15th.--It blew a complete storm all night, but we were as snug and
comfortable, in our snow hive, as if we had been lodged in the best
house in England. At 5.30 the wind moderated to a gale, but the drift
was still so thick that it was impossible to see any distance before us,
particularly when looking to windward, and that unfortunately was the
direction in which we had to go. The temperature was 21° below zero,--a
temperature which, as all Arctic travellers know, feels much colder,
when there is a breeze of wind, than one of -60° or -70° when the
weather is calm. But there was the prospect of both food and fuel before
us, for seals were said to abound in the bay and heather on the islands
of Akkooleeguwiak. Such temptations were not to be resisted; so we
muffled ourselves well up and set out. It was one of the worst days I
had ever travelled in, and I could not take the bearings of our route
more than once or twice.
To make matters worse, one of our dogs, a fine lively little creature,
that was a great favourite with us all, became unable to walk
unharnessed, and the men having enough to do with the sledges, I
dragged, carried, and coaxed it on for a few miles; but finding that
some parts of my face were freezing, and that my companions were so far
ahead as to be out of sight, I was reluctantly compelled to leave the
poor animal to its fate.
After a most devious course of nearly twelve miles, we came to the
shores of the bay. The banks were of mud and shingle, about sixty or
seventy feet high, and so steep that it was some time before we could
find a place by which to get down to the ice. We directed our steps
among much rough ice towards the highest of the group of islands named
Coga-ur-ga-wiak, apparently six miles distant, and encamped near its
western end in a little well-sheltered bay. All the party, even the
Esquimaux, had got severely frost-bitten in the face, but as it was not
much more than skin deep, this gave us little concern. When our house
was nearly built, a search was commenced among the snow for heather, and
we were so fortunate as to procure enough in an hour and a-half to cook
us some pemmican and flour, in the form of a kind of soup or pottage.
We were all very glad to get into our blankets as soon as possible. The
weather became somewhat finer in the evening, but it drifted as much as
ever. The thermometer was -16°. Our latitude was 68° 53' 44" N.,
longitude 89° 55' 30" west. Notwithstanding that I carried my watch next
to my skin the cold stopped it, and I could not tell exactly the time of
our arrival at the island, but I believed it was near 2 P.M.
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