On the 20th we experienced the worst blizzard we had had up to that time, though worse were to come after landing on Elephant Island.

Thick snow fell, making it impossible to see the camp from thirty yards off.

To go outside for a moment entailed getting covered all over with fine powdery snow, which required a great deal of brushing off before one could enter again.
As the blizzard eased up, the temperature dropped and it became bitterly cold.

In our weak condition, with torn, greasy clothes, we felt these sudden variations in temperature much more than we otherwise would have done.

A calm, clear, magnificently warm day followed, and next day came a strong southerly blizzard.