86 WITH SCOTT: THE SILVER LINING 



the bay, instead of its old-time surface of sea-ice, was a sheet 

 of open water, with two stranded bergs in one corner. 

 Obviously it was no better as a landing-place than Cape 

 Crozier had been. The hut looked in good order, though 

 the door had apparently been broken in, but we could not 

 see many details, for it was essential to push south and see 

 how much ice had broken away. An hour later we reached 

 Inaccessible Island, and here a solid wall of sea-ice prevented 

 all further progress. Forty-eight hours of coast observation 

 caused one watcher to retire to his bunk. On returning to 

 the deck I found that the Terra Nova had come to a standstill 

 against the sea-ice, about a mile south-east of Inaccessible 

 Island, and the same distance from the shore. Here on a 

 large area of dark eruptive rock — freed from snow at this 

 season — we are building our hut. In the future the locality 

 will be known as Cape Evans. 



