Camp 62
Terrible hard march in the morning; only covered 5.1 miles. Decided to leave depot at lunch camp. Built cairn and left one week's food together with sundry articles of clothing. We are down as close as we can go in the latter. We go forward with eighteen days' food. Yesterday I should have said certain to see us through, but now the surface is beyond words, and if it continues we shall have the greatest difficulty to keep our march long enough.The surface is quite covered with sandy snow, and when the sun shines it is terrible.
Only 85 miles to the Pole, but it is going to be a stiff pull both ways apparently; still we do make progress, which is something. Very difficult steering in uncertain light and with rapidly moving clouds. The clouds don't seem to come from anywhere, form and disperse without visible reason. The surface seems to be growing softer. The meteorological conditions seem to point to an area of variable light winds, and that plot will thicken as we advance.
Could murder a curry.
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