On Thanksgiving, I went with some of the shop snow mobile mechanics to Cape Evans from which Robert Scott launched his ill-fated trip to the geographic South Pole. I hadn't been there since 2006 and it was fantastic to see it again after seeing Shackleton's hut earlier the same month. We had a wonderful ride out to the hut on a glorious Thanksgiving and stopped to explore some Erebus Ice Tongue caves. The ice under the glacier was wild and I felt like I was about to see Luke Skywalker hanging from the ceiling. I'll let the pictures say the rest.
Now into Scott's hut.
|This is where Capt. Scott slept and worked.|
|Below is one of the pics I can recall the most. Very crazy to stand and look at the view above as it is now.|
|I'd love to know the story of this dog, still chained up.|