Ernest Shackleton (1874–1922)
Author of South: The Story of Shackleton's Last Expedition, 1914-1917
About the Author
Disambiguation Notice:
Please do not combine this author page with the E. H. Shackleton author page, (as there is another author called E. H. Shackleton), nor with any form of the name Lord Shackleton, as that refers to Ernest's son Edward.
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Works by Ernest Shackleton
A Déli Sark hajótöröttjei 3 copies
Shackleton in the Antarctic 3 copies
The Antarctic Exploration Anthology: The Personal Accounts of the Great Antarctic Explorers (Bybliotech Discovery Book 1) (2013) 2 copies
Associated Works
The Ends of the Earth: An Anthology of the Finest Writing on the Arctic and the Antarctic (2007) — Contributor — 136 copies, 8 reviews
The Greatest Sailing Stories Ever Told: Twenty-Seven Unforgettable Stories (2002) — Contributor — 82 copies
Classic Survival Stories: Thirteen Tales of Strength, Determination, and the Will to Live (2004) 19 copies
Stories of the Sea — Contributor — 4 copies
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- Legal name
- Shackleton, Sir Ernest Henry
- Other names
- Shackleton, Sir Ernest
- Birthdate
- 1874-02-15
- Date of death
- 1922-01-05
- Gender
- male
- Education
- Dulwich College, London
- Occupations
- Antarctic explorer
mercantile marine
Lieutenant, Royal Naval Reserve
Major, British Army
Master Mariner
journalist (show all 7)
public lecturer - Organizations
- British Army
Royal Navy Reserves
National Antarctic Expedition
Royal Scottish Geographical Society
British Antarctic Expedition
Imperial Trans-Arctic Expedition (show all 8)
North Russia Expeditionary Force
Shackleton-Rowlett Expedition - Awards and honors
- Royal Victorian Order, 4th class (1907), Commander (1909)
Knighthood (1909)
Polar Metal ( [1904, 1909, 1917])
Vega Medal (1910)
Royal Geographical Society, Gold Medal (1909)
Order of the British Empire (1919) - Relationships
- Leadbeater, Mary (great-greataunt)
Shackleton, Edward (son - Lord Shackleton) - Short biography
- Wrote "O.H.M.S. An Illustrated Record of the Voyage of S.S. Tintagel Castle" as a young man. Served under Scott on Discovery on the British National Antarctic Expedition and accompanied Scott to attain the then furthest south. Attained a new furthest south, commanding his own expedition in the Nimrod, and recorded his experiences in "The Heart of the Antarctic" and edited and contributed to a book printed in the Antarctic "Aurora Australis". His best known expedition was to be a transcontinental traverse of Antarctica but his ship, the Endurance, was crush in the ice and he never made landfall. He and his men lived on ice floes and eventually took a perilous journey in small boats to make landfall. Shacklton then led a much smaller party in a single small boat through the roughest seas on earth and crossed an uncharted mountainous island to reach help. His record of this epic struggle for survival is presented in his book "South".Served as an officer under Captain Scott on the Discovery expedition (British National Antarctic Expedition) in which he accompanied Scott to the then furthest south. Organized his own expedition on the ship Nimrod and attained a new furthest south record and his story of the expedition was published as "The Heart of the Antarctic." Then, after Scott died on his return trip from the south pole, Shackleton organized his best known expedition on the Endurance to attempt a first transcontinental crossing of Antarctica. The Endurance was crushed in the polar ice, he never reached land, but he brought his men through a brutal and dangerous test of endurance living on ice floes. Eventually he survived an epic small boat trip through the roughest seas on earth and a crossing of uncharted mountains to bring help to his stranded men and tells his tale in the book "South." Also edited and contributed to "Aurora Austrialis" printed in the Antarctic and as a young man wrote "O.H.M.S. An Illustrated Record of the Voyage of S.S. 'Tintagel Castle'.
- Cause of death
- atheroma of the coronary arteries
- Nationality
- UK
- Birthplace
- Kilkea, County Kildare, Ireland, UK
- Places of residence
- County Kildare, Ireland, UK
Dublin, County Dublin, Ireland
Sydenham, London, Middlesex, England, UK
Edinburgh, Midlothian, Scotland, UK
London, Middlesex, England, UK - Burial location
- Norwegian Cemetery, Grytviken, South Georgia
- Map Location
- Ireland
- Disambiguation notice
- Please do not combine this author page with the E. H. Shackleton author page, (as there is another author called E. H. Shackleton), nor with any form of the name Lord Shackleton, as that refers to Ernest's son Edward.
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The Imperial Trans-Antarctic Expedition of 1915-18 ended in failure, but gloriously documented failure. Ernest Shackleton planned to lead a party across Antartica via the South Pole, from the Weddell Sea south of the Atlantic to the Ross Sea south of the Pacific, to meet up with a second group based there. Disaster struck; both ships got stuck in the ice and were eventually destroyed; Shackleton led his own show more crew to precarious shelter on Elephant Island, off the Antarctic coast, and then undertook a 1300 km journey in an open boat to South Georgia to secure rescue; amazingly, all of the Weddell Sea group survived. (All of the humans, that is; the dogs and the ship’s cat were not so lucky.) Another rescue party then had to go and find the Ross Sea party, three of whom had died in the meantime. They returned to civilisation to find that the war, which had broken out just before their departure with promises that it would end quickly, was still raging, and most of the expedition members dispersed to join the forces.
The 100th anniversary edition of Shackleton’s expedition report is beautifully illustrated with the many photographs taken on the spot, including the poignant moment when the Edncurance slipped below the ice of the Weddell Sea (to be found 106 years later). Shackleton’s diaries, always intended for publication, are vivid about the difficulties faced by his group, and the extraordinary challenges of the punishing environment. The Ross Sea group’s records are less detailed, and it’s pretty clear that Aeneas Mackintosh, the leader, lost his nerve at quite an early stage, and eventually died in a futile attempt to cross the ice of McMurdo Sound. But these were very tough circumstances.
What really struck me was the confidence that Shackleton in particular had about navigation. The South Pole is really just a dot on the map, but he was sure that if he had landed he would find it, and there was no doubt in his mind that he would find the Ross Sea team once he crossed the continent. He writes of supply depots left by previous expeditions that he locates and uses. In particular, I’m stunned by the navigational feat of finding South Georgia in the vast ocean.
One does have to wonder what it was all for? The scientific advances made were minimal, and the expenditure of resources huge, not to mention the fact that lives were lost. Fifty years later, the space race attracted greater resources and press coverage, but one senses the same kind of drive for exploration behind it. Shackleton himself died on South Georgia in the early stages of another expedition in 1922 aged 47, of a heart attack brought on by stress. I guess the story of the expedition, doomed as it was, is a compelling record anyway. show less
The Imperial Trans-Antarctic Expedition of 1915-18 ended in failure, but gloriously documented failure. Ernest Shackleton planned to lead a party across Antartica via the South Pole, from the Weddell Sea south of the Atlantic to the Ross Sea south of the Pacific, to meet up with a second group based there. Disaster struck; both ships got stuck in the ice and were eventually destroyed; Shackleton led his own show more crew to precarious shelter on Elephant Island, off the Antarctic coast, and then undertook a 1300 km journey in an open boat to South Georgia to secure rescue; amazingly, all of the Weddell Sea group survived. (All of the humans, that is; the dogs and the ship’s cat were not so lucky.) Another rescue party then had to go and find the Ross Sea party, three of whom had died in the meantime. They returned to civilisation to find that the war, which had broken out just before their departure with promises that it would end quickly, was still raging, and most of the expedition members dispersed to join the forces.
The 100th anniversary edition of Shackleton’s expedition report is beautifully illustrated with the many photographs taken on the spot, including the poignant moment when the Edncurance slipped below the ice of the Weddell Sea (to be found 106 years later). Shackleton’s diaries, always intended for publication, are vivid about the difficulties faced by his group, and the extraordinary challenges of the punishing environment. The Ross Sea group’s records are less detailed, and it’s pretty clear that Aeneas Mackintosh, the leader, lost his nerve at quite an early stage, and eventually died in a futile attempt to cross the ice of McMurdo Sound. But these were very tough circumstances.
What really struck me was the confidence that Shackleton in particular had about navigation. The South Pole is really just a dot on the map, but he was sure that if he had landed he would find it, and there was no doubt in his mind that he would find the Ross Sea team once he crossed the continent. He writes of supply depots left by previous expeditions that he locates and uses. In particular, I’m stunned by the navigational feat of finding South Georgia in the vast ocean.
One does have to wonder what it was all for? The scientific advances made were minimal, and the expenditure of resources huge, not to mention the fact that lives were lost. Fifty years later, the space race attracted greater resources and press coverage, but one senses the same kind of drive for exploration behind it. Shackleton himself died on South Georgia in the early stages of another expedition in 1922 aged 47, of a heart attack brought on by stress. I guess the story of the expedition, doomed as it was, is a compelling record anyway. show less
I’d like to take an Antarctic cruise, though the prospect makes me a little uneasy. I get seasick easily, and those seas are among the world’s worst. And since I’ve shoveled out a chicken coop, I’m unsurprised by cruisers who warn that the smell of a penguin rookery can be overpowering.
The smell of penguins in their own filth was just one of the unpleasantries confronting Sir Ernest Shackleton and his men in their ill-starred 1914 expedition south. And confront it they did, at one show more point making camp in an abandoned rookery as the only point guaranteed to stay above the high-water mark.
Shackleton’s account is an epic of endurance and survival after the good ship Endurance was trapped and then crushed in pack ice. It’s no spoiler to say he survived, given that he published this three years after emerging from the south (and three years before dying of a heart attack during a final voyage).
What’s remarkable is that anyone lived at all. This exceptionally British document is so laconic that its tone belies its extraordinary contents. The dash of a small party to get help, across 800 miles of storm-tossed seas in a slapdash lifeboat, is just one example of hardship that might break me.
Stick with it through the opening chapters. They’re slow, being a cursory account from Shackelton’s journals of the months spent probing ever deeper into the pack in his attempt to be the first to cross the continent on foot.
The later chapters, documenting the misfortunes suffered by the team responsible to set up depots from the other side, get repetitive. They’re excellent as a precis of what men suffered during the Golden Age of Antarctic exploration, illustrating as they do the mind-numbing brutality of perpetual ice and snow.
Between these, the heart of the story throws at least three themes into stark relief. First, leadership matters. I find it unlikely anyone would have lived had not Shackleton and his right-hand man Frank Wild led with determination, by example, and for the good of their men.
Second, we can survive the unsurvivable if we pull together in common cause. Only when we give up on hope and each other are we definitively doomed. Third, and equally as true as the preceding two, is that neither leadership nor team spirit offer guarantees.
At any point, everyone could’ve died. The line between life and death is thin and not always under our control, as Shackleton acknowledges in attributing their survival to what he terms Providence:
“I know that during that long and racking march…it seemed to me often that we were four, not three. I said nothing to my companions on the point, but afterwards Worsley said to me, ‘Boss, I had a curious feeling on the march that there was another person with us.’ Crean confessed to the same idea. One feels ‘the dearth of human words, the roughness of mortal speech’ in trying to describe things intangible, but a record of our journeys would be incomplete without a reference to a subject very near to our hearts.”
This blend of unbending will and flexible humility is the perfect avatar of the consummate explorer. The wreck of the Endurance was found on the ocean floor in March 2022 and designated a protected monument, but this book remains the most significant monument of Shackleton’s life. We are indebted to him for as long as seekers of his mettle take inspiration to push ever forward, ever onward, into the unknown — and beyond. show less
The smell of penguins in their own filth was just one of the unpleasantries confronting Sir Ernest Shackleton and his men in their ill-starred 1914 expedition south. And confront it they did, at one show more point making camp in an abandoned rookery as the only point guaranteed to stay above the high-water mark.
Shackleton’s account is an epic of endurance and survival after the good ship Endurance was trapped and then crushed in pack ice. It’s no spoiler to say he survived, given that he published this three years after emerging from the south (and three years before dying of a heart attack during a final voyage).
What’s remarkable is that anyone lived at all. This exceptionally British document is so laconic that its tone belies its extraordinary contents. The dash of a small party to get help, across 800 miles of storm-tossed seas in a slapdash lifeboat, is just one example of hardship that might break me.
Stick with it through the opening chapters. They’re slow, being a cursory account from Shackelton’s journals of the months spent probing ever deeper into the pack in his attempt to be the first to cross the continent on foot.
The later chapters, documenting the misfortunes suffered by the team responsible to set up depots from the other side, get repetitive. They’re excellent as a precis of what men suffered during the Golden Age of Antarctic exploration, illustrating as they do the mind-numbing brutality of perpetual ice and snow.
Between these, the heart of the story throws at least three themes into stark relief. First, leadership matters. I find it unlikely anyone would have lived had not Shackleton and his right-hand man Frank Wild led with determination, by example, and for the good of their men.
Second, we can survive the unsurvivable if we pull together in common cause. Only when we give up on hope and each other are we definitively doomed. Third, and equally as true as the preceding two, is that neither leadership nor team spirit offer guarantees.
At any point, everyone could’ve died. The line between life and death is thin and not always under our control, as Shackleton acknowledges in attributing their survival to what he terms Providence:
“I know that during that long and racking march…it seemed to me often that we were four, not three. I said nothing to my companions on the point, but afterwards Worsley said to me, ‘Boss, I had a curious feeling on the march that there was another person with us.’ Crean confessed to the same idea. One feels ‘the dearth of human words, the roughness of mortal speech’ in trying to describe things intangible, but a record of our journeys would be incomplete without a reference to a subject very near to our hearts.”
This blend of unbending will and flexible humility is the perfect avatar of the consummate explorer. The wreck of the Endurance was found on the ocean floor in March 2022 and designated a protected monument, but this book remains the most significant monument of Shackleton’s life. We are indebted to him for as long as seekers of his mettle take inspiration to push ever forward, ever onward, into the unknown — and beyond. show less
A most fascinating piece of history, written up by Ernest from the diaries, logs and journals that survived his calamitous attempt at crossing the Antarctic. It seems that if it could have gone wrong, it did go wrong.
There's that all pervasive, Victorian attitude of bloody minded, arrogant perseverance throughout this book, and it certainly feels that that is all that kept these people alive, but it's also what got them into the mess in the first place.
Having been beaten to be the first show more to get to the South Pole by Roald Amundsen, Shackleton decided to turn his sights on being the first to cross the Antarctic. It certainly seems to me that this need to be the first, to always be proving that the British could do something quicker and better than any other nation, caused Shackleton to rush into something he was completely unprepared for. Whereas Amundsen, being Norwegian, was obviously very used to dealing with very cold temperatures, was fully trained with sled dogs and their uses, and set out fully trained and physically fit, Shackleton appears to have just taken the bloody minded, arrogant approach of... 'We're British and we know what we're doing and nothing, not even Nature, can stand in our way. For King and Country, and all that!'
I just get the feeling that Shackleton's attitude was... 'Let's just get going, we can't afford to wait, we can sort it all out when we get there.'
While this book is, without a doubt, an incredible testament to the incredible bravery, fortitude and perseverance of humans to survive when pushed well beyond all imaginable limits, it's also a testament to some incredible stupidity.
Yes, i realise, that that was the zeitgeist: to just keep throwing people, lives and equipment at a problem until it was dealt with. Human life was not held in such high regard back then as it is today. Spending a few years properly planning and training was simply unacceptable when other nations would have no such restraint and do it before us. So one does have to weigh this account in that regard, and when weighted in that light Shackleton did an incredible job, and it's always so easy to criticise with hindsight. If the weather had been with him those years then what could have been achieved? show less
There's that all pervasive, Victorian attitude of bloody minded, arrogant perseverance throughout this book, and it certainly feels that that is all that kept these people alive, but it's also what got them into the mess in the first place.
Having been beaten to be the first show more to get to the South Pole by Roald Amundsen, Shackleton decided to turn his sights on being the first to cross the Antarctic. It certainly seems to me that this need to be the first, to always be proving that the British could do something quicker and better than any other nation, caused Shackleton to rush into something he was completely unprepared for. Whereas Amundsen, being Norwegian, was obviously very used to dealing with very cold temperatures, was fully trained with sled dogs and their uses, and set out fully trained and physically fit, Shackleton appears to have just taken the bloody minded, arrogant approach of... 'We're British and we know what we're doing and nothing, not even Nature, can stand in our way. For King and Country, and all that!'
I just get the feeling that Shackleton's attitude was... 'Let's just get going, we can't afford to wait, we can sort it all out when we get there.'
While this book is, without a doubt, an incredible testament to the incredible bravery, fortitude and perseverance of humans to survive when pushed well beyond all imaginable limits, it's also a testament to some incredible stupidity.
Yes, i realise, that that was the zeitgeist: to just keep throwing people, lives and equipment at a problem until it was dealt with. Human life was not held in such high regard back then as it is today. Spending a few years properly planning and training was simply unacceptable when other nations would have no such restraint and do it before us. So one does have to weigh this account in that regard, and when weighted in that light Shackleton did an incredible job, and it's always so easy to criticise with hindsight. If the weather had been with him those years then what could have been achieved? show less
A tale where I kept going, "What?!" Amazing fortitude exhibited by all, though hints of cracking here and there.
A thing which struck me while reading was when Shackleton referred to people by name and when he did not. By his account, the carpenter was probably one of the most essential team members but is rarely referred to by name, just "the carpenter." Other British classisms appear here and there.
The appendix on whaling counts was horrifying, the collapse of the humpback population being show more captured in real time. The other appendix sections give master lessons on how to write up results from failed experiments. show less
A thing which struck me while reading was when Shackleton referred to people by name and when he did not. By his account, the carpenter was probably one of the most essential team members but is rarely referred to by name, just "the carpenter." Other British classisms appear here and there.
The appendix on whaling counts was horrifying, the collapse of the humpback population being show more captured in real time. The other appendix sections give master lessons on how to write up results from failed experiments. show less
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