Elephant Island, April 24 1916
If you ever read this letter, you probably know that we have perished at sea. Unworthy, I have always loved you; but only with Endurance I could ever show my worthiness to you.
Seeing the ship being eaten by ice and spend months of Antarctic night I have accepted, but to set out in our tiny vessel across the stormy sea is just folly, but it is the only way to convince my men that any hope is left.
Tomorrow we will be at the mercy of wind, sea and our carpenter’s adze.
This is one of my favorite pictures ever so I have done some tweaking to the letter which is an imaginary letter sent from Ernest Shackleton before he set out on his desperate mission for South Georgia to be saved from being ice-locked.
Indirectly I have a connection to the story. My father was a professor in geography and one of his predecessors on the same possession was Otto Nordenskjöld who made a similar expedition and met a similar destiny. Actually Shackleton could benefit from that expedition because they could use the house that the Swedish expedition had used to survive the first winter. The difference was that Nordenskjöld was saved by a rescue expedition from Argentina. When I was a kid I once met the widow of Nordenskjöld and I still remember some of the stories she told.
Friday Fictioeers is currently on Reruns while Rochelle finalize the last book in her trilogy.
August 14, 2016