The Nome nugget., 1938-01-17
ADVENTURES NEAR HANSEN LAND-SKETCH OF CAMP
 CONDITIONS

ago at the North Pole, Is Stlll drifting eastward. According to advices received in Fairbanks on January 4th by M. B. Beliakov, local Soviet representative, the camp was at latitude 79 degrees and 36 minutes north, and seven degrees 10 minutes east of the Greenwich Meridian.
 In other words the camp now is a little northWard of the area lying between the north coast of Greenland and Nansen Land. This means practically due north of the northernmost reach of Nor way, and bearing easterly oppos- ite the northern coast of Russia, almost opposite Parents Saa, whi ch is North of the White Sea.
 In their long drifting journey the adventures have encircled the greater portion of the circle lying about the pole, having pass ed all American and Canadian territory, and again facing the vast Arctic coastline of Russia.
 Sketch of Camp
 An interesting sketch of the Soviet Polar camp and life and experiences of the men appeared recently in the Moscow Daily News, printed in English. It is over the name of E. Krenkel, one of the Polar party, and reads as follows:
 The drifting ice foe can no longer be called the most north ern foe on the earth's sphere. We have left the northern part of Greenland behind us.
 The last strong wind caused wide Assures and formed new piles of pack ice but full moon makes walking across the banks of snow very much easier. These banks change with every new wind, and we become aware of them chiefly with our bodies, by falling and stumbling.
 Our camp can be seen from a distance of 10 to Is meters. Fyo- dorov's ice-built observatory spar kles like precious stone. The bulbs of flashlights are burning -Zhenya Fyodorov is making observations. Around the tent is a wide passageway. It is not particularly pleasant here during a snowstorm. The fine snow pen etrates even the thickest clothing. Somewhat behind lies a snow drift, and further off there is a levsl stretch of snow. The sound of our steps over the firm, crisp snow and the remarks that any of us make about the snoWdrlfts that we encounter are audible over a great distance.
 Cake With Icing
 Our tent is like a cake that has lots of icing on it. One lone cur rant sticks up out of it-the black insulator of the antenna. The foyer" is closed securely by a triple door-a curtain. When you go in, fasten it, for otherwise the curtain will flap. The floor of the foyer is taken up for four pairs of socalled "tapochki' Clght sport shoes). You could easily bathe two-months infant in any one of them. AS you crawl in, be sure to crouch as low as pos sible, otherwise you'll get neck full of snow. The kitchen is to the left. We'll visit that next time.
 Take off your boots and sweep the snow off with a broom. You do that on a step of ice, which is covered with fur. For long time our dog, Happy, interfer- ed with our walking here. He was driven away on account of his unwholesome interest in but ter.
 Rubber Door
 The rubber door with it's fur lining is difficult to open. It is held in place by lengths of rub Der which are fastened to the stays of the tent. Sim months experience has taught us how to pass through the door agilely, ev- en when carrying hot tea-kettles and pots. By the way, we must c@o- o,oa o-l for oil p- 11i, 1T o1,r