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load, and said good-bye on the sea-ice to those men with 
whom we had already worked so long, to Campbell and his 
five companions who were to suffer so much, to cheery 
Pennell and his ship’s company. 
Before we left, Scott thanked Pennell and his men “ for 
their splendid work. They have behaved like bricks, anda 
finer lot of men never sailed in a ship. .. . It was a little 
sad to say farewell to all these good fellows and Campbell 
and his men. I do most heartily trust that all will be suc- 
cessful in their ventures, for indeed their unselfishness 
and their generous high spirit deserve reward. God bless 
them.” 
Four of that Depot party were never to see these men 
again, and Pennell, Commander of the Queen Mary, went 
down with his ship in the battle of Jutland. 
Two days later, January 28, we sledged our first loads 
on to the Barrier. By that day we had done nearly ninety 
miles of relay work, first from the ship at Glacier Tongue 
to our camp off Hut Point, and then onwards. Those first 
days of sledging were wonderful! What memories they 
must have brought to Scott and Wilson when to us, who 
had never seen them before, these much-discussed land- 
marks were almost like old friends. As we made our way 
over the frozen sea every seal-hole was of interest, and every 
type of wind-swept snow a novelty. The peak of Terror 
opened out behind the crater of Erebus, and we walked 
under Castle Rock and Danger Slope until, rounding the 
promontory, we saw the little jagged Hut Point, and on it 
the cross placed there to Vince’s memory, all unchanged. 
There was the old Discovery hut and the Bay in which 
the Discovery lay, and from which she was almost miracu- 
lously freed at the last moment, only to be flung upon the 
shoal which runs out from the Point, where some tins of the 
old Discovery days lie on the bottom still and glint in the 
evening sun. And round about the Bay were the Heights 
of which we had read, Observation Hill, and Crater Hill 
separated from it by The Gap—through which the wind 
was streaming; of course it was, for this must be the 
famous Hut Point wind. 
