Lot Essay
'Early on the morning of April 12th the weather improved and the wind dropped ... I told all the boats that directly we could find a suitable floe the cooker would be started and that hot milk and Bovril would soon make us all feel better ... At eight o'clock a respectable floe appeared and we pulled up to it. The galley was landed, and presently the welcome steam rose from the cooking food, as the blubber stove flared and smoked ... Worsley, Crean and I stayed in our respective boats to keep them steady and prevent collisions with the floe, but the other men were able to stretch their limbs and run to and fro in the "kitchen", as somebody called it". (Sir E. Shackleton, op. cit., p. 61).