Now about 1,100 miles from New Zealand. In honour of Good Friday the tucker here has been extra special – fish, rabbit, prunes, but as I am on guard (which is kept punctiliously all over the ship), I have had to eat etc., under difficulties. Some amusing boxing contests took place, the Maoris being especially funny. We have not yet sighted a single ship, or anything of interest, only the great waste of sea on all sides and a few lonely sea birds. The cold is steadily increasing.
Walk March 