Sunday, January 24, 2010

23 January, 1911

The ice in North Bay has gone out, and is going out rapidly everywhere. This means we shall have to get going on our depot journey immediately. Thus there has been an intense push to get things ready; both for the depot journey and for the ship, which shall sail with our lists of provisions to bring back to us next year.

I know the men are tired -- they have been scribbling their own personal letters to send back with the ship in between all of their tasks, and catching food and sleep where they can. We raise at 5am.

Bowers has been remarkable, seeing as he has had a necessary hand in both purposes - he knows where everything is and how much of it we have now and how much we can expect to have of it in the future. I don't know what I would do without him. He is looking rather tired though. I wonder if he has slept at all in the past few days?

Here is a photograph of our happy home in its merry disarray of crates of supplies.

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