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the further south we got. Saw Lambert’s Land just before we camped 
at 4.30 a.m. 
The greater part of the ice which we passed during the night of 
July 15th was, though last-year ice, covered with a rather deep layer of 
snow. We passed two very broad lanes, over which we had to raft the 
sledge on a piece of ice. 
Bagatellerne was reached on July 16th at 6 a.m. but without the 
sledge, which got stuck in the deep snow on the floating Inlandice 
between them and Cape Anna Bistrup. 
We had been 8 days on our way from Holm’s Land to Bagatellerne, 
a distance of only 35 miles, with 46 actual sledging hours. This gives 
an hourly average of 0,76 miles, but it must be borne in mind that I 
was not entirely cured of my illness, and that one of our three dogs 
was of no use at all. Further that the trail had been over an area, more 
than half of which was covered by water, which had to be sounded all 
the way across, before we dared to take our sledge out. And last not 
least, the fog forced us to make many unnecessary detours. 
The depot on Bagatellerne consisted of a whole provision-box and 
10 litres of kerosene. The provisions had been dragged away from 
their original-place, and then were left so near the beach that as soon 
as the ice had melted away, any little wave would be able to reach them, 
and furthermore they were lying in a small rivulet. Water had con- 
sequently got into the box through some rather large holes, and all 
that could be mouldy viz: bread etc. was nearly spoiled. The provision- 
tins inside the large box were also rusty, so much that holes were 
found in the tins, and some of the food was consequently spoiled. In 
spite of this damage we found, however, food enough to last us for some 
time with strict economy; we had no bread, butter, sugar or tea, when 
we reached the depot, and only 4kg pemmican besides the dog-feed 
— which by the way the dogs were now sufficiently hungry to eat. With 
the provisions found here and a ration of 34 lbs a day we expected 
to have food enough to last us almost one month, and it seemed incre- 
dible that we should not get game within this period. 
On July 17th we walked southward out over the ice and came to 
the conclusion that we had better stop and try to get some game on 
Hovgaard Island, which was quite near, all the more so as the ice to 
the south of the skerries was very old, hummocky and covered with 
such soft snow that we could not think of taking the sledge across, 
before it had melted away entirely. 
On July 18th at 2 a.m. we erected our tent on the low foreland 
just north of Cape Anna Bistrup. 
It was on a flat stretch of land — 1% mile in breadth and about 
2 miles in length, almost separated from the main land by bights cut- 
ting into it from the north and south, nearly joining each other. This 
foreland was quite clayey save in its southern point, which consisted of a 
