Then on the 16 March 1942 Miss Cholmeley ((sic.)) who was lying in the camp quarters asked me whether I was still thinking of making a break. I told her I would if there was a chance. She then introduced me to Epstein and Van Ess.
After having a chat, I was informed that they were preparing for a get-away and that they had found a small boat near the beach and had made an oar from one of the doors, and that they already had made a rudder and paddle, so were more or less ready.
We talked over a small map which had been borrowed and as I knew the lay of the land in the Mirs Bay area and spoke the language, they were very keen for me to go. I did not think that it was the right time as I had found out as the wind which was N.E. and we needed a S.W. wind to make Mirs point.