The Three Voyages of Captain Cook Round the World. Vol. VII. Being the Third of the Third VoyageKing, James
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The Three Voyages of Captain Cook Round the World. Vol. VII. Being the Third of the Third Voyage
King, James
Cook, James, 1728-1779 -- Travel; Explorers -- Great Britain -- Biography; Voyages around the world -- History -- 18th century
As we did not choose to trust to our own skill, we had each of us a man
to drive and guide the sledge, which, from the state the roads were now
in, proved a very laborious business. For, as the thaw had advanced very
considerably in the valleys through which our road lay, we were under
the necessity of keeping along the sides of the hills; and this obliged
our guides, who were provided with snow-shoes for that purpose, to
support the sledges, on the lower side, with their shoulders, for
several miles together. I had a very good-humoured Cossack to attend me,
who was, however, so very unskilful in his business, that we were
overturned almost every minute, to the great entertainment of the rest
of the company. Our party consisted, in all, of ten sledges; that in
which Captain Gore was carried, was made of two lashed together, and
abundantly provided with furs and bear-skins; it had ten dogs, yoked
four abreast; as had also some of those that were heavy laden with
baggage.
When we had proceeded about four miles, it began to rain; which, added
to the darkness of the night, threw us all into confusion. It was at
last agreed, that we should remain where we were till day-light; and
accordingly we came to anchor in the snow (for I cannot better express
the manner in which the sledges were secured), and wrapping ourselves up
in our furs, waited patiently for the morning. About three o’clock we
were called on to set out, our guides being apprehensive, that if we
waited longer, we might be stopped by the thaw, and neither be able to
proceed, nor to return. After encountering many difficulties, which were
principally occasioned by the bad condition of the road, at two in the
afternoon, we got safe to an _ostrog_, called Natcheekin, situated on
the side of a small stream, which falls into the Bolchoireka, a little
way below the town. The distance between Karatchin and Natcheekin is
thirty-eight wersts (or twenty-five miles); and had the hard frost
continued, we should not, by their account, have been more than four
hours in performing it; but the snow was so soft, that the dogs, almost
at every step, sunk up to their bellies; and I was indeed much surprised
at their being at all able to overcome the difficulties of so fatiguing
a journey.
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