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OHYAT: Stiff Knees
Jan. 22nd, 2012 04:04 pmAfter some pretty harrowing adventures with crevasses and jumbled ice, the Second Returning Party under the command of Teddy Evans made it to the bottom of the Beardmore Glacier and onto the flat, relatively easy surface of the Barrier.
But the hard part of their journey was not over, oh no.
... Because ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO TODAY, Teddy complained to Lashly of stiffness behind the knees, which Lashly knew was an early warning sign of scurvy.
( A little bit on Scurvy )
Meanwhile, the First Returning Party was having medical adventures of their own. Their rations were proving insufficient; in Silas' journal he constantly complains of hunger, and they even started eating the oaty 'oilcake' that had been brought to supplement the ponies' diet with fat, and left at the depots they'd visited on the way back. When they got to One Ton on the 15th they finally got full rations again, but shortly after, Atch came down with something that had him 'going both ends' according to Silas (thank you for that, Silas) – they suspected the pemmican. He still insisted on pulling, though his companions preferred he'd ski alongside. Nearly home, though!
... as soon as we sighted the Barrier, Crean let go one huge yell enough to frighten the ponies out of their graves of snow, and no more Beardmore for me after this.– William Lashly
But the hard part of their journey was not over, oh no.
... Because ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO TODAY, Teddy complained to Lashly of stiffness behind the knees, which Lashly knew was an early warning sign of scurvy.
I asked him what he thought it was, and he said he could not account for it, so if he don't get rid of it I am to have a look and see if anything is the matter with him ... Tonight I watched to see his gums, and I am convinced he is on the point of something anyhow ...– William Lashly
( A little bit on Scurvy )
Meanwhile, the First Returning Party was having medical adventures of their own. Their rations were proving insufficient; in Silas' journal he constantly complains of hunger, and they even started eating the oaty 'oilcake' that had been brought to supplement the ponies' diet with fat, and left at the depots they'd visited on the way back. When they got to One Ton on the 15th they finally got full rations again, but shortly after, Atch came down with something that had him 'going both ends' according to Silas (thank you for that, Silas) – they suspected the pemmican. He still insisted on pulling, though his companions preferred he'd ski alongside. Nearly home, though!
