When last we saw our heroes, Birdie, Cherry, and Crean had endured a long day of hopping – and dragging laden sledges and tired ponies – from floe to floe after the ice on which they'd pitched their camp had broken up and begun to float out to sea. They made it safely onto the permanent ice of the Barrier (where they met up with Captain Scott and Titus Oates) with most of their supplies, only to watch their three remaining ponies drift inexorably away on a floe of sea ice. There was nothing they could do, and it being 3am by this point, they decided to make camp (well away from the edge of the ice, I might add) and see what the situation brought in the morning. Either the ponies' floe would have come to a stop against the ice of the barrier, or, more likely, they would have drifted out to sea and been gone forever.
I should probably warn those with a delicate constitution that today's events are not particularly pretty. For the rest of us: ONWARD TO ADVENTURE!
( The Adventure Continues ... )
I should probably warn those with a delicate constitution that today's events are not particularly pretty. For the rest of us: ONWARD TO ADVENTURE!
( The Adventure Continues ... )