosses, which were situated on a little undulating plateau above the cave amid tussocks, snow patches, and little frozen tarns. Each nest consisted of a mound over a foot high … Continue reading
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Busy at the boat
“I am still busy at the boat. While the skipper does the Nimrod & bring home the food Vincent lays down by the fire and smoks some times coming out for more wood while the Boss & Creen looks after … Continue reading
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Their plight was worse than ours
“We were still 150 miles away from Stromness whaling station by sea. The alternative was to attempt the crossing of the island. If we could not get over, then we must try to secure enough food and fuel to keep … Continue reading
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His usual love of leg-pulling
“Shackleton, with his usual love of leg-pulling, said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘We’ll hide this stuff, go in and tell ’em you saved my life from a sea-elephant that tore your blouse off and badly wounded you—to account … Continue reading
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A magnificent sight
“The long bay was a magnificent sight, even to eyes which had dwelt long enough on grandeur and were hungry for the familiar things of every-day life. Its green-blue waters were being beaten to fury by the gale. The mountains … Continue reading
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Our sleeping arrangements
“The air temperature that night probably was not lower than 38° or 40° Fahr. […] we were rendered uncomfortable in our cramped sleeping quarters by the unaccustomed warmth. Our feelings towards our neighbours underwent a change. When the temperature was … Continue reading
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Fire
“We found that a big hole had been burned in the bottom of Worsley’s reindeer sleeping-bag during the night. Worsley had been awakened by a burning sensation in his feet, and had asked the men near him if his bag … Continue reading
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A memorable meal
“And what a stew it was! The young albatrosses weighed about fourteen pounds each fresh killed, and we estimated that they weighed at least six pounds each when cleaned and dressed for the pot. Four birds went into the pot … Continue reading
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A law unto ourselves
“The first time I felt like a murderer [but] after that I just thought what a glorious feed the first had been. “The Boss and I discussed making enough money to start another expedition by taking…baby albatross and selling them … Continue reading
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