temperature around 20 to 30 degrees below zero.
It seemed a serious predicament, but by dipping around the shore line, under the snow, we got enough wood to boil our kettle.
It was too cold to sleep there, so we “cached” our loads and returned to Stoney Island, a nice evenings constitutional of 32 miles.
Luckily we didn’t have to waste time cooking corn meal and tallow for the dogs, we just threw them a few fish and rolled into our blankets. Dogs, provided they are not vicious are left loose at night, curling up in the snow, with their noses tucked in under the tail, and if snow falls during the night, completely hidden by morning. Even whilst still in harness they can lie down and have a good rest.
