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Author Archives: Ernest Shackleton
Man can sustain life with very scanty means
“Other articles of our scanty equipment had to go that night. We were carrying only the things that had seemed essential, but we stripped now to the barest limits of safety. “Many things regarded by us as essentials at that … Continue reading
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An Icy Cerberus
“At the head of an ice tongue that nearly closed the gap through which we might enter the open space was a wave-worn berg shaped like some curious antediluvian monster, an icy Cerberus guarding the way. It had head and … Continue reading
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Watching the watcher
“When I looked down at the camp to rest my eyes from the strain of watching the wide white expanse broken by that one black ribbon of open water, I could see that my companions were waiting with more than … Continue reading
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Morte d’Arthur
Morte d’Arthur by Alfred, Lord Tennyson So all day long the noise of battle roll’d Among the mountains by the winter sea; Until King Arthur’s table, man by man, Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their Lord, King Arthur: then, because … Continue reading
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Awe-inspiring sight
“Never shall I forget the sight that met my eyes in the early dawn light. Ice had surrounded the berg… and the whole mass, made up of all sizes and shapes, and little bergs like our own, was rising and … Continue reading
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Floeberg
The berg was a thick mass of dark blue pressure ice about 35 yards square, with heights of 15 feet in some places. Seas had eaten away under it, leaving an overhang of rotten ice. Yet it is by far … Continue reading
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Retreat
“Immediately our deeply laden boats began to make heavy weather. They shipped sprays, which, freezing as they fell, covered men and gear with ice, and soon it was clear that we could not safely proceed. I put the James Caird … Continue reading
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An intangible feeling
“An intangible feeling of uneasiness made me leave my tent about 11 pm. I started to walk across the floe to warn the watchman to look carefully for cracks when the floe lifted on the crest of a swell and … Continue reading
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The future
“Certainly it is one of the most remarkable [journeys] man was fated to make. We look forward earnestly to at least a temporary ending & breather on the land. After that we have our rescue to think about for we … Continue reading
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Many narrow escapes
“Our first day in the water was one of the coldest and most dangerous of the expedition. The ice was running riot. It was a hard race to keep our boats in the open leads… We had many narrow escapes … Continue reading
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