We had not gone very far when in deeper snow we stopped dead.

Try as we would, no movement could be produced.
Reluctantly we unloaded and began the tedious task of relaying.

The work, in spite of the lighter load on the sledge, proved terrific for ourselves and for the dogs.

We struggled for four hours, and then set camp to await the evening, when the sun would not be so fierce and the surface might be better.

I must say I feel somewhat despondent, as we are not getting on as well as I expected, nor do we find it as easy as one would gather from reading." The two parties met again that day.