The Guanches stored for us fresh provisions and rolled down and into ship our water casks.

There was a great moon, and we would stand off in the night.

Nothing more had been seen of the Portuguese ships, but we were ready to go and go we should.

All being done, and the sun two hours high, we mariners had leave to rest ashore under trees who might not for very long again see land or trees.
There was a grove that led to a stream and the waterfall where we had filled the casks.

I walked through this alone.