What does the Arctic Adventure Diary say?

1930, a Norwegian seal ship hunted near the North Pole. They came to an Iceland called White. Suddenly someone found an old tent and went in to rummage. As a result, I found nothing valuable, but I was attracted by a diary. The general content of the diary is like this:

I bought the sail of a big balloon today. To tell the truth, flying to the North Pole by balloon, I know very well that it is extremely unsafe. No one knows what the North Pole looks like, let alone the wind direction and wind force. If I were not the chief engineer of the Swedish Patent Office, I'm afraid my plan to fly over the North Pole by balloon was rejected as early as two years ago.

"However, on the other hand, I think the idea of planting the Swedish flag in the Arctic for the first time is too strong. I am excited to think of the yellow and blue flags fluttering in the wind in the Arctic ice and snow. Besides, I have had the experience of flying successfully by balloon. Don't worry.

"18 May, sunny. I am very satisfied with my choice of two players-professional photographer Strindberg and balloon pilot frankl. I feel that these two young people can live and die. Today, we came to Spitsbergen, a land on the Arctic Ocean, just waiting for the south wind to blow.

"July 2 1 day, I am on the balloon at the moment, and my hands are a little shaky. This damn south wind kept us waiting for nearly two months! When the south wind came this morning, we jumped up and down excitedly and couldn't wait to get into the balloon cabin and prepare to launch. When I ordered to cut the balloon rope at the same time, the feeling of instantaneous rise made us all cheer. The ground is far away, and it feels good. Let's call it a day-we haven't had breakfast yet.

"On July 22nd, before breakfast yesterday, the balloon was in trouble-I don't want to recall it, but I have to write it down. First, it begins to descend slowly, and it takes a lot of effort to rise to a height of about 400 meters. Just as we picked up our glasses to celebrate, the joints of the three big ropes were loose, and we began to float freely, and the balloon was completely out of control. Nevertheless, we still let out homing pigeons to report safety when we turn around, hoping to bring good luck.

"On July 25th, the situation of our big balloon was not very good. It is not only wet, but also full of ice. Sometimes they jump all the way on the frozen sea, and even polar bears will be in a daze when they see it. But when the cloud clears, it can go up a little-in short, it's all by luck. It seems that hydrogen leaks faster than expected.

"On July 26th, dear! We polished all the disposable items, but the balloon still deflated and became a whole piece of skin. Our flight plan is completely over. It is worth remembering that we flew to 82 degrees 55 minutes north latitude, only over 780 kilometers from the southern tip of the North Pole. But now it seems that we can only wait for the rescue team.

"On July 30th, thank goodness I wrote a diary! Because we are really desperate, but I don't regret it ... God bless, someone will see this diary in the future ... "After reading the diary, everyone remembered the name on the cover of the diary-Andre Strindberg.