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 has been stated that tabular bergs are typical of the Antarctic as
opposed to the Arctic. This diversity is explained by a difference in
the glacial conditions. In the north, glaciation is not so marked and,
as a rule, coastal areas are free from ice, except for valley-glaciers
which transport ice from the high interior down to sea-level. There,
the summer temperature is so warm that the lower parts of the glaciers
become much decayed, and, reaching the sea, break up readily into
numerous irregular, pinnacled bergs of clear ice. In the south, the
tabular forms result from the fact that the average annual temperature
is colder than that prevailing at the northern axis of the earth. They
are so formed because, even at sea-level, no appreciable amount of
thawing takes place in midsummer. The inland ice pushes out to sea in
enormous masses, and remains floating long before it "calves" to form
bergs. Even though its surface has been thrown into ridges as it was
creeping over the uneven land, all are reduced to a dead level or
slightly undulating plain, in the free-floating condition, and are still
further effaced by dense drifts and repeated falls of snow descending
upon them. The upper portion of a table-topped berg consists, therefore,
of consolidated snow; neither temperature nor pressure having been
sufficient to metamorphose it into clear ice. Such a berg in old age
becomes worn into an irregular shape by the action of waves and weather,
and often completely capsizes, exposing its corroded basement.
A light fog obscured the surrounding sea and distant bergs glided by
like spectres. A monstrous block on the starboard side had not been long
adrift, for it showed but slight signs of weathering.
The fog thickened over a grey swell that shimmered with an oily lustre.
At 7 P.M. pack-ice came suddenly to view, and towards it we steered,
vainly peering through the mists ahead in search of a passage. The
ice was closely packed, the pieces being small and wellworn. On the
outskirts was a light brash which steadily gave place to a heavier
variety, composed of larger and more angular fragments. A swishing
murmur like the wind in the tree-tops came from the great expanse. It
was alabaster-white and through the small, separate chips was diffused
a pale lilac coloration. The larger chunks, by their motion and exposure
to wind and current, had a circle of clear water; the deep sea-blue
hovering round their water-worn niches. Here and there appeared the
ochreous-yellow colour of adhering films of diatoms.
As we could not see what lay beyond, and the pack was becoming heavier,
the ship was swung round and headed out.
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