Log Entry, Benjamin Morgan, Isla del Diablo
Slowly we made our way through the dense scrub, Fighting for every step against the vegetation. Or was it the island itself trying to keep invaders away? The soil for once was indeed fertile, as the rumours had promised. Not far away from our landing point we found the shiniest red chili peppers we had seen so far in the new world. Some unexpierenced crew members took it for a decent meal. One may blame us for not warning them. But at least we couldmost assuredly say that this indeed was the isle of the devil...