–from Douglas Mawson’s account “The Home of the Blizzard”–
“We became very fond of the dogs despite their habit of howling at night and their somewhat wolfish ferocity. They always gave one a welcome, in drift or in sunshine, and though ruled by the law of force, they had a few domestic traits to make them civilized.
“May was a dreaded month because it had been the period of the worst wind and drift during 1912. On this occasion the wind velocities over four weeks were not so high and constant, thought the snowfall was just as persistent. On the 17th and 18th, however, there was an unexpected rise to the nineties. The average over the first twenty-four hours was eighty-three, and on the 18th it attained 93.7 miles per hour. One terrific rise between 6.30 and 7.30 on the night of the 17th was shown as one hundred and three miles on the anemometer–the record up to that time.”