. The last voyage of the Karluk, flagship of Vilhjalmar Stefansson's Canadian Arctic expedition of 1913-16. ngenough to bear the sledge. It called for the ex-ercise of all the training I had gained in my twentyyears of Newfoundland sealing and Arctic explor-ation with Peary to negotiate these constantly re-curring leads with any degree of safety. We did not ttu-n in until ten oclock that night,for tired as we were from our first days wrestlewith the leads, we had to sit up and mend ourclothes, which had been torn by the jagged rafters. The next morning we were up and away atdawn, in a howling
. The last voyage of the Karluk, flagship of Vilhjalmar Stefansson's Canadian Arctic expedition of 1913-16. ngenough to bear the sledge. It called for the ex-ercise of all the training I had gained in my twentyyears of Newfoundland sealing and Arctic explor-ation with Peary to negotiate these constantly re-curring leads with any degree of safety. We did not ttu-n in until ten oclock that night,for tired as we were from our first days wrestlewith the leads, we had to sit up and mend ourclothes, which had been torn by the jagged rafters. The next morning we were up and away atdawn, in a howling gale from the west and blind-ing snowdrift. Open water and young ice acrossour path sent us off at right angles to our truecourse. Several times during the day the sledgebroke through the young ice and before we couldwhip up the dogs to rush across we got some of oursleeping gear wet. The dogs were badly fright-ened and huddled together in their terror and ofcourse immensely increasing the danger of breakingthrough the ice. We saw a number of bear-tracksduring the day. Somewhere along the trail we lost. a Q 03?J ACROSS THE MOVING ICE 181 the little hatchet which we had for opening pem-mican tins. When we missed it, we left the dogs,thinking that it might have been dropped only ashort distance away, and walked back to look for it,but we found the ice changing materially and wereafraid to go far from our sledge, so we had to aban-don the search, and thereafter had to use a knife inits place. At half past five, when we stopped andbuilt our igloo, a job that always took about threequarters of an hour at the end of our days march,we had advanced during the day not over four this rate the journey from shore to shore wouldbe a long one. The wind was moderating some-what, however, when we turned in, and we hopedfor better weather next day. Sure enough when we broke camp the followingmorning we fovmd the wind a light easterly andthe weather fine. It looked as if good going must
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