The party made only three and a half miles on March 3.  They were finding the sledge exceedingly heavy to pull, and Mackintosh decided to remove the outer runners and scrape the bottom.  These runners should have been taken off before the party started, and the lower runners polished smooth.  He also left behind all spare gear, including dog-harness in order to reduce weight, and found the lighter sledge easier to pull.  The temperature that night was -28° Fahr., the lowest recorded during the journey up to that time.  “We are struggling along at a mile an hour,” wrote Mackintosh on the 5th.  “It is a very hard pull, the surface being very sticky.  Pinkey still accompanies us.  We hope we can get him in.  He is getting all he wants to eat.  So he ought.”  The conditions of travel changed the next day.  A southerly wind made possible the use of the sail, and the trouble was to prevent the sledge bounding ahead over rough sastrugi and capsizing.  The handling of ropes and the sail caused many frost-bites, and occasionally the men were dragged along the surface by the sledge.  The remaining dog collapsed during the afternoon and had to be left behind.  Mackintosh did not feel that he could afford to reduce the pace.  The sledge-meter, had got out of order, so the distance covered in the day was not recorded.  The wind increased during the night, and by the morning of the 7th was blowing with blizzard force.  The party did not move again until the morning of the 8th.  They were still finding the sledge very heavy and were disappointed at their slow progress, their marches being six to eight miles a day.  On the 10th they got the Bluff Peak in line with Mount Discovery.  My instructions had been that the Bluff depot should be laid on this line, and as the depot had been placed north of the line on the outward journey, owing to thick weather making it impossible to pick up the landmarks, Mackintosh intended now to move the stores to the proper place.  He sighted the depot flag about four miles away, and after pitching camp at the new depot site, he went across with Joyce and Wild and found the stores as he had left them.

“We loaded the sledge with the stores, placed the large mark flag on the sledge, and proceeded back to our tent, which was now out of sight.  Indeed it was not wise to come out as we did without tent or bag.  We had taken the chance, as the weather had promised fine.  As we proceeded it grew darker and darker, and eventually we were travelling by only the light of stars, the sun having dipped.  After four and a half hours we sighted the little green tent.  It was hard pulling the last two hours and weird travelling in the dark.  We have put in a good day, having had fourteen hours’ solid marching.  We are now sitting in here enjoying a very excellent thick hoosh.  A light has been improvised out of an old tin with methylated spirit.”