"We came along at a great rate and should have got within an easy march of our depot," Scott wrote, "had not Wilson suddenly discovered that Evans' nose was frostbitten -- it was white and hard. We thought it best to camp at 6.45.... There is no doubt Evans is a good deal run down -- his fingers are badly blistered and his nose is rather seriously congested with frequent frost bites. He is very much annoyed with himself, which is not a good sign. I think Wilson, Bowers and I are as fit as possible under the circumstances. Oates gets cold feet. One way and another, I shall be glad to get off the summit!... The weather seems to be breaking up. Pray God we have something of a track to follow to the Three Degree Depôt." 
 R.F. Scott, diary, 23 January, 1912, quoted in Scott's Last Expedition, v.1.