We took a couple of photographs, then carried on to the east.

At last we found a passage through, and carried on through smaller crevasses to Mount Hope, or we hoped it was the mountain by that name.

We can see a great glacier ahead which we take for the Beardmore, which this mountain is on, but the position on the chart seems wrong.

[It was not .-- E.H.S.] We nearly arrived at the ice-foot when Richards saw something to the right, which turned out to be two of Captain Scott's sledges, upright, but three- quarters buried in snow.

Then we knew for certain this was the place we had struggled to get to.