We’re all heading south with endurance.

We must do it with goodness and grace.

Our huskies are straining

the snowdrifts are deep.

Crevasses gape open

together we leap.

We’re all heading south with endurance.

Sometimes our barque gets

seized up in the ice and

we’re stuck and we’re frozen and cold.

We need a hero to take that big chance

to be valiant, decisive and bold.

But we have to trust when he’s off on his own.

Will he forget us or will he return?

You need to be brave when you’re out there alone.

When you’re heading south with endurance.

But maybe it’s us that will take that great chance,

independent, adventurous, free.

With our favourite husky tucked under our arm

Mrs Chippy as our company.

The sail of John Caird is unfurled in a trice

the penguins are waving goodbye.

But it’s not for too long, we’ll return when we can

So when we sail off please don’t cry.

We’re all heading south with endurance,

to that final last hole in the ice.

But if we face our tribulations,

if we listen to this great advice -

everyone here is a hero.

We need to be, just to survive

As we all head south with endurance.

Worth the pleasure of being alive!