H6 SCOTT'S LAST EXPEDITION [January 
again after breakfast. The Antarctic teaches one patience 
if nothing else. 
We are fairly sheltered, but can hear the wind roaring 
in the crags on the side of the glacier, and the snow and 
drift are so thick that we can only see a few yards. Occa- 
sionally in the lulls we can see the blue icefalls looming up 
through the drift, and then everything shuts down again. 
The conditions remained the same until breakfast on 
January 19, when it began to clear from the southward. 
We started away after breakfast with the surface awful, 
and the snow so deep I doubt if we should have got the 
sledges along at all if we had not had ski, which enabled 
us to break a trail. As soon as it was clear to the north- 
ward, Priestley and I climbed the slopes on our left on 
ski, leaving the remainder halted at the bottom. The 
view from the ridge was not promising. The icefalls 
reached right up to the ridge, a mass of seracs and crevasses 
as far as we could see, and I decided to return and try 
the Boomerang Glacier, which lay a few miles south of us. 
The sun now came out, and in the deep sticky surface it 
took all six of us to pull one sledge. We had to relay all 
the way, and it was six o'clock before we reached the 
N. lateral moraine of the Boomerang Glacier, where we 
camped. 
January 20. — After breakfast we divided into two 
parties. I, taking Levick and Dickason, climbed the 
mountain on the N. side of the glacier. Priestley, taking 
Abbott and Browning, went up the glacier on the moraine, 
where Priestley wanted to collect. 
