The Home of the Blizzard: Being the Story of the Australasian Antarctic Expedition, 1911-1914Mawson, Douglas, Sir
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The Home of the Blizzard: Being the Story of the Australasian Antarctic Expedition, 1911-1914
Mawson, Douglas, Sir
Antarctica -- Discovery and exploration; Australasian Antarctic Expedition (1911-1914)
It appeared that Correll, running short of coal during the early
morning hours, had gone out to procure some from the stack. While he was
returning to the entrance, the wind rolled him over a few times, causing
him to lose his bearings. It was blowing a hurricane, the temperature
was -70 F., and the drift-snow was so thick as to be wall-like in
opacity. He abandoned his load of coal, and, after searching about
fruitlessly for some time in the darkness, he decided to wait for dawn.
Hurley found him about twenty yards from the back of the Hut.
The suppression of outdoor occupations reacted in an outburst of indoor
work. The smaller room had been well fitted up as a workshop, and all
kinds of schemes were in progress for adapting our sledging-gear and
instruments to the severe conditions. Correll worked long hours to keep
up with the demands made upon him. Nobody was idle during the day,
for, when there was nothing else to be done, there always remained the
manufacture and alteration of garments and crampons.
As soon as the wind abated to a reasonable velocity, there was a rush to
the outside jobs. Lulls would come unexpectedly, activity inside ceased,
and the Hut, as seen by a spectator, resembled an ants' nest upon which
a strange foot had trodden: eighteen men swarming through the manhole in
rapid succession, hurrying hither and thither.
The neighbouring sea still remained free from an ice-crust. This, of
course, did not mean that freezing was not going on continuously. On the
contrary, the chilling was no doubt accelerated, but the bulk of the
ice was carried off to the north as fast as it was formed. Quantities,
however, remained as ground-ice, anchored to the kelp and stones on the
bottom. Gazing down through the clear waters one saw a white, mamillated
sheath covering the jungle of giant seaweed, recalling a forest after a
heavy snowfall. The ice, instead of being a dead weight bearing down
the branches, tended to float, and, when accumulated in large masses,
sometimes succeeded in rising to the surface, uprooting and lifting
great lengths of seaweed with it. One branching stem, found floating in
the harbour, measured eighteen feet in length.
Whenever a temporary calm intervened, a skin of ice quickly appeared
over the whole surface of the water. In the early stages, this formation
consisted of loose, blade-like crystals, previously floating freely
below the surface and rising by their own buoyancy. At the surface, if
undisturbed, they soon became cemented together. For example, during a
calm interval on April 6, within the interval of an hour, an even crust,
one inch thick, covered the sea. But the wind returned before the ice
was sufficiently strong to resist it, and it all broke up and drifted
away to the north, except a piece which remained wedged firmly between
the sides of the boat harbour.
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