–from Amundsen’s account “To the South Pole”– “Two days of fresh south-east wind took us comparatively quickly past the Balleny Islands, and on February 9 we could congratulate ourselves on being well out of the south frigid zone. It was with joy that we had crossed the Antarctic Circle over a year ago, going south; … More February 9-10, 1912: The Fram heads north, out of the frigid zone
–from his account, “To the South Pole”– “The journey from 80 S. to Framheim has been so often described that there is nothing new to say about it. On January 25, at 4 a.m., we reached our good little house again, with two sledges and eleven dogs; men and animals all hale and hearty. “We … More January 25, 1912: Amundsen reaches home base–Framheim
From Amundsen’s account: “At last we got away, on October 19. The weather for the past few days had not been altogether reliable; now windy, now calm–now snowing, now clear: regular spring weather, in other words. That day it continued unsettled; it was misty and think in the morning, and did not primise well for … More At Framheim: October 19, 1911. Amundsen departs for the Pole
From Amundsen’s account: “On September 29 a still more certain sign of spring appeared–a flight of Antarctic petrels. They came flying up to us to bring the news that now spring had come–this time in earnest. We were delighted to see thise fine, swift birds again. They flew round the house several times to see … More Antarctic Spring: Framheim, September 29, 1911
from Amundsen’s recollections, late August 1911 “–I’d give something to know how far Scott is today.– “–Oh, he’s not out yet, bless you! It’s much too cold for his ponies.– “–Ah, but how do you know they have it as cold as this? I expect it’s far warmer where they are, among the mountains; and … More The race for the South Pole: Amundsen feels the heat
From Amundsen’s diary August 23, 1911, at Framheim on the Bay of Whales: “I tried to work up a little poetry—’the ever-restless spirit of man’—’the mysterious, awe-inspiring wilderness of ice’—but it was no good; I suppose it was too early in the morning. I abandoned my efforts, after coming to the conclusion that each sledge … More Amundsen waxes poetic
Scott’s men on Ross Island were not alone in the Antarctic that winter. Four hundred miles to the east, in a hut built on the Barrier Ice, Roald Amundsen and his eighteen men were snugly settled in at their own base, called Framheim. Like Scott’s men, Amundsen’s were making good use of the winter months … More Four hundred miles to the east. . . .