September 4, 1613

In the morninge we proceeded Farther through verie faire woodes passing faire lakes and freshe rivers. Beinge about 10 of the clock in the middest of a wood at the top of a great hill and could not see any part of the bay and doubting to find it before such time as our bread was spent, [it] being all wet, [we] resolved amongst our selves to return againe. So that night we came unto that fresh watter lake where we departed from [in] the morninge. The wind all the daie at west north and small raine but the night [was] faire.