“With care and extra fuel we have managed to get through the snowy part of the blizzard with less accumulation of snow than I ever remember, and so everywhere all-round experience is helping us. It continued to blow hard throughout the 27th, and the 28th proved the most unpleasant day of the trip.
“We started facing a very keen, frostbiting wind. Although this slowly increased in force, we pushed doggedly on, halting now and again to bring our frozen features round. It was 2 o’clock before we could find a decen site for a lunch camp under a pressure ridge. The fatigue of the prolonged march told on Simpson, whose whole face was frostbitten at one time–it is still much blistered. . . . .
“We arrived in at 1.15 a.m., pretty well done. The wind never let up for an instant; the temperature remained about -16 degrees and the 21 statute miles which we marched in the day must be remembered amongst the most strenuous in my memory.”
(from R. F. Scott’s diary)