One sledge had been broken up to repair the others, three had been taken back with the returning parties, and two were left at this camp to be utilized on the return.

Of the sledges that now went on, seven were the new type of Peary sledge and five were the old Eskimo pattern.
After saying good-by to MacMillan I followed the other three divisions to the north, bringing up the rear as previously.

The going in this march was similar to that of the previous one, fairly good, as it was over the old floes.

The soreness in my fractured leg which had troubled me more or less all the way from Cape Columbia was now almost entirely gone.
Late in the afternoon we began to hear loud reports and rumblings among the floes, as well as the more sibilant sound of the raftering young ice in various directions.

This meant more open water ahead of us.