It is hard to write what I feel

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“The end came at last about 5pm. The pressure started again irresistibly. She was doomed: no ship built by human hands could have withstood the strain. I ordered all hands out on the floe.

“It is hard to write what I feel.

“The end of the Endurance has come. But though we have been compelled to abandon the ship, which is crushed beyond all hope of ever being righted, we are alive and well, and we have stores and equipment for the task that lies before us. The task is to reach land with all the members of the Expedition.”

— Ernest Shackleton, South

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A good laugh

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“Well Old Lady (one of my many nicknames) we’ve got it in the neck all right this time, haven’t we?” “Well no, I don’t think so,” I ventured, “You wouldn’t have had anything to write a book about, if it hadn’t been for this.” “By Jove, I’m not so sure you aren’t right,” he remarked [at] which we both had a good laugh.”

— conversation with Shackleton, as reported by Orde-Lees

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An Emperor’s Lament

[The cries of an Emperor, 2011, by Kris]

“A strange occurrence was the sudden appearance of 8 Emperors… at the instant the heavy pressure came upon the ship. They walked a little way towards the ship then halted & after a few ordinary…cries proceeded to sing what sounded like a dirge for the ship.”

— Frank Worsley

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The Wearing o’ the Green

The Wearing o’ the Green.

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Not a pleasant job

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“This is not a pleasant job. We have to dig a hole down through the coal while the beams and the timbers groan and crack all around us like pistol shots. The darkness is almost complete, and we mess about in the wet with half-frozen hands and try to keep the coal from slipping back into the bilges. The men on deck pour buckets of boiling water from the galley down the pipe as well prod and hammer from below, and at last we get the pipe clear, cover up the bilges to keep the coal out, and rush on deck, very thankful to find ourselves safe again in the open air.”

— Frank Worsley

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Greenheart

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“In appearance, the Endurance was beautiful by any standards. She was a barkentine—three masts, of which the forward one was square-rigged, while the after two carried fore-and-aft sails like a schooner. She was powered by a coal-fired, 350-hp steam engine, capable of driving her at speeds up to 10.2 knots. She measured 144 feet overall, with a 25-foot beam, which was not overbig, but big enough. And though her sleek black hull looked from the outside like that of any other vessel of a comparable size, it was not.”

“Her keel members were four pieces of solid oak, one above the other, adding up to a total thickness of 7 feet, 1 inch. Her sides were made from oak and Norwegian mountain fir, and they varied in thickness from about 18 inches to more than 2 1/2 feet. Outside this planking, to keep her from being chafed by the ice, there was a sheathing of stem to stern of greenheart, a wood so heavy it weighs more than solid iron and so tough that it cannot be worked with ordinary tools. Her frames were not only double-thick, ranging from 9 1/4 to 11 inches, but they were double in number, compared with a conventional vessel.”

“Her bow, where she would meet the ice head-on, had received special attention. Each of the timbers there had been fashioned from a single oak tree especially selected so that its natural growth followed the curve of her design. When assembled, these pieces had a total thickness of 4 feet, 4 inches.”

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“But more than simple ruggedness was incorporated into the Endurance. She was built in Sandefjord, Norway, by the Framnaes shipyards, the famous polar shipbuilding firm which for years had been constructing vessels for whaling and sealing in the Arctic and Antarctic. However, when the builders came to the Endurance, they realized that she might well be the last of her kind—as indeed she was—and the ship became the yard’s pet project.”

“She was designed by Aanderud Larsen so that every joint and every fitting cross-braced something else for the maximum strength. Her construction was meticulously supervised by a master wood shipbuilder, Christian Jacobsen, who insisted on employing men who were not only skilled shipwrights, but had been to sea themselves in whaling and sealing ships. For luck, when they put the mast in her, the superstitious shipwrights placed the traditional copper kroner under each one to insure against its breaking.”

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“[Endurance] was the strongest wooden ship ever built in Norway—and probably anywhere else—with the possible exception of the Fram.”

The Fram anchored in the Bay of Whales, during Amundsen's successful bid for the South Pole.

The Fram anchored in the Bay of Whales, during Amundsen’s successful bid for the South Pole.

“However, there was one major difference between the two ships. The Fram was rather bowl-bottomed so that if the ice closed in against her she would be squeezed up and out of the pressure. But since the Endurance was designed to operate in relatively loose pack ice she was not constructed so as to rise out of pressure to any great extent. She was comparatively wall-sided, much the way conventional ships are.”

— Alfred Lansing, Endurance: Shackleton’s Incredible Voyage

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Pressure wave

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“Personally, I’ve got tired of alarms against which we can do absolutely nothing, so when the loudest crash came I listened to make sure that no ripping, tearing sound of smashing timbers was indicating an entrance of the ice into the hold, then turned over and went to sleep.”

— Frank Worsley

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Minke whale

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“An uproar among the dogs attracted attention late in the afternoon, and we found a 25-ft. whale cruising up and down in our pool. It pushed its head up once in characteristic killer fashion, but we judged from its small curved dorsal fin that it was a specimen of Balaenoptera acutorostrata, not Orca gladiator.”

— Ernest Shackleton, South

Minke-behavior

[images from: http://www.mwdw.net/species/minke-whale/]

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Tipped

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“Punctual to 6pm, we hear the dread whining and groaning followed almost immediately by the vessel vibrating and shivering as though she were trembling with fear at the coming conflict. It is a cracky, uneven conflict, receiving all blows and unable to give retaliation. Together came those irresistible vice-like floes, nipping the ship in their terrific grip. She creaks, groans, and shivers in agony, but tighter and relentless is the grip and, when we expect to see her sides stave in, she slowly and gradually rises from the pressure. At this critical junction the pressure fortunately ceased, as suddenly as the stopping of some gigantic mechanism…”

— Frank Hurley

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“The two floes began to move laterally, exerting great pressure on the ship. Suddenly the floe on the port side cracked and huge pieces of ice shot up from under the port bilge. Within a few seconds the ship heeled over until she had a list of thirty degrees to port, being held under the starboard bilge by the opposing floe. The lee boats were now almost resting on the floe. The midship dog-kennels broke away and crashed down on to the lee kennels, and the howls and barks of the frightened dogs assisted to create a perfect pandemonium. At 8 p.m. the floes opened, and within a few minutes the Endurance was nearly upright again.”

— Ernest Shackleton, South

drawing by Thomas Orde-Lees

drawing by Thomas Orde-Lees

“Dinner in the Wardroom is a quaint affair — most of the diners sit on the deck, feet against a batten & plates on their knees.”

— Frank Worsley

“We look like we’re sitting in a grandstand.”

— Reginald James

“She seemed to say to the grinding, hungry pack, ‘You may smash me but I’m damned if I’ll go over another inch for you; I’ll see you melting in Hell first.”

— Frank Worsley

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10 yds broad…

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“Early yesterday afternoon a crack formed along the snow filled trench, 2ft. broad, whose formation first started on Aug. 27th… This new crack was 8 ins. wide at 6.0 pm: at 9.0 it suddenly broadened another 2 ft … a big change however took place in the afternoon. Between half past two and half past three the innocent crack became a lead 10 yds. broad.”

— James Wordie

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