–from Tryggve Gran’s diary, published as “The Norwegian with Scott”–
“3 April. The weather was fine today, and I therefore decided to give the dogs a good work-out. Crean and Archer accompanied me–a real joy ride. The surface was perfect, and off we went at top speed. Up in The Gap [behind the hut], Crean fell off, shortly to be followed by Archer, whereupon the sledge capsized. I grabbed on to the chassis as best I could, and down we went towards South Bay. It was a miracle that I managed to get the sledge back on its runners, but my brake-iron had disappeared and the dogs just carried me away.
“We rushed towards the precipice leading to the sea ice, and at the last moment I chucked myself off to save myself. The sledge went over and with it the first two dogs, but the others had the sense to stop and the situation was saved. [It was a long time before Crean and Archer would accompany me on such a trip again.–TG]”