More than two years have passed since the publication of The Crossing of Antarctica, a joint report of the incredible feat by the two leaders, Sir Vivian Fuchs and Sir Edmund Hillary. As one reads this far more personal record in the new book, one recalls vividly many of the near escapes and perilous ventures of the earlier book, and relives the heartbreak of delay, frustration, and allpervading fear of crevasses. There's again- though more briefly- the period of preparation; there's the grim period when the Theron was stuck fast in the pack-ice of the Weddell Sea; there's the trying period before leaving Scott Base- and the high point of achievement with the arrival at Plateau Depot, and again at D-700. There are the mechanical problems- and the problems of contact with the home base and the Ross Sea Committee. And there are the temperamental adjustments, played down but not unrecognized, between men who made up a superb team. There are the minute details of hundreds of hours of practice, experimentation, modification before 1250 miles of snow and ice were compassed for the first time by mechanical means in reaching the South Pole. Actually, it has the same spirit of high adventure as the earlier book, but more human interest, less of the British understatement, than the earlier book. While the news value is at minimum, the aficionados will find it equally absorbing reading.