My thoughts as I entered Shackleton’s Nimrod hut

 

My first look inside the hut. You can see what I mean about Mrs Sam.

My first look inside the hut. You can see what I mean about Mrs Sam.

Soon as I entered the hut I was smiling. This feels like a small country hall. It also felt inviting and uplifting. The huge coal range at the other end of the hut made a statement of warmth, even though it was bloody cold. It felt like home. Im thinking now, it wouldn’t surprise me if Shackleton being the clever man he was, planned for the big Mrs Sam coal range to be placed right there. Well when you think about it, soon as the men entered the door they would see this magnificent looking beast which would have immediately radiated warmth.

Mrs Sam coal range.

Mrs Sam coal range.

Lots of light coming through the generous windows. Whats the other word I’m looking for, oh yes cozy. I am imagining ¬†how the explorers must have felt with the brutal winter storms this must have felt like paradise. During the summer months it must have felt like a beach house with the deep blue of Mc Murdo Sound a few hundred meters from the entrance. The Adelie penguin colony, well thats another story. I could live here, yes this place feels simply nice.

Kitchen.

Kitchen.

 

Cozy corner.

Cozy corner.