The clouds lifted and before us lie the Admiralty Range, Mount Sabine being most visible, its peaks touched by snow glinting in the sky. They are still over 100 miles away, but a glorious sight!
Cherry came up all wrapped in his blankets to look, I think Atkinson had woken him.
Someone is running all up and down the ship ringing in the new year with the dinner bell.
It might be midnight, but the sun shines bright, and the fresh bracing air makes being on deck an exhilarating experience.
I wonder what trials the new year will bring, and where I shall be a year from now. In some stark place with the Pole in my hand no doubt!
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