August 14th 1914
So,the day has finally arrived – the day Endurance and I leave to begin our journey to the southernmost region on earth – Antarctica.
The day began as normal – First off, I was woken by my dog (I thought I would have been too excited to sleep, but that was not the case). I got my sailor suit on, made my way down to Plymouth Dock, and to my surprise, saw a few old friends of mine that had also been recruited for treacherous, yet life-changing expedition .
The room on board is not very….well, roomy, but it’ll do. I guess that I’ll be spending more time on top deck instead of in my cabin.
Unfortunately, none of my relatives were there to bid me farewell, but I saw Harold and Julia, who I hadn’t seen for a long time, so I guess that’s close enough. Then, a queasy feeling came over me. The boat was setting sail. Anxiously, I wondered what mysteries, disasters, memories and species lay ahead. Hopefully, I will encounter some new specimens to forward my career, or ultimately end it altogether…