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Last Camp -

  The snow battered our faces

  As we trod this barren white land

  Freezing was not an option now...

  For we felt nothing of our limbs

  Five miles a day was the goal

  The Devil blocking every inch of our way

  In our tents the four of us laid

  In quiet solitude

  Reflecting on life's hurdles -

  It can't be long before we make next camp!

  Said one in dithering frost bitten anticipation

  One started to write with frost bitten fingers

  In his log about the journey

  The entries were getting shorter -

  He managed to finish the last sentence...

  Looked at the others who were sleeping

  Knowing this was the end...he prayed for his family
  the King and England...his last thoughts before drifting off
  into that never ending sleep...

       'I hope the world remembers us'


         Capt Robert Falcon Scott


Written By B.R.Walker
Copywriter 2008

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