Nearest the Pole: a narrative of the polar expedition of the Peary Arctic Club in the S.S. Roosevelt, 1905-1906Peary, Robert E. (Robert Edwin)
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Nearest the Pole: a narrative of the polar expedition of the Peary Arctic Club in the S.S. Roosevelt, 1905-1906
Peary, Robert E. (Robert Edwin)
Arctic regions
I had a pot of tea, and another of cooked meat ready, as we had had only
our coffee and biscuit since our breakfast thirteen hours before (not
that this was a great hardship, but it was enough to give us robust
appetites).
Our zest was increased by the fact that for the last five days, we had
been living on preserved eggs and mush in order to save the pemmican for
the dogs. This is a very good diet in ordinary climates, but by no means
takes the place of meat for work under these conditions.
After eating, the two men turned in, but I remained up till 3 P. M. to
get a latitude observation. All this time it was calm and brilliantly
sunny and warm.
At 9 P. M. I turned out after practically fruitless attempts to sleep,
owing to the heat in the tent, and the swarms of big blue flies which,
attracted by the meat, swarmed round and into the tent and over us.
During an hour or two of this time, there were some heavy squalls which
shook the tent viciously, and overturned my transit but without injuring
it.
Coffee finished, and the dogs fed again, they were all hitched to the
one sledge, and we started at 11 P. M. for the summit of the cape.
A big snow drift on the east side enabled us to take the sledge to an
elevation of about 600 feet.
Here it was left, and the dogs fastened, and we went on up an easy
ascent of loose rocks alternating with banks of snow, reaching the
summit (about 1,600 feet) comfortably in an hour and a half from camp.
On the summit we built a cairn similar to that on the summit of Cape
Columbia, in which I deposited a brief record and a piece of my silk
flag as usual.
The clear day greatly favoured my work in taking a round of angles, and
with the glasses I could make out apparently a little more distinctly,
the snow-clad summits of the distant land in the northwest, above the
ice horizon.
My heart leaped the intervening miles of ice as I looked longingly at
this land, and in fancy I trod its shores and climbed its summits, even
though I knew that that pleasure could be only for another in another
season. While I was thus engaged my men made out three deer in a valley
south of us.
With the completion of my work on the summit, and the building of the
cairn, we came down to the sledge and dogs, from whence I returned to
camp, while the two men went after the deer we had seen. I started to
return without snowshoes, so the men might take them along, but as I
went into the wet snow to my hips at every step, I changed my mind and
retained them.
Just below the lower edge of the snow as I came down, a flock of not
less than one hundred brant were feeding and sunning themselves. When I
came within fifty yards they rose.
Back to camp at 4 A. M. for my breakfast.
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