This mountain is America; yonder land across the bay is America, and the anchorage of yesterday was America.

The anchorage, however, is an open road, and in stormy weather it is impossible for a boat to land.

We found the best anchorage to be a quarter of a mile off the south point of a sandy bay, near the outer end of the island.

The entrance is round the Nobby (latitude 32 degrees 56 minutes, longitude 151 degrees 43 1/4 minutes) an insulated rock: and the passage is indicated by keeping two lights, that are placed at a distance from each other at the wharf, in a line: the anchorage is about two hundred yards from the wharf in three fathoms.

For some time that little anchorage was our watery home acre.

Soon afterwards the fog spread so thickly over us that the land was entirely concealed; and as the water was shoal we were obliged to anchor until the fog cleared off, when we again got under weigh and ascertained the form of the south-west corner of the bay; it is of very shoal approach: our anchorage at night was not more than four miles and a half to the north-east of that of the evening before. 1819.