1911] GALES 67 
occasional lulls until the 14th. The morning was overcast, with 
- a cold southerly wind, and when I was out for a walk with 
Levick we both got our noses frostbitten. In the evening a 
strong gale blew with drift, and between 1 and 4 a.m. on the 
6th the squalls were of hurricane force. 
The hut shook and creaked, but stood up to it all right, 
though some of the ruberoid on the roof was ripped off, a heavy 
ladder blown some way to leeward, and the outer wall of our 
porch, made of cases and boards, blown in. In the forenoon the 
wind eased a little and we were able to get out and secure what 
we could. The squalls were still so fierce it was impossible 
to stand in them, and one had to ‘ heave to’ on hands and knees 
until they passed. 
All the sea ice had gone out, although it was over 2 feet 
thick, and on the 8th the gale freshened again, and during the 
night the squalls were as hard as any we had had, stones and 
pebbles rattling against the hut. On the gth it eased a little, 
but blew a whole gale until Saturday 13th, when the wind 
dropped. The peninsula had been swept bare of snow, but the 
beach and huts were covered with frozen spray. On the 19th 
the sun left us, but the weather improved, being clear and cold, 
while the temperature dropped to below zero F. By May 28 
the sea ice seemed pretty solid all round us, the temperature 
being — 30° F., and we walked out to the ‘Sisters,’ two pillar 
rocks lying off Cape Adare. The ice here showed heavy pres- 
sure. There are a good number of bergs frozen in to the north- 
ward of us. 
Now the winter cold had set in we were obliged to rig our 
second stove in the hut, finding it impossible to keep the tem- 
perature of the hut above — 25° F. 
On June 1 we had a twenty-four hours’ blizzard, but I am 
thankful to say the sea ice held, except off the north shore, where 
it was driven out for about 100 yards along the beach. 
June 11.—We have had a week of the most glorious calm 
and clear weather, the temperature to-day being — 25° F. 
We have been out to most of the neighbouring bergs, and 
one in Robertson Bay has the most wonderful caves. Levick 
got some very good photographs of these with flash light. Un- 
fortunately Priestley, who was working the flash, got his face 
badly burnt. 
