1 62 SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [NOVEMBER 



On Sunday the 26th we camped amid a cluster of icebergs 

 not far from a low rocky cape. 



It was very heavy pulling through the snow which had 

 collected around the bergs. As we reached the screw pack at 

 the cape I wished to photograph the great cubes of sea ice thrown 

 20 feet up on to the rocks by previous gales. Gran went ahead, 

 and almost immediately cried out that Granite Harbour was in 

 sight. I hastily climbed up through the granite blocks and there 

 it was; we were right at it! This was Cape Roberts, and it 

 formed the south extremity of the outer part of the harbour. 

 We had arrived three days sooner than the coast charts had led 

 us to expect, and who so joyful as we ! 



Looking north-west we could see a large and deep bay, 

 some ten miles across, very like New Harbour in appearance. 

 It contained two inner fiord valleys of which the southern is 

 occupied by the Mackay Glacier and is much the larger. I took 

 several panorama photos with Forde in the foreground collect- 

 ing skua eggs. Or rather trying to, for they had not laid any 

 yet, though many pairs were evidently considering the subject. 

 Their nests mere hollows two inches deep in the gravel were 

 ready, but they merely sat about on cold feet, and stretched 

 their wings and squawked at us. 



There was a low snow-covered col across the cape and Forde 

 found a feasible track over it which thus avoided the rough 

 screw-pack off the cape. So I agreed to try an ' overland ' route 

 with the sledges. 



Now arose an interesting question. Where was the Rendez- 

 vous Bluff photographed on page 154 in the 'Voyage of the 

 Discovery ' ? After lunch a midnight feast as we were now 

 marching we inspanned and made straight for a hanging gla- 

 cieret we named the ' Spill-over.' We did a long march to ' see 

 round the corner.' We crossed several working cracks and 

 reached a small knob of granite beneath frowning ice cliffs. 

 About here a huge bluff rose into view which we decided must 

 be the Discovery Bluff. It looked rather higher than 500 feet 

 and we saw it from another angle, but no other headland seemed 

 at all similar. I wondered if we were in some other bay alto- 

 gether, for it differed considerably from the Discovery position. 

 We returned from First View Point for our other sledge. On 

 our second trip it seemed as if we would never reach the Point, 



