Shackleton confirmed the almost shocking truth of it. They would have to move. There could hardly have been a more demoralizing prospect. Having barely escaped the sea’s hungry grasp a scant twenty-four hours before, now to have to return to it. . . . But the need was indisputable. They could see that only great good fortune had permitted them to land where they were. The cliffs at the head of the beach
Could not get a break.
