so many futile efforts last year all seemed wildly anxious to go ashore. 8 persons first ran over the narrow belt of margin ice and madly began to climb in two gullies excessively steep and ending in inaccessible slope a few hundred feet up. Those ahead shot down a wild profusion of blocks of granite – that some did not get wounded or killed is a marvel. I got the skin boat dragged over the ice and launched in the strip of water that separated the shore ice from the foot of an accessible ravine, the channel of a residual glacier. The slope for 75 ft. at first was very sheer, but inasmuch as it was full of icy snow it was easily ascended b cutting steps with an axe brought from the ship for that purpose. Beyond this there was not the sl...