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South with Scott by baron Edward Ratcliffe Garth Russell Evans Mountevans
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were forced to take off our goggles to see to advance at all.

We continued until midday, when to my great relief the mist showed signs
of dispersing, and the sun, a sickly yellow orb, eventually showed
through. It was surrounded by a halo which was reflected in rainbow
colouring in the minute floating ice crystals. I looked round for a spot
suitable for camping, for we were pretty well exhausted, and it was worth
while waiting for the mist to disperse. No time would be wasted since the
halt would do for our lunch. With the greatest difficulty we found
amongst the hummocky ice a place to set up our tent. A space was found
somehow, and rather gloomily the three of us made a cooker full of tea.
We munched our biscuit in silence, for we were too tired to talk. From
time to time I went outside the tent, and certainly the atmosphere was
clearer. Odd shapes to the east and west showed themselves to be the
fringing mountains which so few eyes had ever rested on. Gradually they
took form and I was able more or less to identify our whereabouts. We
finished our lunch, Crean had a smoke, and then we got under way.

A little discussion, a lot of support, and a wealth of whole-hearted
good-fellowship from my companions gave me the encouragement which made
leading these two men so easy.

Warmed by the tea, cheered by the meal, and rested by the halt, we pushed
on once more, although to go forward was uncertain and to work back
impossible since we were too exhausted to do such pulling upward as would
be necessary to reach a place from whence a new start could be made, even
if we succeeded in re-discovering our night camp of yesterday.

For hours we fought on, sometimes overcoming crevasses by bridging them
with the sledge where its length enabled this to be done. The summer sun
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