The going was so bad

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“The going was so bad that they could not pull my weight, and I had to get off and flounder along beside the sledges. The dogs too kept falling back, and as soon as one dog collapsed or let his weight come on to the trace the whole line stopped. On these occasions they all lay down, and only violent abuse and vigorous treatment had any effect in raising them. Several pressure ridges had to be broken with pick and shovel. Finally with all the dogs dead beat we crawled into Ocean Camp about 4 am.”

— Alexander Macklin

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Death was instantaneous

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“Owing to this shortage of food and the fact that we needed all that we could get for ourselves, I had to order all the dogs except two teams to be shot. It was the worst job that we had had throughout the Expedition, and we felt their loss keenly.”

— Ernest Shackleton, South

“Four teams of dogs were shot: Messrs. Wild’s, Crean’s, McIlroy’s and Marston’s—(comprising a total of thirty magnificent sledgers). This step has been given lengthy consideration and…the decision is a wise one. The dogs consuming one seal daily, the same lasting the entire party three days…”

— Frank Hurley

“Each dog was in turn taken off his trace and led behind a row of large ice hummocks. There Wild sat the animal in the snow, took the muzzle in his left hand, and placed the revolver close to its head. Death was instantaneous.

“Macklin and McIlroy dragged its body a short distance away, then returned to the waiting teams for the next animal. None of the dogs seemed to sense what was happening… […] When the job was done, the three men piled snow on top of the heap of dog bodies and walked slowly back to camp.

“Shackleton decided to spare Greenstreet’s team of year-old puppies ‘for the present,’ and he also granted a one-day reprieve to Hurley’s and Macklin’s teams so that they might be used to make a trip back to Ocean Camp for some of the food that had been left here.”

— Alfred Lansing, Endurance

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Diary: 9 Jan 1909

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“9 January 1909
The last day out we have shot our bolt and the tale is 88.23 S 162 E. The wind eased down at 1 am. At 2 am we were up and had breakfast and shortly after 4 am started south with the Union Jacks and the brass Cylinder of Stamps. At 9 am hard quick marching we were in 88.23 and there hoisted H.M.’s flag took possession of the plateau in the name of H.M. and called it King Edward Plateau. Homeward Bound. Whatever regrets may be we have done our best.”
— Ernest Shackleton, 1909

[from the Matrix Shackleton Centenary Expedition website]

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Furthest Point South – audio


Ernest Shackleton speaking into an Edison Phonograph in 1910 about the results of his Nimrod Expedition to the South Pole, 1907-09, and his Furthest Point South.

Public domain file, sourced from archive.org.

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Furthest Point South

9 January 1909:

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Shackleton’s attempt to reach the South Pole from the Nimrod Expedition. The party reached what he called his “Furthest Point South,” 88º 23 S. 162º E.; 97.5 nautical miles from the South Pole. This was the furthest point south reached by anyone at that time. They planted the flag and left a box of Shackleton’s Antarctic stamps, then turned around for the return to base.
Left to right: Adams, Wild, and Shackleton (photo taken by Marshall).

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Skua Gull

by John Gould, 1840

by John Gould, 1840

“A skua gull appeared. He settled down on our refuse pit—entrails of seals, etc—and gorged himself to his hearts content—lucky gull.”

— Alexander Macklin

[image: Skua Gull by John Gould, 1840]

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Trials of Greely

“…we may have to undergo the trials of Greely.” — Alexander Macklin

The Greely Expedition, from the American Experience series on PBS: full documentary.

From the PBS website:

“In 1881, 25 men led by Adolphus Greely set sail from Newfoundland to Lady Franklin Bay in the high Arctic, where they planned to collect a wealth of scientific data from a vast area of the world’s surface that had been described as a “sheer blank.” Three years later, only six survivors returned, with a daunting story of shipwreck, starvation, mutiny and cannibalism. The film reveals how poor planning, personality clashes, questionable decisions and pure bad luck conspired to turn a noble scientific mission into a human tragedy.”

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Leopard Seal – National Geographic

National Geographic photographer Paul Nicklen meets a leopard seal.

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Sea Leopard

photo by Amos Nachoum

photo by Amos Nachoum

“A man on foot in soft, deep snow and unarmed would not have a chance against such an animal as they almost bound along with a rearing, undulating motion at least five miles an hour. They attack without provocation, looking on man as a penguin or seal.”

– Frank Worsley

[image: Amos Nachoum]

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New Year’s Eve, 1915

“The last day of 1915… tomorrow 1916 begins: I wonder what it will bring forth for us. This time last year we prophesied that just now we would be well across the Continent.”
— Alexander Macklin

“New Year’s Eve, the second in the pack & in much the same latitude. Few people are having a stranger one…”
— Reginald James

“New Year’s Eve and all well but it is snowing intermittently, foggy and overcast. Nothing doing.”
— Thomas Orde-Lees

“Hogmany & a bitter one too, being adrift on the ice instead of enjoying the pleasures of life like most people. But as the saying is, there must be some fools in this world.”
— Chippy McNeish

“Many sweet memories crowd on me as I lay in my bag, meditating the last day of the year. Home, faces, and our present position that one cannot altogether regard as sweet. Drifting about on the ice floe, 189 miles from the nearest known land. Still to apply an old sledging motto, ‘It might be much worse.’ Inside the tents all are comfortable. Sir Ernest is thinking and solving magic squares. We have plenty of food, and with the coming warm season and subsequent dissipation of the ice, are able to greet with cheery aspect the New Year 1916! New Year resolutions. We have none to make as there is nothing to make them for, unless it be to resolve to keep our hoosh pots cleaner — and faces too!”
— Frank Hurley

“The last day of the old year: May the new one bring us good fortune, a safe deliverance from this anxious time & all good things to those we love so far away.”
— Ernest Shackleton

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