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
“It was determined by Captain Forsyth boldly to try and break through the
impediment, by forcing the ship under a press of canvas. Accordingly, all
sail was set and the ship was steering direct for the narrowest and most
broken part of the neck. As this was the first and only time the Prince
Albert was made to come direct upon the ice to break it with the force
she would derive from a press of sail, we were all anxious to see how she
would stand it; and right well did she bear the test. The two mates were
aloft in the ‘crow’s nest’ to _con_ the vessel; I was standing on the
extreme point of her bow and holding on by the fore-stay to direct her
movement when immediately upon the ice; and Captain Forsyth was by the
side of the helmsman. Every man was at some particular station, and ready
to perform anything that was instantly required of him. Cook and steward
were also on deck; and throughout the ship an almost breathless anxiety
prevailed; for, it must be remembered, it was not a large and powerful
ship, but a small, and comparatively fragile one, that was now about to
try of her own accord, and with her own strength, to break a piece of ice
some feet thick, though not very broad. On either side of her were heavy
floes and sconce pieces; and it required the greatest nicety in guiding
her, that she might, in her strongest part, the bow, hit the precise spot
where the neck was weakest, and not come upon any other part where she
could do nothing but severely injure herself.
“On she came, at a rate of full five miles per hour; gaining, as she
proceeded, increased impetus, until she rushed towards it with a speed of
at least eight miles in the hour. The distance from the neck was about
a mile, and the breeze blew steadily upon it. The weakest and narrowest
part was that close to the starboard floe, and to _that_ our eyes were
all directed.
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