Wind north and east, fresh breeze. Bullocks rather refractory at being

packed, consequently late before we started. The journey today was over

stony hills and flats, crossing several small creeks from the more remote

hills, some running tributaries of Burke Creek for twelve and a half

miles, and for three and three-quarter miles further over similar

country, but more flat as we are now approaching the creek, and camped on

the outside of a flat with some water and a fair supply of feed. I was

here before the pack animals arrived but, after waiting for them a short

time, found that in some of the small watercourses the water seemed to be

driving, as I thought with the strength of the wind as is not unusual,

and took for the time no further notice; the horses came up first and

were unpacked, the camels were some time after and did not arrive until

after I had returned from a ride to the top of a hill further up the

creek, and at which place I went down to the water and to my astonishment

found that the whole valley was a perfect sea, rising fast; on my return

to where I had fixed the camp I found that the water had approached

rather too close to be comfortable, and on the arrival of the camels had

them unpacked some distance out on the top of a mound of stones and had

all the horse gear removed there also; the bullocks did not get to camp

till a little after sunset--one of them was so much trouble that I will

do without him rather than be pestered with him, and put his load on one

of the horses. The camels travelled over the stones with their loads

apparently quite unconcerned; they are undoubtedly the best of all

animals for this kind of work, they eat anything nearly, from the gumtree

down to the smallest herb, and then come and lie down beside you, whereas

horses and bullocks, if there be any lack of feed, will ramble all over

the country; with sheep and camels one could travel all over any

practicable part of the continent and keep them in condition.

Tuesday, March 11.

Where we had the packs removed from last night and all over the flats is

a perfect sea of water, and even up within less than a foot of where I

slept. From the creek having fallen not far from our last camp some days

since I was under the impression that I would find it considerably down

the further I advanced up its course; but now I find that the cause of

its fall then was purely local from the tributaries immediately about and

above having ceased with the rain to throw in a supply to keep it up. It

now shows me that this creek must come from some very considerable

distance; and I trust it may turn out to come from the north instead of

too much east. It appears from where I was last night to incline towards

the north. Wind from east-south-east. Started for a gap in the range over

top of a stony range to a creek. High table-top ranges in the distance,

north and south of 64 degrees; then to top of red sandhill; then for

three and three-quarter miles to top of sandhill over flat stony plains

with plenty of water and feed. From this point a perfect sea is before

me. Came to camp on Myall Creek after passing two table-topped hills on

left and a peak and table-topped hill on right; beyond the camp plenty of

feed and water. Today passed a native camp, the fire still burning, and

their tracks quite fresh; but did not see them. One of the bullocks did

not arrive in camp; he knocked up and charged the men and they were

consequently obliged to leave him. He was pulled about a good deal the

day before in packing him so would be no use to kill him, besides I could

not carry him at present; he may come up during the night, if so he may

perhaps drive loose and will kill him when wanted.

Wednesday, March 12.

The bullock did not come up during the night so will be obliged to leave

him behind. Started on bearing of 55 degrees for two and one-eighth miles

and crossed several myall creeks; over stony ground; the flood close by

obliged to change course to bearing of 97 degrees for three-quarters of a

mile, then bearing of 91 degrees for two and a quarter miles over low

chopping slaty and stony hills and several creeks; then bearing of 84 1/2

degrees for eight miles over stony ground, very bad travelling; then on

bearing of 77 degrees for half a mile to camp on a frizzly-barked tree

creek. Passed several of the same kind of creeks today with some timber;

it is very hard and some of it (from three to four feet in diameter)

would make splendid furniture. Another of the bullocks dropped down when

within two hundred yards of the camp, apparently affected by the

sun--although it did not seem to me so very hot, although it was sultry.

I hope he will be able to go on in the morning or at this rate we shall

soon lose them all. Wind has chopped round from north-east to south this

afternoon and looks very much like rain. From top of a hill about a mile

from here looking over a sea of water, two openings to be seen in the

sandhills beyond, much as if one or other was the proper course of the

creek; one at 355 1/2 degrees, with heavy timber, and one at 10 degrees,

without so much timber but broader and more like. Natives raising a great

smoke in the distance about five or six miles west of the 355 1/2 degrees

opening. Blew strong in the evening and the rain went off.

Thursday, March 13.

Camp 10. Clouds all gone; wind north-east. The bullock unable to get up

so I shall be obliged very reluctantly to leave him behind; but perhaps I

may be driven back this way and he will then be of use. Started for gap

in range bearing 120 degrees for four and a half miles over very stony

country. On table-topped hill on the left, and the mass of ranges on the

left, they look like the Reaphooks (hills) in the north of Adelaide at

Marrana. I have called the main mass of ranges Wills Ranges, after the

unfortunate gentleman who lost his life with poor Burke; then bearing 139

degrees for one and three-quarter miles; then a bearing of 155 degrees

for six and a half miles, passing along and over sandhills and rich

pasture, with cane swamps full of water, to south-east termination of

sandhills. Thousands of flock pigeons, some teal, and a new duck. They

have here commenced laying; several pigeons' nests were found as we

passed along, and a duck's with eight or ten eggs in it; plenty of quail

and other small birds. Saw a bustard in the midst of the sandhills which

bear 340 degrees. To the north of this camp a short distance is a very

strange round stone hill, capped with larger stone, which I have called

Elliott's Knob. One native was seen today on the top of one of the stony

ridges, but did not get within speaking distance of him; many tracks were

discernible for the last eight miles. From top of one of the stone hills

to right of gap in range a perfect sea was before me from 298 degrees

round north to 95 degrees, with nothing but here and there the tops of

trees that line the creek only discernible, and sand and rock hills

forming islands; and in the distance to north and west the hills that

bound the vast expanse of water appear like islands far off in the ocean.

Friday, March 14.

Camp 11. Started on bearing of 90 degrees for five miles to top of long

stony ridges. For the first two miles through swamp and water and

sandhill, leaving on left hand a very nice lake, and on the right some

little distance off a sand-ridge running along swamp; in the distance

south is timber denoting a creek which forms this swamp and lakes--the

remaining three miles of the five very stony and bad travelling.

Immediately beyond me at the end of the five miles stretches a large dry

bed of a lake eastward, with a considerable swamp to south round to 80

degrees, following the foot of a well-defined range, at the north-east

termination of which range, visible from here, are several smaller and

larger table-topped hills and gaps; then on bearing of 80 degrees,

passing through an arm of dry lake; good travelling for nine and a half

miles and camped on small sandhill at a claypan; the flood from three to

four miles off to west of north; sandhills ahead.

Saturday, March 15.

Camp 12, or packsaddle camp, having left one of the bullock's packsaddles

on a tree. Bearing 48 degrees for three and a half miles over very heavy

country with spinifex and abundance of other grasses; one and a half

miles further same course over stony and sandy rises. A splendid tier of

table-topped hills in the distance east and north; bearing of 65 degrees

for two and a half miles, then bearing of 20 degrees over a flooded

splendid swamp, principally, four and a half miles to a box creek where I

will kill Ranger the bullock as he cannot travel. Distance travelled

today twelve miles.

Sunday, March 16.

Went to have a view from the principal range eastward, the first and

greater part of the road over magnificent pasture, nearer the hills very

stony; found the hills distant twenty-one miles; from top of a large

table-topped one I had a splendid view; the tier of ranges I am now on

bear to east of north and west of south but are very irregular, many

spurs running off from main range and forming a vast number of

crown-shaped tops and peaked hills, with innumerable creeks draining the

country from east and south to west and north and joining the main creek.

Twenty-one miles travelled today bearing 62 1/2 degrees; from this hill

another tier of similar hills is seen in the distance with a very large

creek draining the country between this and that, flowing northward, and

then west round the north end of the tier I am now upon, the south-west

end of distant range bears 125 degrees, about twenty-five to thirty miles

off, and the north-east end, dimly seen in the distance, bears 65

degrees, which tier of ranges and creek I have called Browne Creek after

J.H. Browne, Esquire, of Booboorowie, South Australia. The range I am on

and the tier northward to where the creek (Browne's) passes round the end

of them I have called Ellar's tier of table-tops; the tier south of where

I now am I have called Warren's tier of table-tops after my respected

friend George Warren, Esquire, of Gawler for whose kindness I am much

indebted; the plains or downs east and north of those ranges I have

called The Downs of Plenty as here there is everything one could wish in

travelling over a new country. I would have gone over to the distant

ranges but unfortunately my horse threw one of her shoes and I was

obliged to camp at a creek under the hills for the night. The creek I

have now camped on I have named Ranger's Creek after our bullock killed

here.

Monday, March 17.

Returned to camp; on my way out to the hills yesterday saw three natives,

but they would not let me approach, they were busy collecting seeds from

the different grasses; the beef seemingly drying well but will have to

give it another day.

Tuesday, March 18.

In camp; will pack up the beef tonight and start in the morning.

Afternoon packed the beef, it gave us 162 pounds of well-dried meat and I

hope it may keep good.

Wednesday, March 19.

Started about 10.30 and went about fourteen miles; passed through some

magnificent country, one fine plain alone extended for several miles and

well grassed; in the distance could be seen high ranges. The weather

magnificent and quite tropical, the perfume from the flowers is quite

refreshing. Cut a tree with 13 MK (conjoined), 15 to 19-3-62. Distance

travelled today fifteen miles. Camped on a creek, fine water.

Thursday, March 20.

Left the camp about 10 a.m. and travelled till we struck a large creek

and went on over fine flats and sandhills covered with most luxuriant

grass and several descriptions of creepers. The blue convolvulus was also

seen today for the first time, also a most beautiful small blue flower

with a dark purple eye. Plenty of pigeons today, some few nests were

found on the march. The mosquitoes very bad at this camp. A native was

brought into camp by Mr. Hodgkinson this evening and we decorated him

with necklaces and gave him a feed. Distance travelled today fifteen

miles.

Friday, March 21.

Marked a small bastard sandalwood tree this morning 11 MK (conjoined),

20-3-62. Our journey today was over nothing but red sandhills course

about north-north-east; had to cross a large sheet of water. Eighty duck

eggs were found today by the men. The country round about now is very

fine indeed, grass as high as the horses' knees. We now every day find

fresh shrubs and flowers, everything reminding one of the tropics.

Bullocks and sheep not in tonight, mosquitoes bad here indeed. Last night

was certainly the most infernal night I ever passed, never slept. The

mosquitoes were fearful although fires were lighted all round us, each

man having his private bonfire, yet the mosquitoes were not to be

frightened, they would buzz and bite; rolled our heads up in our blankets

and oilskins but in a second or two the little brutes were under and

buzzing away. The air also seemed impregnated with the little tormentors.

Camped on claypan with little and bad water. Bullocks not up nor sheep.

Distance travelled about sixteen miles.

Saturday, March 22.

Bullocks did not come up last night so have had to send back today,

consequently spelled. Thunder and a couple of showers in the afternoon at

which time the bullocks arrived, having strayed far.

Sunday, March 23.

Claypan camp. At five and a quarter miles cleared sandhills bearing 17

degrees, flooded and stony flats with sand. At six and three-quarter

miles crossed a box and myall creek. At seven and three-quarter miles to

top of sandhill passed sandy bed of myall creek from hills. At ten and

three-quarter miles crossed a box and myall creek, running north and

west; plenty of water in creeks, and on both sides of course passing

stony flats and undulations, well grassed. At thirteen and a half miles a

white gum flat with not many stones and trees not large. At fifteen and a

half miles over stony undulations well grassed to top of a myall creek

followed it down west one mile to plenty of water and feed.

Camped--sixteen and a half miles. At three miles and up to four and a

half after starting flood close by on left.

Monday, March 24.

Camp 17. Bearing of 355 degrees. At three and three-quarter miles crossed

a myall creek or flat--broad, with several dry channels from

north-north-east, draining a tier of fine ranges on the east--the only

ones now visible to north or east--which I have called Scott's ranges

(the tops of which, especially the northern one, are well wooded) after

John Scott, Esquire, of Adelaide, a gentleman to whom I am much indebted,

in not only giving the use of two of his best horses for my use during

the time the expedition would be absent, but in also kindly requesting me

to call at his station in the North and take from it what I might

consider of service to me. Over gentle slopes, some stony. Saw fifteen

emu on one of the plains so have named the plain and undulations Emu

Downs, to a box creek with abundance of water and feed at seventeen and a

half miles. No timber except on the ranges and creeks. This appears a

small creek to many that are in sight to north and west. A range

continues to north-north-east. The creek from eastward to westward and

southward joining other larger creeks a few miles west of this. The whole

of the country passed over today is excellent pastoral country. From this

camp the north-east termination of Scott's Ranges, ending in two detached

round-looking hills, bears 113 1/2 degrees, about six to ten miles off.

Tuesday, March 25.

Started on bearing of 355 degrees. At two and a half miles crossed a box

creek with plenty of water from north-east to west and south, sweeping

considerably towards latter quarter. At fourteen and a half miles to box

creek, dry where I struck it. Went on bearing of 238 degrees for two

miles to a creek with plenty of water and camped. Sixteen and a half

miles over beautifully grassed, very gently sloping and undulating

country; rising ground seen to the west in the distance--flood must be

some distance off. New hawk seen (light-coloured) this afternoon.

Wednesday, March 26.

Camp 19. Started on bearing of 315 degrees to get closer to course of

main creek which I have observed nothing of for the last two days.

Beautiful weather; heavy dews at night. At ten miles struck and crossed a

box creek where it empties itself into a flat; passing over splendid

country, the latter part in the small watercourse rather stony and sandy.

A quarter of a mile further on is another box creek, and between it and

the first creek is a perfectly boggy swamp full of water, as well as the

creek, so have to change course to avoid some of it; bearing of 55 1/2

degrees, over plain for two miles; then bearing 7 1/2 degrees for four

and a half miles, first part of it magnificent feed, the rest a

morass--will have to clear out of this to the east for some distance to

round it. Any traveller caught here in rainy weather such as has been

lately deluging these vast plains would to a certainty be washed

away--there is not a knoll six feet high within the range of the eye.

Journey today about sixteen and a half miles from point to point, but I

made it considerably more in trying to get across the swamp and being

obliged to return. A small hill from top of a tree at camp beyond what

appears the main creek in the distance bears 309 degrees; another small

one is west and south of that--no other rising ground to speak of

visible, except in the direction we came from and a little east of it.

Thursday, March 27.

20, or Carbine Creek camp--having left one behind there on a tree, which

has lost the hammer and is unfit for service. Bearing of 29 degrees for

nine miles over swampy country with splendid feed, belts of timber on the

right or east of course, studded in various places, denoting waterholes;

then bearing of 15 degrees for one and a quarter miles where I got bogged

in a creek; got out of it again with a good deal of difficulty and found

that course quite impracticable; after trying the ground for a couple of

miles found it nothing but a bog, so changed course to 54 degrees for

half a mile over sound ground, and encamped on a small creek with a

perfect meadow of grass all around. From the top of a tree hills in the

distance to north and south of east discernible--rising ground near,

which I will make for in the morning. I went out this evening and found

that it is good travelling and will thus allow me to get more in a

northerly direction than of late. Cannot get within miles as yet of the

main creek on account of the boggy nature of the ground--there appear to

be innumerable timbered creeks between this and that, all running into

it--the water here, even on the level plains, is in places running a

stream. One of the camels got bogged on the road today and had to be dug

out with much difficulty.

Friday, March 28.

Camp 21. Beautiful morning, wind from east-south-east. Started on bearing

of 68 degrees for one mile to clear some water; then on bearing of 34

degrees for two and a quarter miles; bearing of 27 degrees for four and a

quarter miles; bearing of 20 degrees for three and a half miles to top of

a small stony rise, immediately beyond which, half a mile distant, is one

mass of creeks occupying a mile in width, coming from south of east from

hills in the distance. These creeks, no doubt, are one both above and

below this, although now split into many branches. I have called it

Davenport Creek after George Davenport, Esquire, of Melbourne, a

gentleman to whom I am much indebted for his kindness. Then bearing of 41

degrees at half a mile came to first creek and continued on same course,

crossing creeks for one mile; distance about twelve and a half miles.

This creek must drain an immense tract of country eastward. Northward

appears one mass of creeks. It is certainly a magnificent country if

there is permanent water.

Saturday, March 29.

Camp 22. Beautiful morning, wind light from south-south-east. On bearing

of 355 degrees for seventeen and a half miles, first part over rather

swampy ground, chiefly over firm ground; good travelling country and a

little stony (sandstone). On it found a new fruit on a shrub about five

feet high, not unlike the bean tree; the fruit tree of Cooper's Creek

also is here and it is a more handsome tree than between this and

Cooper's Creek; the bean tree is also here. Within the last two miles the

ground has been swampy and full of watercourses, with plenty of water

caused by the emptying of a large creek from the east, coming past

south-west end of a large range east and running north of this position;

which creek I have named Brown's Creek after Charles Brown, Esquire, of

Great Bourke Street West, Melbourne, whose upright way of conducting

business I very much admire and who, from his straightforward manner,

gains the esteem of everyone that has anything to do with him.

Sunday, March 30.

Camp Number 23. Bearing of 7 degrees one mile, bearing of 355 degrees

eight and a half miles to top of a sandhill, well-grassed; passing on the

left, half a mile back, a couple of same kind and a little higher. From

the one I am on an extensive view of the surrounding country is had. On

the west side of the creek close is a tier of ranges running parallel

with it; nearest part not above four miles from this; hills on the right

at various distances discernible all along the course today; the most

prominent one seemingly well-wooded and terminating northward in a bluff

and small table-top. Bluff bearing 117 1/2 degrees, I have called the

Hamilton Range after George Hamilton, Esquire, Inspector of Police,

Adelaide. Two table-topped hills are to the east and north of the bluff;

southern one bears south end 114 degrees, north end 113 1/2 degrees;

south end of north table-top 113 1/4 degrees; north-east end 112 degrees.

On a bearing of 60 degrees distant is a mass of apparently heavy ranges

running west of north--as do most of the ranges that at all approach the

creek. The country here has been terribly torn by the flood and torrents

of rain that must have fallen some short time back; in some places it has

the appearance of being literally ploughed in stripes, but generally

firm; any quantity of water on right of course. To the east, between the

hills, heavy creeks come out west and north in all directions,

overflowing the whole country; anyone caught in the locality on such

occasions as the late visit of the flood here would never more be heard

of. On bearing of 331 degrees for two and a half miles; bearing of 340

degrees for four and three-quarter miles--in all about sixteen and

three-quarter miles; latter part much torn by water and in consequence

less feed than usual. Camped on one of the main channels of the main

creek about eighty to one hundred yards wide, cut into a number of

channels; abundance of water and feed. From this camp peculiar cliffy red

table-topped hill bears 77 degrees; highest point of range 33 1/2

degrees; farthest part visible 7 degrees; is timbered on top; running

north-west; south end distant about five to seven miles.

Monday, March 31.

Bearing 15 degrees one and one-eighth miles; bearing of 36 1/2 degrees

four miles to ranges, part of table-top hill about three and a half miles

off where the creek goes through the gorge between the table-tops, when

it is fully half and nearly three-quarters of a mile wide, and nearly one

sheet of water and bogs; it divides towards the other side through larger

passage on the east and two rocky hills in the angle, nearly north and

south of each other and about 100 yards apart; another rocky cone hill is

south again of them. Round rocky summit and bears 240 degrees; crossed on

bearing of 10 degrees over table-top limestone and sandstone hill to flat

on the other side at four miles; at two miles further on same course

camped at first good water we met. This range that I have passed over I

have called Hamilton's Table-tops after G. Hamilton, Esquire, Inspector

of Police; the gorge and island I have called Hunter; the table-tops on

opposite side I have called Goyder's after the Surveyor-General of South

Australia; the islands immediately south of Hunter's Island and close

alongside I have called Mary's Island: and the cone southward of that I

have called Moses Island Cone after a young relative of mine in Scotland.

Tuesday, April 1.

Beautiful morning; wind east and fresh. Travelled zigzag through creeks

from the eastward for about twenty miles and camped on large one from

south of east that we could not find a crossing at; our distance in a

direct line would not be much more than half that, and the exact course

not known till I get on one of the hills; to east and north no view,

being perfectly shut out with timber. The country near the creek is a

perfect bog, and even a man has great difficulty in getting out of some

places that he is induced to try, thinking it crossable. After getting to

camp went about examining the creek for a crossing, and think I have

found one that perhaps may do, but even after crossing this one the

country is like a net, intersected as it is with creeks, magnificent

pasture on the flats; a native fishing weir is a little above this.

Across the creek and you can see the fish snapping at the flies in the

holes--all the creeks indeed that I have crossed from the east have both

fish and mussels in them, but here the creeks are very formidable. Small

crown top of the hill, another very fine one some little distance south

of that; all those are on the western side of a large range, close by,

running apparently north-east and south-west. I sincerely wish I was safe

on the western side of these main creeks as I am thus driven contrary to

my wish much east.

Wednesday, April 2.

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