Endurance

The Endurance

Frank Hurley :: Sclater penguin, from [Exhibition of pictures taken during the Australasian Antarctic Expedition and other photographic studies], 1911-1914 / src: State Library of New South Wales 

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A football or rugby game between sailors and officers, in front of HMS Terror, during the Back arctic expedition 1836, by first lieutenant William Smyth 1836

The barque Europa on her way to the Antarctic

Arctic Circle Springtime Gothic

Someone looks at your snow pictures. “Must be cold there up North!” You look at the thermometre. Sub-zero frost. “Yeah.” You’re so hot as you stand in the blazing snow field that you feel like the Scottish twitter user, as if ye wrapped yersel up in tinfoil and crawled inty the microwave tae blow yerself up tae fuck.

There is a strange glowing orb in the sky, white and distant. It stays there for over three hours. It hurts your eyes. You no longer know its name, but it does make you see colours you had already forgotten. It follows you.

“Flower!” someone says. “Green leaves and grass!” You stare numbly at the snow. “Running water!” You hesitate to tell them that you haven’t seen even a hint of dry, barren earth in months.

Yesterday you wore three winter coats, leather mittens and a woolly hat. Yes. Today is t-shirt weather. Tomorrow you know you shall need thicker three coats.

“i would be fangirling so hard if i met him” but im talking about my favorite scraps of fabric from the franklin expedition

the exact opposite of "damn and they'll have to deal with godzilla too" happens to people who watch the terror and message me like "what do you mean there's a creature"