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5 May

Posted on May 05, 2011 by Captain P. Fawcett

Excerpt from 6 April:

After a robust breakfast of salted cod and boiled eggs we meet Frodo and Lars Petter, our Sami guides. They will travel with us, equipping the endeavour with our dog teams and sleds. Six dogs per man although the somewhat tubby Blinky requires eight. Baldur, Loki, Odin, Tor, Wotan and Freya have my watch, lithe, strong, Siberian huskies that I will come to know and love and who will, without complaint literally pull me through thick and thin.

We are setting off days later than I would have hoped. There is no room for further delay. To misquote the Bard, ‘cry havoc and let slip the dogs of quest'. We are in hot pursuit of Fridtjof Nansen, the famed Norwegian explorer who intends to scupper our resolve to be the first to locate and navigate a way through the South East passage.

Applying a liberal dollop of my patent pomade as a means to maintaining a stiff upper lip regardless. I holler ‘forward', at last we're off, into the unknown.

God Speed and may the best man win. What.

C.F.

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