The Open Polar Sea: A narrative of a voyage of discovery towards the North pole, in the schooner "United States"Hayes, I. I. (Isaac Israel)
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The Open Polar Sea: A narrative of a voyage of discovery towards the North pole, in the schooner "United States"
Hayes, I. I. (Isaac Israel)
Arctic regions; United States (Schooner)
The march to the cache was a very tedious one, but we took it
leisurely, and got through with it in sixteen hours, to find our food
unmolested. The repeated halts to rest the dogs gave me abundant
leisure to search among the limestone cliffs for further fossil
remains, and my exertions were rewarded with a valuable collection. It
is, perhaps, too much to say that they are fossils of the Silurian era,
from a hasty examination; but I think it more than probable.
[Sidenote: THE SHORE-ICE.]
I had also opportunity to measure some of the masses of ice which had
been forced upon the shore. In many places these masses were crowded
together, forming an almost impassable barrier. In other places the
ice-foot had been torn through, and in one spot a table sixty feet in
thickness and forty yards across had been crowded on the sloping shore,
pushing up the loose, rocky _débris_ which lay at the base of the
cliffs; and when the pack that had caused the disturbance had drifted
away, this fragment was left with its lower edge above the tide. Around
it were piled other masses; and, in order to pass it, we were obliged
to climb far up the hill-side.
Our next day's journey was even more difficult, as we became entangled
among deep snow-drifts below Cape Frazer, and, on account of the
rotten condition of the ice lining the shore, we could not take to
the ice-fields. We tried twice, and came near paying dearly for the
experiment. One of the teams got in bodily, and was extricated with
difficulty; while, on the other occasion, I, acting in my usual
capacity of pilot, saved myself from a cold bath with my ice-pole,
which, plunging through the rotten ice and disappearing out of sight,
gave me timely warning; so we put back again to the more secure
land-ice.
In the bay below Cape Napoleon we found, on the following day, secure
footing, and reached Cape Hawks without difficulty, in two more
marches. Thence we proceeded to follow our outward track through
the hummocks. The sledges being now light, and Jensen having so far
improved as to be able to walk, we experienced less embarrassment than
on our outward journey; but the dogs were now in a very different
condition, and lightness of load leveled not the hummocks and made not
the steep places smooth, nor the ice less sharp, nor the snow-crusts
less treacherous. The task was wearisome and exhausting to the last
degree,--a hard struggle, destructive to the energies of men and dogs
alike.
Some snow had fallen, but, fortunately, the wind had drifted it from
our tracks in many places, and we found our way to the small provision
caches which we had left going north, and, luckily, they had all
escaped the observation of the bears except one; but, having made a
good march on the first day from Cape Hawks, we picked up the first
cache we came to, and thus saved a day's food,--a piece of good fortune
which we had not counted upon.
[Sidenote: SIGHTING GREENLAND.]
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