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OHYAT: Meeting the Dogs
Feb. 27th, 2012 08:45 amONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO TODAY:
The dogs were a long way off yet, but making progress: Cherry and Dimitri passed pony walls and one of the motor sledges, relics of the much slower march south at the beginning of the season, 'on the best running surface I have ever seen.' (Cherry's journal) Dimitri took the lead because Cherry's glasses kept fogging up in the cold. They steered with Mt Terror at their backs, on the slope of which, the previous winter, the three intrepid birds'-nesters had built their ill-fated igloo.
Desperately cold last night: -33º when we got up, with -37º minimum. Some suffering from cold feet, but all got good rest. We must open out on food soon. ... It is good to be marching the cairns up, but there is still much to be anxious about. We talk of little but food, except after meals. ... We are naturally always discussing possibility of meeting dogs, where and when, &c. It is a critical position.– R.F. Scott
The dogs were a long way off yet, but making progress: Cherry and Dimitri passed pony walls and one of the motor sledges, relics of the much slower march south at the beginning of the season, 'on the best running surface I have ever seen.' (Cherry's journal) Dimitri took the lead because Cherry's glasses kept fogging up in the cold. They steered with Mt Terror at their backs, on the slope of which, the previous winter, the three intrepid birds'-nesters had built their ill-fated igloo.
