Not all of the members of the Expedition had embarked in England, although the majority came out in the ship to save expense.

Captain Scott had remained behind to squeeze out more subscriptions and to complete arrangements with the Central News, which he was making in order to give the world’s newspapers the story of the Expedition for simultaneous publication as reports came back to civilisation in the “Terra Nova.”  He also had finally to settle magazine and cinematograph contracts which were to help pay for the Expedition, and lastly, our leader, with Drake and Wyatt, the business manager, were to pay bills we had incurred by countless items of equipment, large and small, which went to fill up our lengthy stores lists.  Thankless work enough—­we in the ship were much better off with no cares now beyond the handling of our toy ship and her safe conduct to Lyttelton.  Cecil Meares and Lieut.  Bruce were on their way through Siberia collecting dogs and ponies.  Ponting was purchasing the photographic and cinematographic outfit, Griffith Taylor, Debenham, and Priestley, our three geologists, and Day, the motor engineer, were to join us in New Zealand, and Captain Scott with Drake at Capetown.

In order to get another series of magnetic observations and to give the staff relief from the monotony of the voyage as well as an opportunity for doing a little special work, we stopped at the uninhabited island of South Trinidad for a couple of days, arriving on July 26.

Trinidad Island looked magnificent with its towering peaks as we approached it by moonlight.  We dropped anchor shortly after dawn, the ship was handed over to the Wicked Mate and Boatswain, who set up the rigging and delighted themselves with a seamanlike refit.  Campbell had a party over the side scrubbing the weeds off, and many of the ship’s company attempted to harpoon the small sharks which came close round in shoals and provided considerable amusement.  These fish were too small to be dangerous.  After breakfast all the scientists and most of the officers landed and were organised by Uncle Bill into small parties to collect birds’ eggs, flowers, specimens, to photograph and to sketch.  A good lunch was taken ashore, and we looked more like a gunroom picnic party than a scientific expedition when we left the ship in flannels and all manner of weird costumes.  Wilson, Pennell, and Cherry-Garrard shot a number of birds, mostly terns and gannets, and climbed practically to the top of the island, where they could see the Martin Vaz islets on the horizon.  Wilson secured some Trinidad petrels, both white breasted and black breasted, and discovered that the former is the young bird and the latter the adult of the same species.  He found them in the same nests.  We collected many terns’ eggs; the tern has no nest but lays its eggs on a smooth rock.  Also one or two frigate birds were caught.  Nelson worked along the beach, finding sea-urchins, anemones, and worms, which he