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Category Archives: Images
“True Milk”
“…we are living quite well, though we shall not be sorry to get some fresh seal meat. It is quite extraordinary how one’s tastes differ from what they are at home. Nearly everyone eats more fat here — fat in … Continue reading
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Ice Blink
“Then I saw a singular light in the northern sky, brightest down at the horizon, but stretching far up towards the zenith. I had not noticed this before, and as I looked I heard a curious murmur to the north … Continue reading
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Night photography
“During the night take flashlight [pictures] of the ship beset by pressure. This necessitated some twenty flashes, one behind each salient pressure hummock, no less than ten of the flashes being required to satisfactorily illuminate the ship herself. Half blinded … Continue reading
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Ice Flowers
“Took color camera to lead again this morning amidst the similar gorgeous conditions of yesterday, more glorified perhaps for a fine crop of ice flowers have sprung up on the lead and were illuminated by the morning sun, resembling a … Continue reading
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Fata Morgana
“A wonderful mirage of the Fata Morgana type was visible. The day was clear and bright, with a blue sky overhead and some rime aloft. “The distant pack is thrown up into towering barrier-like cliffs, which are reflected in blue … Continue reading
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A previous stranding: Antarctica, 1903
“We were forced to feed ourselves mainly by seals and penguins. Already during the first few days of our stay on the island, we were lucky enough to kill [enough] not only for our immediate needs but also for a … Continue reading
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A violent shock
“The captain himself was up in the crow’s nest, from where he directed the maneouvering. The orders ring out incessantly, and the helmsman is hard put to follow the constant changes… From his lookout point, the captain chooses his point … Continue reading
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Diatoms are again appearing
“Clark finds that with returning daylight the diatoms are again appearing. His nets and line are stained a pale yellow, and much of the newly formed ice has also a faint brown or yellow tinge. The diatoms cannot multiply without … Continue reading
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What the ice gets, the ice keeps
“All hands is standing bye we had a slight shock last night… there was a noise under the bottom aft the same as if the ice had broken up…. the Boss thinks it was a whale but I thinks different.” … Continue reading
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Scrubbing the decks
James Wordie, Alfred Cheetam, Alexander Macklin “…it fell to my unwilling lot to go down on my knees and scrub the passages. I am able to put aside pride of caste in most things but I must say that I … Continue reading
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