The worst journey in the world, Antarctic, 1910-1913 . th with onedark check line in it. Coarser and rougher and, I shouldsay, heavier than our Mandelbergs. November 23. Early morning. We were to make DimitriDepot this morning, but we came on in a fog, and the muleparty camped after running down the distance. Wrightcame back and said, If we have passed it, its over there —and as he pointed the depot showed—not more than200 yards away. So that is all right. We, the dog party,go on in advance to-morrow, so that no time may be lost,and if the ice is still good, Atkinson will get over to CapeEvans
The worst journey in the world, Antarctic, 1910-1913 . th with onedark check line in it. Coarser and rougher and, I shouldsay, heavier than our Mandelbergs. November 23. Early morning. We were to make DimitriDepot this morning, but we came on in a fog, and the muleparty camped after running down the distance. Wrightcame back and said, If we have passed it, its over there —and as he pointed the depot showed—not more than200 yards away. So that is all right. We, the dog party,go on in advance to-morrow, so that no time may be lost,and if the ice is still good, Atkinson will get over to CapeEvans. November 2^. Early morning. A glut of foot-wallopingin soft snow and breaking crusts. We have done between17 and 18 miles to-day. We saw no crevasses, and havemarked the course well, building up the cairns and leavingtwo flags—so the mule party should be all right. The dogswere going well behind the ponies, but directly we wentahead they seemed to lose heart. I think they are tired ofthe Barrier: a cairn now awakens little interest: they know. Si a <O J)DH
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