Next day was calmer, but on the 27th, to quote one of the diaries, they experienced "the most wretched weather conceivable.

Raining all night and day, and blowing hard.

Wet to the skin." The following day brought heavy fog and sleet, and a continuance of the blizzard.

April ended with a terrific windstorm which nearly destroyed the hut.

The one remaining tent had to be dismantled, the pole taken down, and the inhabitants had to lie flat all night under the icy canvas.