The Dick and San Antonio anchored close to us.
During the night we had a fresh breeze from South-East by East, and, not having any island or reef to shelter us from the swell, we were obliged to drop a second anchor to retain our position.

The San Antonio drove for some distance, but the Dick rode through the night without driving, although she had but forty fathoms of cable out.
June 26.
On weighing the next morning, we made sail to the North by West, but, from the compass-box not being quite straight in the binnacle, we made a North by West 1/2 West course, which was not discovered until we had nearly paid dear for our neglect; for we passed close to a rock which I intended to have gone at least a mile to windward of.

It was seen just in time to put the helm a-lee, or we should have run upon it.
The weather was now so thick that we could not see a mile around us; we were therefore obliged to follow our former courses, to avoid the risk of running over a strange track in such unfavourable weather.

At sunset we anchored under the lee of Piper's Islets.
June 27.
The next day we anchored under Sunday Island in Margaret Bay, at about half a mile from the sandy beach, on its north-west side.
Here we were detained by bad weather until the 30th.
June 30.
When, with some slight appearance of improvement, and tired of losing so much time, we weighed and proceeded on our course.

After passing the Bird Isles, thick weather again set in, with constant rain, and a strong breeze from South-East.