5 September 1768 Nine days at sea and we are getting our sea legs.Tonight,we dined on salted beef and slabs of cheese,but I fear this is the last of our cheese ration.Ah,for an endless supply instead of what lies ahead:dried meats and—horrors!—cabbage preserved in vinegar.Still,Captain Cook has told us we must want plenty of this dish to prevent scurvy and to set an example for the crew.