–from Ernest Joyce’s account “The South Polar Trail”—
“November 19th, Friday. Up 5.45. Clear. Under way as usual. Going not too good, sinking well in. At 10.30 came across another bergschrund, took photos of same. It is an extraordinary sight. Blue ice about 70 feet from the level of the barrier, crevassed with overhanging snow curtains. The distance before lunch 7-3/4 miles, good going on a bad surface. Lunch noon. Underway 1.
“At 2.30 called a halt, shifted into finneskoe, on account of my feet being badly blistered and painful. If I were in civilization I would not venture two yards, as the blisters on my heels are as large as potatoes. Camped 6 o’clock, 17 miles; we still have 24 miles to reach Hut Point. [That is, Joyce’s 3-man party is on their way home from having laid the Bluff Depot.] Will try and cover that distance tomorrow. Turned in at 8 o’clock, weary, snow-blind and blistered feet. Temp +4.”