I found myself not a little disappointed when I heard shortly before embarkation that he would not go. We anchored the night in the bay below Boston Island.

December 4th, 1840.
We sailed up into Louth [Cove] with the intention of landing, but three native men, armed with spears, standing on the bank, beckoned us to go away. So we weighed up our anchor and sailed into a small bay at sunset, where we found the two natives Yutalta* and ________, to whom my companions sang the aria "Rule Brittania," which they seemed to be very happy with.

( 048 ) December 5th, 1840.
We just drove to Tumby Island and anchored there until the following morning.

December 6th, 1840. Sunday.
A favorable and moderately strong wind took us to Lipson Cove(085) in a few hours. About 8 to 10 miles on this side of the town we noticed four natives running along the shore with the speed of our ship until we anchored at Lipson Cove (Budlo*). Except for one boy, they were old acquaintances, notably Punalta*, who we took on board at his request and kept with us for a full fortnight. I was very happy about this purchase, and it greatly alleviated the unpleasant feeling of spending Sunday in this noisy, wild way. Since we could no longer reach Franklin Harbour(086) today, we were forced to anchor in the open sea. In general the day was not a very happy one, for both, me and Smith, lost our caps and once we came to the bottom. While the Frenchman was using the dinghi to carry away the anchor in order to get the ship afloat again, he broke one of the oars and, since we were immediately afloat, had to swim around in the small dinghi for a few laps with great danger until we were able to take it again.

December 7th, 1840.
We got to Franklin Harbour in good time, ( 049 ) where we caught several fish and shot a few seagulls, and were therefore able to offer plenty of meat to our native. We also found several eggs, which he ate eagerly, even though they had long since become rotten.

December 8th, 1840.
We were barely out of the harbor when we hit the bottom again, but were lucky enough to soon get afloat again. We caught a big fat shark, the first one I saw caught; the animals have incredible strength and tenacity. The native did not want to eat his meat. We had to anchor in the open sea again that night.

December 9th, 1840.
We had a very good wind, and soon sighted the west coast of Yorke Peninsula, and an hour after sunset we dropped anchor in a small bay north of Point Lowley(087). We thanked God for this refuge we had found, because the sea was extremely high and it became very dark.