OFF STOllOE. 
41.3 
In llie morning of tlie 24th we imule the pack ; 
more to the south, therefore, than last year. It ap- 
peared at first like a firm neck, extending out among 
heavy bergs well into Haroe Island ; and rememher- 
ing our last year’s experience, we moved cautiously. 
But after a while, our captain, now perhaps the best 
ice-master afloat, determined on boring. The dolphin- 
striker was triced up, the boats w’ere taken on hoard, 
and the old sounds of conning the helm began again. 
This time we were lucky. In four hours we were 
through the tongue of the pack, and out in nearly an 
open sea. 
AVe did not move long, however, before the navi- 
gation became embarrassed. The ice between Cape 
Lawson and Storoe was too compact to be wedged 
aside ; and after some rude encounters with the floes, 
and a narrow escape from a reef of rocks which Cap- 
tain G-raah’s charts do not mention, we found our- 
selves, on the 25th, nearly embayed by the noble head- 
lands off Ovinde Oerrne. The ice, in a horseshoe 
