On the twenty-first of the first month, we put out at about six in the morning. Everyone's boats set out. Seeing them, it was as if autumn leaves were scattered on the spring sea.
There were rumors that pirates came out in these parts. While in the province, the governor had cracked down on pirates, so they would come for revenge, people said. Everyone was afraid. On the twenty-third, saying "There is danger of pirates around here," we prayed to the gods and buddhas. On the twenty-fifth a rumor spread that "pirates are following us," and we put out in the middle of the night and rowed away. On the way there was a place for offerings. When the helmsman was told to make an offering of paper strips, they scattered toward the east. The helmsman said, "Please steer the boat in the direction the offerings fly."
On the twenty-sixth, whether it was true or not, they said pirates were following, so we put out around midnight and rowed on.
On the twenty-ninth we set out from Tosa-no-tomari. The mother who had lost her child, hearing that this place had the same name as Tosa, wrote: "Hearing it has the same name as the place we lived so many years, my grief only grows."
On the thirtieth, neither rain nor wind. We heard that pirates do not go about at night, so we put out around midnight and crossed the Awa straits (the Naruto Strait). Being midnight, we could not tell west from east. Men and women alike prayed desperately to the gods and buddhas as we crossed. Around four or six in the morning we passed a place called Nushima and crossed a place called Tanagawa. We hurried and reached a place called the Izumi coast. Today there were hardly any waves on the sea. It seemed we had received the blessing of the gods and buddhas. Today was the thirty-ninth day since we boarded the boat. Now that we had reached Izumi, pirates were no longer a worry.