The Sea: Its Stirring Story of Adventure, Peril, & Heroism. Volume 3Whymper, Frederick
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The Sea: Its Stirring Story of Adventure, Peril, & Heroism. Volume 3
Whymper, Frederick
Adventure and adventurers; Arctic regions; Ocean; Voyages around the world
“But a new enemy came in sight ahead. Directly in our way, just beyond the
line of floe-ice against which we were alternately sliding and thumping,
was a group of bergs. We had no power to avoid them; the only question
was, whether we were to be dashed in pieces against them, or whether they
might not offer us some providential nook of refuge against the storm. But
as we neared them we perceived that they were at some distance from the
floe-edge, and separated from it by an interval of open water. Our hopes
rose as the gale drove us towards this passage and into it; and we were
ready to exult when, from some unexplained cause—probably an eddy of the
wind against the lofty ice-walls—we lost our headway. Almost at the same
moment we saw that the bergs were not at rest, that with a momentum of
their own they were bearing down upon the other ice, and that it must be
our fate to be crushed between the two.
“Just then a broad sconce-piece, or low water-washed berg, came driving up
from the southward. The thought flashed upon me of one of our escapes in
Melville Bay; and as the sconce moved rapidly alongside us, M’Garry
managed to plant an anchor on its slope and hold on to it by a whale line.
It was an anxious moment. Our noble tow-horse, whiter than the pale horse
that seemed to be pursuing us, hauled us bravely on, the spray dashing
over his windward flanks, and his forehead ploughing up the lesser ice as
if in scorn. The bergs encroached upon us as we advanced; our channel
narrowed to a width of perhaps forty feet; we braced the yards to clear
the impending ice-walls.... We passed clear, but it was a close shave—so
close that our port quarter-boat would have been crushed if we had not
taken it in from the davits—and found ourselves under the lee of a berg,
in a comparative open lead. Never did heart-tried men acknowledge with
more gratitude their merciful deliverance from a wretched death.” And so
the narrative continues—a long series of hairbreadth escapes from the
nippings and crushing of the ice. Kane says at this juncture:—
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