September 24, we turned out early and set off with the determination to reach land that day. This time, too, we were not disappointed. We pushed on fast, as the gradient was often tolerably steep and gave us much help. The wind was fair, too, the ice easy, and everything promising. Some way down a reconnaissance proved necessary, as the ice here got rather rougher. I went on in front and soon found myself upon the brow of an ice-slope which overlooked a beautiful mountain tarn, the surface of which was covered with a sheet of ice. Beyond was a gorge through which a river from the tam ran downwards , while to the right the great glacier sloped evenly down to its end moraine, and would have formed the most magnificent coasting-hill imaginable, but for the stones that lay scattered over its surface. Here was an easy descent for us, and no obstacles to separate us from our goal. I soon had the whole party by me , and we stood enjoying the sight of, the land below. After I had taken a couple of photographs, we set Off down the last ice-slope. It was steep it was steeper perhaps than any we had run down before， and we had to use our brakes ; but the sledges went gaily , and soon we were safe and well upon the frozen tarn below the glacier , with the “ Inland ice ” for ever left behind. We now pushed across the tarn towards the river on the Other side. The ice was not everywhere quite safe ,but by moving carefully we reached the rocks beyond without mishap, took of the “ crampons ” which we had been using the last few days, and like schoolboys released, ran wildly about the shore. Words cannot describe what it was for us only to have the earth and stones again beneath our feet, or the thrill that went through us as we felt the elastic heather on which we trod, and smelt the fragrant scent Of grass and moss. Behind us lay the “ Inland ice, ” its cold , grey slope sinking slowly towards the lake ; before lay the genial land. Away down the valley we could see headland beyond headland, covering and overlapping each Other as far as the eye could reach. Here lay our course ， the way down to the fjord. I’ll return.
[00:02.48]September 24, we turned out early and set off with the determination to reach land that day. [00:08.57]This time, too, we were not disappointed. [00:10.55]We pushed on fast, as the gradient was often tolerably steep and gave us much help. [00:15.81]The wind was fair, too, the ice easy, and everything promising. [00:19.19]Some way down a reconnaissance proved necessary, as the ice here got rather rougher. [00:24.28]I went on in front and soon found myself upon the brow of an ice-slope which overlooked a beautiful mountain tarn, [00:30.54]the surface of which was covered with a sheet of ice. [00:33.88]Beyond was a gorge through which a river from the tam ran downwards , [00:37.44]while to the right the great glacier sloped evenly down to its end moraine, [00:41.53]and would have formed the most magnificent coasting-hill imaginable, [00:44.41]but for the stones that lay scattered over its surface. [00:47.92]Here was an easy descent for us, and no obstacles to separate us from our goal. [00:53.17]I soon had the whole party by me , and we stood enjoying the sight of, the land below. [00:57.62]After I had taken a couple of photographs, we set Off down the last ice-slope. [01:01.65]It was steep it was steeper perhaps than any we had run down before， [01:05.66]and we had to use our brakes ; [01:07.76]but the sledges went gaily , and soon we were safe and well upon the frozen tarn below the glacier , [01:12.51]with the “ Inland ice ” for ever left behind. [01:16.40]We now pushed across the tarn towards the river on the Other side. [01:19.90]The ice was not everywhere quite safe ,but by moving carefully we reached the rocks beyond without mishap, [01:24.99]took of the “ crampons ” which we had been using the last few days, [01:28.06]and like schoolboys released, ran wildly about the shore. [01:31.26]Words cannot describe what it was for us only to have the earth and stones again beneath our feet, [01:36.16]or the thrill that went through us as we felt the elastic heather on which we trod, [01:39.72]and smelt the fragrant scent Of grass and moss. [01:43.00]Behind us lay the “ Inland ice, ” its cold , grey slope sinking slowly towards the lake ; [01:48.28]before lay the genial land. [01:51.26]Away down the valley we could see headland beyond headland, [01:54.09]covering and overlapping each Other as far as the eye could reach. [01:57.28]Here lay our course ， the way down to the fjord. [02:00.19]I’ll return. [02:04.93]
