The Beagle got under weigh at 4 am, and doubtless to the grief of the Fuegians. The same evening we were with them they departed in a body, but yesterday they returned with a reinforcement of natives who most likely came to beg for "Cochillas". We doubled Cape Good Success, then the wind fell light & it became misty. So calm a sea & atmosphere would have surprised those who think that this is the region where winds & waters never cease fighting.
Captain Fitzroy’s Journal:
Sailed from Good Success Bay.
Syms Covington’s Journal:
Left Good Success Bay December 21st.