Friday March 20th At 7 p.m. the wind not being at all favourable the order was given to get the braces all clear for going about at 8 p.m., but at 7.45 p.m. the wind having hauled off about 2 points in our favour we did not go about to the great satisfaction of everyone
Saturday March 21st Captain has turned me into his secretary writing out a manifest of all the cargo.
Sunday March 22nd Had divine service in the saloon as it was too cold out on deck and too much water aboard. Longitude 53.43 E Latitude 43 S
Monday March 23rd We are beginning to clean up all the bright & brass work in readiness for going into harbour although we do not expect to go in for at least a fortnight. Am still doing writing for the skipper. Long 59.34 E 43.44 S Lat
Tuesday March 24th Have made a splendid run during last night and today. Ran at an average rate, all night, of 13 knots an hour and that was without our royals and staysails Long 64.22 Lat 41.3
Wed March 25th Still very cold. Long 68.4 Lat 44.49.
Thursday March 26th Painting and varnishing is being done, and the vessel begins to look quite a different vessel. Have made no Latitude south today but have gone a few miles north Long 74.2 Lat 44.18
Friday March 27th Pretty nearly a dead calm the wind veered about to pretty nearly every point in the compass. Long 76.31 Lat 44.23
Sat. March 28th At 7 p.m. we prepared to go about, but the wind shifted two points and so we still kept on our course. Long 79.58 Lat 45.4
Sunday March 29th Had Divine Service in the saloon, but no sermon. Long 84.17 Lat 45.48
Monday March 30th It was calm enough to fish today over the stern, so Peterson got a line and began fishing for mollyhawks and Cape hens that were flying around and he succeeded in hooking a Cape hen which was rash enough to swallow the bit of pork that lay in the water ready to be consumed. After taking the bones out of the wings for pipe stems and the webbed feet to make tobacco pouches and cutting the beak and head off we chucked the body overboard, as the body of the sea birds about here are not fit to eat, because they have a fishy taste about them Long 88.33 Lat 46.5
Tuesday March 31st Took the head and beak of the Cape hen to Gustaveson (a quartermaster) to cure for me but he found that the head was too much injured when they killed it, so he cut the head off and preserved the beak.
Wednesday April 1st April Fools� day. Very wet and drizzly day Long 97.41 Lat 46.12.
Thursday April 2nd Had a school of sperm whales around the vessel for the best part the day. They were just like torpedo boats; they come up to the top of the water and slide (not swim) through a wave and disappear again, they don�t seem to swim at all but to slide through the water without using a fin at all. They are snub nosed too.
Friday April 3rd Being Good Friday the whole ships crew had a holiday & extra good food including fresh meat & plum duff & soup were served out to every man in the vessel. The men were so superstitious that they would not eat their food, but saved it till Saturday, as they believed that it is unlucky to feast on Good Friday Long 106.20 Lat 46.15.
Saturday April 4th A porker was killed today in order to give the men a feast of fresh roast pork on Sunday. Long 112.33 Lat 46.6
Sunday April 5th We rounded Cape Secruvin though too far south to see land. We have got a splendid breeze today, and yet the water is quite calm, because of the shore on our port side. Though it is so far off it influences the water for a distance of about 650 miles. Long 118.28 Lat 46.5
Monday April 6th Fair breeze. Made a pretty good run
Tuesday April 7th Very wet day, but a pretty good breeze.
Wednesday April 8th Wind has veered round ahead and so we have not made much Longitude today.
Thursday April 9th Captain is heading up towards Tasmania.
Friday April 10th Sighted Rurick Island off the south coat of Tasmania.
Saturday April 11th Rounded Tasmania in fine style going the whole day at an average rate of 10 degrees. Great excitement prevailed when we sighted the South East cape of Tasmania, cheer upon cheer resounding from the deck. The fore & main rigging was swarmed with human beings feasting on the sight of land once more after nearly 3 months of nothing but sea and sky.
