Just at daybreak I went over to the 'Endurance' with Wild and Hurley, in order to retrieve some tins of petrol that could be used to boil up milk for the rest of the men.

The ship presented a painful spectacle of chaos and wreck.

The jib-boom and bowsprit had snapped off during the night and now lay at right angles to the ship, with the chains, martingale, and bob-stay dragging them as the vessel quivered and moved in the grinding pack.
The ice had driven over the forecastle and she was well down by the head.

We secured two tins of petrol with some difficulty, and postponed the further examination of the ship until after breakfast.
Jumping across cracks with the tins, we soon reached camp, and built a fireplace out of the triangular water-tight tanks we had ripped from the lifeboat.

This we had done in order to make more room.