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<strong>“An important missing story from the heroic age of Antarctic exploration.”—Laurence Gonzales, author of <em>Deep Survival</em></strong> On January 17, 1913, alone and near starvation, Douglas Mawson, leader of the Australasian Antarctic Expedition, was hauling a sledge to get back to base camp. The dogs were gone. Now Mawson himself plunged through a snow bridge, dangling over an abyss by the sledge harness. A line of poetry gave him the will to haul himself back to the surface. Mawson was sometimes reduced to crawling, and one night he discovered that the soles of his feet had completely detached from the flesh beneath. On February 8, when he staggered back to base, his features unrecognizably skeletal, the first teammate to reach him blurted out, “Which one are you?” This thrilling and almost unbelievable account establishes Mawson in his rightful place as one of the greatest polar explorers and expedition leaders. It is illustrated by a trove of Frank Hurley’s famous Antarctic photographs, many never before published in the United States.
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Alone on the Ice, David Roberts
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- Année de publication
- 2014
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- Titre
- Alone on the Ice
- Sous-titre
- The Greatest Survival Story in the History of Exploration
- Langue
- Anglais
- Auteurs
- David Roberts
- Éditeur
- W. W. Norton & Company
- Publié
- 2014
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 368
- ISBN10
- 0393347788
- ISBN13
- 9780393347784
- Séries
- Mots clés
- Nonfiction, Thème historique, Cartes et voyages, Histoires vraies, Biographies, Histoire, Voyage, Aventure, Survie
- Évaluation
- 3,75 sur 5
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- <strong>“An important missing story from the heroic age of Antarctic exploration.”—Laurence Gonzales, author of <em>Deep Survival</em></strong> On January 17, 1913, alone and near starvation, Douglas Mawson, leader of the Australasian Antarctic Expedition, was hauling a sledge to get back to base camp. The dogs were gone. Now Mawson himself plunged through a snow bridge, dangling over an abyss by the sledge harness. A line of poetry gave him the will to haul himself back to the surface. Mawson was sometimes reduced to crawling, and one night he discovered that the soles of his feet had completely detached from the flesh beneath. On February 8, when he staggered back to base, his features unrecognizably skeletal, the first teammate to reach him blurted out, “Which one are you?” This thrilling and almost unbelievable account establishes Mawson in his rightful place as one of the greatest polar explorers and expedition leaders. It is illustrated by a trove of Frank Hurley’s famous Antarctic photographs, many never before published in the United States.




