Aeronautics -- Flights; Arctic regions; North Pole
It was soon fixed up that all who were participating in the expedition
should come ashore and stay there where room must be found for them.
“Where there is room in the heart there is room in the house,” they
said. Nothing greater than the “heart room” of Knutsen and Brandal
could any one ever wish to find.
Now there was a matter which weighed on my mind--depressing me in a
high degree. Where was “Hobby”? I went on board the “Fram” at eventide
and walked up and down on the deck. It was about seven o’clock at
eventide when Horgen came up to me and said that he saw something which
stood high above the ice, and according to his opinion only “Hobby”
could present such an appearance. Up with the glasses! Yes!--quite
right, there came a heavy-looking box rustling and crushing through the
ice. “Hobby” itself I could not see even now, but I _could_ see that
there was life on board. Every one ran around and shouted, “‘Hobby’
comes!” “‘Hobby’ comes!” In a second all hands were called on deck and
to the accompaniment of ringing hurrahs “Hobby” lay by the side of the
ice. All was well on board. The first part of the journey was over. Our
boats were safely in King’s Bay. Honor where honor is due and it should
be given to the expedition’s airmen, Captain Holm, Pilot Johannesen and
the whole of “Hobby’s” crew. It was no small act of seamanship which
they had accomplished.
[Illustration: “FRAM” MOORED TO THE ICE AT THE EDGE OF KING’S BAY]
[Illustration: UNLOADING]
The next day was very wintry--sea fog with a temperature -10°. We took
advantage of this for the members of the expedition to flit ashore
and make themselves at home in the Coal Company’s station. The
airmen--Riiser-Larsen, Dietrichson, Horgen, Omdal, in company with
Ellsworth and Ramm--got their cozy little house. Zapffe and I were
quartered in the Directors’ house and the others in the hospital. The
sailing-boat workshop was cleared and prepared as a dining-room. This
was baptized “the salon.” Here the scepter was waved by our steward,
purser, chemist, and purveyor of entertainment. Yes, dear steward,
you won all hearts with your glad, happy spirit. To me you were an
invaluable and priceless aid with your dutiful and conscientious work.
[Illustration: THE GAMES ON MAY 17TH]
[Illustration: THE PLANES WERE PUT TOGETHER NEAR THE COAL COMPANY’S
WORKSHOPS]
The newly frozen ice, which prevented us from approaching the
quay, might have become embarrassing had not Captain Jensen of the
“Skaaluren,” on the 15th April, become tired of waiting and decided
to make an attempt to force it. The attempt was crowned with success
in the highest degree. Never, I believe, had the “Skaaluren” been so
absolutely astonished at herself. She broke through very quickly and
lay a short time afterwards by the quay. “Fram” and “Hobby” followed
behind her in line, and by the evening we all lay alongside the quay.
There we had a northerly breeze of about -13° c.--Mid-winter!
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