Gran, Oates, and Bowers went on ski towards a reported island about which there had been some difference of opinion.

I felt certain it was a berg, and it proved to be so; only of a very curious dome shape with very low cliffs all about.
Fires were ordered for 12, and at 11.30 we started steaming with plain sail set.

We made, and are making fair progress on the whole, but it is very uneven.

We escaped from the heavy floes about us into much thinner pack, then through two water holes, then back to the thinner pack consisting of thin floes of large area fairly easily broken.

All went well till we struck heavy floes again, then for half an hour we stopped dead.