I studied the wind blowing along the ridge yesterday and came to the conclusion that a comparatively thin shaft of air was moving along the ridge from Erebus. On either side of the ridge it seemed to pour down from the ridge itself—there was practically no wind on the sea ice off Pram Point, and to the westward of Hut Point the frost smoke was drifting to the N.W. The temperature ranges about zero. It seems to be almost...

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On March 31, at 10 a.m., the last depot party started. It consisted of seven men, six sledges, and thirty-six dogs. I did not go myself this time. They had the most beautiful weather to begin their journey—dead calm and brilliantly clear.

At seven o’clock that morning, when I came out of the hut, I saw a sight so beautiful that I shall never forget it...

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Blowing again. Out up Middle Crater forenoon and to top of Observation Hill afternoon. Grand sunset 5.30-7. Sketched up there comfortably for an hour.

Wright and Taylor walked from Pram Point to the Gap on sea ice today and found a number of small fish frozen on the surface—two sizes—and...

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I have spent the morning helping Lieutenant Evans to chop out a path in the lumpy ice down to the sea for our two horses. This is a sign of Departure...

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