There were four of us, five of the crew and two natives who wanted to make the trip and who we took with us.

It was pretty awful.

The old tub rocked like a milk shake and I was never so ill in my life, we all lay packed together on the ribs of the boat and could not move and the waves splashed over us but we were too ill to care.

The next day the sun beat in on us and roasted us like an open furnace.

The boat was a pit of heat and outside the swell of the Pacific rose and fell and reflected the sun like copper.