14 But before long, a hurricane-force wind called “the Northeaster” swept down from the island.
15 When the ship was caught and could not face into the wind, we gave way to it and were driven along.
16 As we ran under the shelter of a small island called Cauda, we were barely able to get control of the dinghy.
17 When the crew had hoisted it up, they made use of ropes to undergird the ship. Then fearing they might run aground on the Syrtis, they let down the anchor and so were driven along.
18 But as we were violently battered by the storm, the next day they began throwing cargo overboard.
19 On the third day, they threw out the ship’s gear with their own hands.
20 With neither sun nor stars appearing for many days, and no small storm pressing on us, all hope of our survival was vanishing.