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Category Archives: Other Voices
How we shall count the days
“Six proven veterans, seasoned by the salt & experience of the Sea. The distance to… South Georgia is 700 miles, 700 miles of wintry sea, the most tempestuous zone of the oceans. The Caird is an excellent sailer, & guided … Continue reading
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Goodbye to the James Caird
“With a final wave of the hand, and three squawky cheers from us and the penguins, Sir Ernest and his crew set off on their perilous voyage. We watched them until they were out of sight, which was not long, … Continue reading
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In the boat
“There is a party of 6 going to Georgia in the Caird. The party includes: Sir Ernest Skipper Creen Macnish McCarthy Vincent.” — Harry McNeish
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Another planet
“We were, in a world of our own, we had only ourselves to look to, and the world was as completely cut off from us as though we had come from another planet. I have experienced a good many strange … Continue reading
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Blizzard life
“Skinning them with our already partially frostbitten hands was painful work, for to bare the hand for a very few minutes in such a blizzard means almost certain frost-bite. We sought such shelfter as we could find behind rocks and … Continue reading
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Land
“The smiles and laughter, which caused cracked lips to bleed afresh, and the gleeful exclamations at the sight of two live seals on the beach made me think for a moment of that glittering hour of childhood when the door … Continue reading
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One hundred and eight hours
“We had now had one hundred and eight hours of toil, tumbling, freezing, and soaking, with little or no sleep. I think Sir Ernest, Wild, Greenstreet, and I could say that we had no sleep at all. Although it was … Continue reading
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“Off his head”
“early discovered that I had no-one… except Shackleton who could be trusted at the tiller, and he was fully occupied by the general supervision of the fleet. I was at the tiller the whole time we were moving. “About 3am, … Continue reading
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Dead Reckoning
“…both [islands] exactly on the bearings I had said they would be; and Sir Ernest congratulates me on the accuracy of my navigation under circumstances of some difficulty and after 2 days of Dead Reckoning, while working in and out … Continue reading
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An unforgettable day
“It was for me, and I expect for all of us, an unforgettable day – the wind torn cloudy sky, great banks of cumulus with shafts of sunlight breaking through, the vast ocean with curling white horses… the Caird leaping … Continue reading
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