Marched up the hill to Evans’ Camp under Castle Rock. Evans’ party came to meet us and helped us up with the loads – it was a steep, stiff pull; the pony was led up by Oates. As we camped for lunch Atkinson and Gran appeared, the former having been to Hut Point to carry news of the relief. I sent Gran on to Safety Camp to fetch some sugar and chocolate, left Evans, Oates, and Keohane in camp, and marched on with remaining six to Hut Point. It was calm at Evans’ Camp, but blowing hard on the hill and harder at Hut Point. Found the hut in comparative order and slept there.