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)
Shroud the infuriated elements in the darkness of a polar night, and the
blizzard is presented in a severer aspect. A plunge into the writhing
storm-whirl stamps upon the senses an indelible and awful impression
seldom equalled in the whole gamut of natural experience. The world a
void, grisly, fierce and appalling. We stumble and struggle through
the Stygian gloom; the merciless blast--an incubus of vengeance--stabs,
buffets and freezes; the stinging drift blinds and chokes. In a ruthless
grip we realize that we are
poor windlestraws
On the great, sullen, roaring pool of Time.
It may well be imagined that none of us went out on these occasions
for the pleasure of it. The scientific work required all too frequent
journeys to the instruments at a distance from the Hut, and, in
addition, supplies of ice and stores had to be brought in, while the
dogs needed constant attention.
Every morning, Madigan visited all the meteorological instruments and
changed the daily charts; at times having to feel his way from one place
to the other. Attending to the exposed instruments in a high wind with
low temperature was bad enough, but with suffocating drift difficulties
were increased tenfold.
Around the Hut there was a small fraternity who chose the outside
veranda as a rendezvous. Here the latest gossip was exchanged, and the
weather invariably discussed in forcible terms. There was Whetter, who
replenished the water-supply from the unfailing fountain-head of the
glacier. For cooking, washing clothes and for photographic and other
purposes, eighteen men consumed a good deal of water, and, to keep up
with the demand, Whetter piled up many hardly-won boxes of ice in
the veranda. Close unearthed coal briquettes from the heap outside,
shovelled tons of snow from the veranda and made himself useful and
amiable to every one. Murphy, our stand-by in small talk, travel,
history, literature and what not, was the versatile storeman. The store
in the veranda was continually invaded by similar snow to that which
covered the provision boxes outside. To keep the veranda cleared, renew
the supplies and satisfy the demands of the kitchen required no other
than Murphy. Ninnis and Mertz completed the "Veranda Club," to which
honorary members from within the Hut were constantly being added.
The meteorological instruments, carefully nursed and housed though they
were, were bound to suffer in such a climate. Correll, who was well
fitted out with a lathe and all the requirements for instrument-making,
attended to repairs, doing splendid service. The anemometer gave the
greatest trouble, and, before Correll had finished with it, most of the
working parts had been replaced in stronger metal.
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