After four and a half hours we sighted the little green tent.

It was hard pulling the last two hours and weird travelling in the dark.

We have put in a good day, having had fourteen hours' solid marching.

We are now sitting in here enjoying a very excellent thick hoosh.

A light has been improvised out of an old tin with methylated spirit." The party spent the next day in their sleeping-bags, while a blizzard raged outside.