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graphs here but somehow when the light was good 
enough and I had the time, my camera would be 
back in camp and when I had my camera with me 
we would be on the march and I had no time to 
play photographer. Taking pictures was no sine¬ 
cure on this trip, anyway, because the cold seemed 
to affect the shutter and the unrolling of the films. 
If George Borup had been with us as he was with 
Peary on our North Pole trip, what a great collec¬ 
tion of photographs he could have taken! 
March 4, at about four p. m., we finished 
working through the rafter and came out on the 
smoother ice on its landward side. Mamen, 
Kataktovick and I spent the day sledging supplies 
across from the camp on the farther side and when 
the road was finished we all went back for the last 
load. It was not until eight p. m. that we had all 
our supplies at the new camp and we had to do the 
last of the work in the dark; the Eskimo had built 
three igloos while we were sledging. It had taken 
us four days to get across a distance of three miles. 
From the shore side it was easy to see the basis of 
the formation of such rafters. A storm causes the 
moving ice to smash against and slide over the still 
ice and the pressure of the “irresistible force meet¬ 
ing the immovable body” throws the ice into fan¬ 
tastic, mountainous formations that are as weird 
