February 17, 1520

My men and I have experienced our greatest feat yet. We have captured two if the Pantagonian Giants, both will be perfect to use as a showpiece slaves, or to put them on display in Spain. My plan of capture was ingenious; the dimwitted giants were helpless as I carried out my plan. The stupid looks on their faces as I piled their hands with simple tools of knives, scissors, and pieces of glass. What fools!

Then on my orders my men brought iron fetters; the giants were fascinated by the fetters, not knowing the purpose of which they were going to be used. I assured them, motioning to them that we had no intentions of doing harm to them; it was by there consent that my men then closed the fetters around the feet of the giants preventing them from running away. How they writhed, foamed, and yelled finally suspecting trickery helpless though that they were they tried with all their might to break free of the fetters, but to avail as they the bolts on were riveted onto the fetters.

Next we tied their hands, after much difficulty, loaded our prize, and quickly readied for departure to escape the rest of the giants, in case we were found out. Although our moods were heightened it was quickly diminished as a storm came crashing down upon us. The Santiago was sent on my orders to find for us new winter quarters, as the Pantagonians would not be willing to help after learning we had kidnapped two of their kind.

It shipwrecked though in a harsh storm, but two of the Santiago's shipmates came on foot in search for me to inform me that all the shipwrecked crew survived and were waiting to be picked by the remaining ships in Rio Santa Cruz, our new winter quarters. On arrival, we salvaged most of the ship's cargo which were kept well inside the estuary. Not much was lost, and the men from the Santiago I plan to divide evenly into the remaining ships. We will rest in Sana Cruz until winter passes and we are able to set sail once more.