Through the first Antarctic night, 1898-1899 : $b a narrative of the voyage of the "Belgica" among newly discovered lands and over an unknown sea about the south poleCook, Frederick Albert
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Through the first Antarctic night, 1898-1899 : $b a narrative of the voyage of the "Belgica" among newly discovered lands and over an unknown sea about the south pole
Cook, Frederick Albert
Antarctica; Antarctica -- Discovery and exploration -- Belgian; Belgica (Ship); Voyages and travels
The air is cold and bracing, bringing with it a wine of action which is
opposed to fatigue. With it we seem to require little sleep, keeping
at hard physical and mental work from early morning till midnight.
With the much lower temperature the air is now getting glassy, the fog
is dispersing, and the sky shows signs of clearing, with considerable
colour. Mirages were seen to-night for the first time. All along the
horizon, from the north-east to the south-east, there are elongated,
raised and distorted masses of ice, with their bases resting upon the
water. There seem to be no inverted images, as in the arctic regions.
The sun set in the south-south-west to-night at 7:30. We rarely have
a sky at the edge of the pack permitting a view of this phenomenon,
but we can notice that the days are rapidly getting shorter, and
the light is progressively fading. Only two weeks ago we could take
instantaneous photographs until ten o’clock, but now, a picture taken
at eight is very feeble. With the sun almost perpetually screened by
a black icy mist the sky has remained cheerless and depressing, but
southerly winds seem to brush aside this gloomy curtain. Along the
southern sky to-night there is a streak of gold, fringed with orange
and a suggestion of carmine. At best, however, colours are sparingly
distributed along the outer fringe of this antarctic pack. We have seen
the stars and the moon but once since entering the Pacific, and, to the
present, there have been no auroras visible.
[Illustration: Lecointe Making Observations. The Nautical
Observatory.]
[Illustration: Dobrowolski Measuring the Depth of the Snowfall.]
February 22, 8 A.M.--During the night we have rested easily in a
triangular space of water, which was surrounded by large pans of ice.
At about midnight a half gale of wind came out of the south-south-east
and rushed through the masts with a bitter howl, but the sea remained
quiet, and in our position we rested as peacefully as if in a sheltered
harbour. This changed direction and augmented force of the wind
separated the pack and sent it drifting northerly over the boundless
sea. Taking advantage of this favourable loosening of the grip upon
us, we got up steam at six A. M. and started in a renewed effort to
push southward. The navigation, at best, is extremely difficult. We go
ahead squeezing through breaks in the ice until our headway is barred
by a floe, then we go astern to give the ship time for a new onslaught.
In this way we batter and ram the ice until it seems as though every
timber must break; but excepting the bruising, scraping, and polishing
of her sides, the _Belgica_ receives no hurts. She complains and groans
and cracks and shivers, but she goes on cutting great pans of ice five
feet thick, and pushing aside floes two hundred feet in diameter. She
is ploughing the ice-littered sea like something animate.
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