The Great White North: The story of polar exploration from the earliest times to the discovery of the poleWright, Helen S. (Helen Saunders)
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The Great White North: The story of polar exploration from the earliest times to the discovery of the pole
Wright, Helen S. (Helen Saunders)
Arctic regions; North Pole
“We had deposited at our encampment a 90-pound case of pemmican, a bag
of coals, two muskets, and some ammunition, which, while it served as a
reserve for future explorations in this direction, materially lightened
the labour of the dogs, and allowed us time for a more minute examination
of the coast than we had been able to make during the outward journey.
The result, however, was not in any respect more successful. No traces of
any kind were discovered which could throw light on the objects of our
search.
“Thus ended our first journey to Fury Beach, and its results satisfied
us that, in the present state of the ice in Prince Regent’s Inlet, the
more extended explorations of the coastline, which we had calculated
on being able to commence on our return to the ship, could not now be
safely undertaken, and must for the present be postponed. We were most
reluctantly compelled, therefore, to pass the next month in the ship,
occupied in the same general routine duties as those on which we had been
during the earlier part of the winter.”
Captain Kennedy gives a vivid description of Arctic gales and the dangers
of travel during a tempest. “About eight A.M. in the morning of the 13th
February,” he writes, “Mr. Bellot, the carpenter, Andrew Irvine, Henry
Anderson (the first mate), and myself left the ship, taking with us
two cases of pemmican, and three tin jars, each containing two gallons
of spirits of wine, on a sledge, drawn by five Eskimo dogs, for the
purpose of depositing them a short distance on the way to Fury Beach,
and returning in the evening. After proceeding for a few hours, and
making very fair progress along a tolerably good path, a strong wind
arose, which by one P.M. had increased to a perfect hurricane, so thickly
charged with snow that, in attempting to cross a bay on our return, we
lost sight of the land by which our course homeward had been guided. In
short, after wandering about for some time, scarcely able to distinguish
each other at the distance of a few paces, we found that we had fairly
lost our way. In this dilemma, we set two of the five dogs loose from
the sledge, in the hope that they would act as guides better than when
drawing; but this proved to be a mistake, as they would not leave the
others. At last, however, they all set off together, taking the sledge
with them and leaving us to our fate. As we afterwards found, they
reached the ship without any difficulty, and, as may readily be supposed,
put every one on board in a perfect fever of terror and anxiety as to
what had become of us. In the meantime, we had gone on floundering over
broken ice, until we had once more stumbled on the land, but where or
what the land was we had fallen upon, nobody knew. It was something
certainly to know we were not marching over the Inlet or out to sea,
in which case we would have marched on, and in all probability never
returned; but in other respects we had rather lost than gained by getting
on terra firma.
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