314 WITH SCOTT : THE SILVER LINING 



confronting us in the vicinity of Cape Evans. The sun- 

 light made it possible to go longer distances, and I examined 

 Inaccessible Island, Turk's Head, Tent Island, Glacier Tongue, 

 and Cape Royds in greater detail than I had been able to do 

 before. Thus on the 4th October I tramped six miles south 

 to join the survey party at Turk's Head. 



Captain Scott had brought down a bicycle — given by a 

 New Zealand firm — on representations from Day and myself. 

 I had ridden many miles over snow in France, and thought it 

 would be useful for short trips round headquarters on the sea 

 ice. I got it out this day, but could not find the pump, and 

 so did not use the bicycle. 



I reached Turk's Head about noon, and found the survey 

 tent ; but the party were four hundred feet up on top of 

 Turk's Head. I could just see Debenham on the summit, 

 and got a photograph with his figure on the sky-line. 



It was tolerably easy to climb up the north-east gully, and 

 so attain the cup-shaped hollow on the summit, which enclosed 

 a small frozen tarn. Wonderful crags bounded the Bluff to 

 the south. Great pinnacles and couloirs etched out of the 

 basic lava cliffs, due to the biting breath of the southern 

 blizzard. At the head of the bay, to the north, were steep 

 ice-falls. These moulded themselves round slender jagged 

 pinnacles of rock, which one would expect to have been eroded 

 with great ease by almost any type of glacier. 



We marched back to the survey tent in a cove two miles 

 north, and ate the currant cake which I had provided for lunch. 

 Great ice-falls came into the cove, and a huge cave was formed 

 where they shot over the cliff. It was thirty feet high, and 

 went a long way into the glacier. The sea-ice near the tent 

 was ridged into pressure waves eight feet high by the thrust 

 of this glacier. I heard that they had altered in shape while 

 the party had been there. It was amazing to me to find so 

 little trace of polishing or planation under this huge glacier. 

 We returned close to another low outcrop called the " Slipper," 

 and closely examined it. There was practically no sign of 

 glacial action on the rock surface just below the ice. Of 

 course kenyte is somewhat friable, and we occasionally found 

 coarse bruised grooves marked on the side of a boulder, but 

 never any definite striae or polishing. 



Perhaps the most interesting event of the day was that we 



