LEFT Portsmouth at 9 o'clock Friday, 22nd, in a wherry, with Capt. Champion, for Spithead, three miles, where the ship lay. Boarded her; each of us ladies raised in a chair, and lowered on the deck of the ship. Every prospect of a fair wind and a pleasant passage through the Channel. We went around the east end and along the south side of the Isle of Wight, avoided the Needles, and doubtful as to the continuance of a fair wind.
About twelve the anchor was weighed and all sail set, and we bid adieu to Capt. Champion, her former commander, and soon after to the pilot, and had for forty-eight hours a fine wind and fair weather. Opposite to Portsmouth on the North side we saw Ryde Castle, Isle of Wight, and Cowes to the west end; the Royal Depot and shipping, Nelson's old ship the "Victory," and the spot where the Royal George was sunk. Her commander's name was Kempenfelt; we saw a monument to him in Westminster Abbey; nine hundred souls perished in her.
Sunday, 24th. The wind ahead all night; we have been tacking and continue so to do; more motion, and we are all ill.