The winds certainly are most remarkable; after such a storm as yesterdays, it blew a heavy gale from the SW. As we are in smooth water it does not so much signify. We stood to the North to find an harbor; but after a wearying search in a large bay did not succeed. I find I have suffered an irreparable loss from yesterday's disaster, in my drying paper & plants being wetted with salt-water. Nothing resists the force of an heavy sea; it forces open doors & sky lights, & spreads universal damage. None but those who have tried it, know the miseries of a really heavy gale of wind. May Providence keep the Beagle out of them.
Captain Fitzroy’s Journal:
... crossed Nassau Bay in search of a convenient harbour near the Beagle Channel. Having found so much difficulty in getting to the westward by the open sea, I decided to employ boats in the interior passages, and leave the Beagle at a secure anchorage.
Furious squalls prevented our effecting this purpose; and we anchored for the night in Windhond Bay.