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2026-03-12
This, however, did not satisfy the Canadian, who that day came to me asking where we were going. “We are going where our Captain’s fancy takes us, Master Ned.” “His fancy cannot take us far, then,” said the Canadian.
2026-03-02
It was no longer either streams, packs, or ice-fields, but an interminable and immovable barrier, formed by mountains soldered together. I knew that to Ned Land, as well as to all other navigators who had preceded us, this was an inevitable obstacle. The sun a...
2026-02-16
We ran by Gibraltar wi’oot bein’ able to signal; an’ till we came to the Dardanelles and had to wait to get our permit to pass, we never were within hail o’ aught. At first I inclined to slack off sail and beat about till the fog was lifted; but whiles, I thoc...
2026-01-08
The wind was very unfavorable to a craft that was unable to sail close to the wind. We were continually reduced to pushing ourselves forward by means of poles. On several occasions the rocks ran far out into deep water and we were compelled to make a long roun...
2025-12-09
It was then the bad season in Australia, the July of that zone corresponding to our January in Europe, but the sea was beautiful and easily scanned round a vast circumference. The 20th of July, the tropic of Capricorn was cut by 105° of longitude, and the 27th...
2025-12-05
In going to Shanghai we should not be forced to sail wide of the Chinese coast, which would be a great advantage, as the currents run northward, and would aid us.” “Pilot,” said Mr. Fogg, “I must take the American steamer at Yokohama, and not at Shanghai or Na...
2025-11-23
On the 18th of February, about three o’clock in the morning, we were at the entrance of the Straits of Gibraltar. There once existed two currents: an upper one, long since recognised, which conveys the waters of the ocean into the basin of the Mediterranean; a...