Shackleton's Last Voyage: The Story of the QuestWild, Frank
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Shackleton's Last Voyage: The Story of the Quest
Wild, Frank
Antarctica -- Discovery and exploration -- British; Quest (Ship); Shackleton, Ernest Henry, Sir, 1874-1922
In the enclosed atmosphere they smelled horribly, for they are
unclean, swinish brutes. From the cave we clambered up a steep
cliff to the top of the island, which we found to be irregular in
shape and covered with tussock grass. Wilkins, with the assistance
of Marr and Argles, immediately set about collecting albatross
for addition to the natural history collections. These birds, when
seen at close quarters on the ground, prove to be much larger than
one would imagine, being about the size of large geese, but with
much longer legs. Their appearance on land is ugly and ungainly,
and contrasts strongly with the grace and beauty they exhibit when
in flight. Wilkins, by going slowly, was easily able to get within
reach, when he grabbed their beaks and “pithed” them by passing a
needle through the back of the skull into the brain. He took the
heads, wings and legs as specimens and made them into neat parcels
for transmission to the museums. Jeffrey and McLeod had stayed
to look after the boat, so, being at a loose end and remembering
Worsley’s ecstatic remarks concerning baby albatross, I set about
collecting enough of them for a meal for all hands. The island
was covered with little paths worn by the birds, which formed a
regular maze amongst the tussocks and hummocks of grass. Here and
there one came across little circular plateaux which apparently
formed a meeting-place for numbers of birds, for they were worn
absolutely bare to the mud. The nests of the albatross are placed
on the top of small, raised, cone-shaped mounds composed of
earth and tussock grass, which are nearly always situated on the
windward side of the island, so that the birds when preparing for
flight have merely to spread their wings to get a good take off.
The inside of the nest is hollowed sufficiently deep to allow the
young bird to crouch and take shelter from the winds. The young
are pretty little things covered with white down, and from the
highest point of the island I could see them all round me standing
out in marked contrast to the dark green of the tussock grass.
The giant petrels, “Nellies” or “Stinkers,” as they are variously
called, nest in much the same way. They are most unpleasant
creatures and receive from sailors none of the veneration accorded
to the albatross. We had been ashore some hours when Commander
Wild sent up a detonator as a signal for our recall. The cliffs
on the side where we had landed are steep and overhanging, so that
we had to approach cautiously, and had some difficulty in finding
the way back to our cave. We at length found the spot where we
had ascended. I flung my collection of birds over the cliff to
be picked up below, and all of us having got safely down we rowed
back to the ship.
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