Cairns: I turn my book galleys in

Golly ned, I turned in the galleys of my new book yesterday. For those of you not familiar with galleys, this is the first round of seeing a book look like a book with titles page, table of contents, illustrations, etc. It is also the last chance I have to make major changes.

I am quite happy with the look of the new book. The title font, which is used throughout for chapter titles and the first few words of each chapter is rather handsome and somewhat old fashioned and dignified. My wife thinks it looks a bit like an old typewriter face. Another friend thought it looked like a font used on tombstones, elegant and permanent. I agree!

Fortunately, I didn’t have any major changes to make in the text. I did pick up a few extraneous words, a June/July dating issue, a misplaced epigraph, some places where there should have been italics and some places where there shouldn’t, and an extra footnote, which could have been ugly. The major changes had to do with a complicated section on carbon dating, where I had omitted a crucial fact, and a sentence on lichen thalli, which you can imagine can be a troubling enterprise to address. I like to think that I worked out a solution that will please even the most opinionated lichenologist.

Right now I feel pretty good about the writing. I don’t mean this to sound like bragging but it is easy to get tired one’s own work in these final stages. I cannot count the number of times I have read the entire book. I usually do this two times: silently with an eye and pencil for editing and out loud, usually without a pencil for editing. I have found that I need to do it this way to pick up words I use too many times and sentence structures that sound odd together.

It is also strange how much the book changes from screen to hard copy to galleys. Each edition reveals something new. I am very happy, too, that I had a diligent copyeditor and am also having a proofreader for I know that I see what isn’t there and don’t see what I should. Plus, I know that I am not very good at punctuation.

So now the publisher will work their magic and incorporate my changes and the ones from the proofreader. They will then send back my final page proofs, with I hope no mistakes. Publication date is mid September.

 

 

Scott’s Well-Traveled Cairn

“I do not think I can write more…For Gods sake look after our people,” wrote Robert Falcon Scott on March 29, 1912. These were the final words he wrote in his journal. At the time he was in a small tent, that he, Dr. Edward Wilson and Lt. Henry Bowers had erected 10 days earlier. They were the final three men left from Scott’s team of five, which had reached the South Pole on January 17.

No one would discover the tent and the frozen bodies until November 12, when surgeon Edward Leicester Atkinson and a search party located the site. Atkinson wrote of their discovery “It was an object partially snowed up and looking like a cairn. Before it were the ski sticks and in front of them a bamboo which was probably the mast of the sledge.” The tent was a quarter of a mile from another cairn and about eleven miles from a food cache known as One Ton Depot.

After thoroughly searching the tent, the men, and the surroundings, during which Atkinson’s party located “35 lbs. of very important geological specimens,” the searchers built a “mighty cairn.” They finished the commemorative ice structure the next day. Atop it rose a rough cross, made from skis, and nearby stood two sledges. Within a metal cylinder, Atkinson left the following record:

‘November 12, 1912, Lat. 79 degrees, 50 mins. South. This cross and cairn are erected over the bodies of Captain Scott, C.V.O., R.N., Doctor E. A. Wilson, M.B. B.C., Cantab., and Lieutenant H. R. Bowers, Royal Indian Marine—a slight token to perpetuate their successful and gallant attempt to reach the Pole. This they did on January 17, 1912, after the Norwegian Expedition had already done so. Inclement weather with lack of fuel was the cause of their death. Also to commemorate their two gallant comrades, Captain L. E. G. Oates of the Inniskilling Dragoons, who walked to his death in a blizzard to save his comrades about eighteen miles south of this position; also of Seaman Edgar Evans, who died at the foot of the Beardmore Glacier. ‘”The Lord gave and the Lord taketh away; blessed be the name of the Lord.”‘

In the century since Scott, Wilson, and Bowers died, their bodies have slowly moved away from their point of death. According to an article by R.K. Headland in the July 2011 Polar Record, the tent was located on about 360 feet of ice on the Ross Ice Shelf. Based on ice movement measurements, the tent and ice cairn have traveled about 37 miles from their original location. They are also buried under 53 feet of ice. Headland further calculated that the bodies will reach the edge of the ice front in another 248 years or so, buried by more than 325 feet of ice, which will put them below sea level.

The bodies will not, however, then just pop out of the ice into the water. Headland writes that they most likely will be “carried off within an iceberg when they get close enough to the ice front.” Ice currents, the iceberg’s size and how it melts will ultimately determine the fate of the men and the cairn. I am guessing by that time, the cairn will be one of, if not, the best traveled cairn in history.