Long Ago, Far Away
He went back to the main building to get Gail and Captain Moggs. They went out to the 'copter hangar together.
"I've talked to the radar and loran operator," said Soames. "I explained that you wanted to see some crevasses from the air, and I'd be wandering around looking for them on the way to the rookery. He will check on us every fifteen minutes, anyhow."
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The 'copter went up the long, sloping, bulldozed snow-ramp. Soames checked his radio contact. He nodded. The engines hummed and roared and bellowed, and the ship lifted deliberately and floated away over the icy waste.
The little helicopter was very much alone above a landscape which had never known a growing thing.
Soames kept in radar contact and when he was ready he told the base, "I'm going down now, hunting crevasses."
He let the 'copter descend. The waste was featureless, then and for a seemingly interminable time afterward. Then his estimated positio