Mat.  Langley, gunner’s mate
John Russel, armourer
George Smith, cook’s mate
William Callicutt, washerman
John Williamson, marine
John McLeod, boatswain’s servant
John Hart, joiner
Joseph Turner, captain’s servant
Luke Lyon, gunner’s servant
Rich.  Phipps, boatswain’s mate
Henry Mortimer, marine. 
Witness, John Cummins, carpenter,
         John Snow, master’s mate,
         Vincent Oakley, surgeon of the army.”

Monday the 9th, at ten at night, we weigh’d and rowed out of the bay, at day-light got about four leagues right out, every way surrounded with rocks and breakers, with a great western swell:  We found it a very difficult matter to get clear of these rocks and breakers; they reach along shore eighteen leagues, and without us at sea eight leagues; I take it, that from the land they are fourteen leagues in the offing, those sunken rocks appear like a low level land.  This coast is too dangerous for shipping, the wind being three parts of the year to the westward, which blows right on the shore, with a large western swell, that seldom or never ceases; it always blows and rains, it is worse here than in the rainy season on the coast of Guinea, nor can we as yet distinguish summer from winter, only by the length of the days.  Steered out of the bay W. by N., then S. by W., then S. At noon I had a good observation in the latitude of 50 deg. 50’ S., the northmost point of the bay bore N.E. by E. seven leagues, the southmost point of land S.S.E. twelve leagues.  This coast, as far as we have come, lies N. by E. and S. by W. by the compass.

Tuesday the 10th, at four this morning made all the sail we could; steering S.E. in order to make the land, at six steer’d in E.S.E. at seven made the land; at eight saw a point of land bearing S.E. distant six leagues, which, when a-breast, seeing no land to the S. I take the point for Cape Victory, and the four islands we see I believe to be the islands of Direction, which Sir John Narborough gives an account of, excepting the distance, they exactly answer his description; therefore, by the latitude, in yesterday’s observation, and by the distance we have run since, we are now at the opening of the Streights of Magellan.  At ten in the morning, hard gales at N.W. steer’d S.E. the cape bearing E. distant four leagues; at noon bore E. by N. distant six leagues; haul’d the main-sail down, and went under a fore-sail.  I never in my life, in any part of the world, have seen such a sea as runs here, we expected every wave to swallow us, and the boat to founder.  This shore is full of small islands, rocks, and breakers, so that we can’t haul further to the southward, for fear of endangering the boat, we are obliged to keep her right before the sea.  At five broach’d to, at which we all believ’d she would never rise again.  We were surrounded with rocks, and so near that a man might toss a biscuit on ’em:  We had nothing but death before our eyes, and every