Together with thirteen other crewmembers I left the ship to her aimless course and set off on foot toward Franz Josef Land, in search of an inhabited shore.Īlthough it is not overly long since I left, I find it somewhat difficult to re-create from memory a complete picture of those dismal weeks and months on board the Saint Anna. In October 1912, she had become icebound in the Kara Sea at latitude 71'45'' north, unable to advance or retreat, She had been drifting northward for a year and a half off Franz Josef Land. The ship was completely trapped by the ice pack. How many weeks and months have gone by since the day I left the Saint Anna and bade farewell to Lieutenant Brusilov! Little did I know that our separation was to be forever. An Epic Story of Survival in the Siberian Arctic
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