CHAPTER X

THE DESERT OF PARALLEL SAND-RIDGES

My position for Family Well is lat. 22 degrees 40 minutes, long. 125

degrees 54 minutes. The well, as already stated, is situated at the foot

of the southern slope of a high sand-ridge. This ridge is the first of a

series of parallel banks of sand which extend, with occasional breaks,

from lat. 22 degrees 41 minutes to 19 degrees 20 minutes--a distance of

nearly 250 miles in a straight line. From September 16th to November 16th

we were never out of sight of a sand ridge, and during that time travelled

420 miles, taking into account all deviations consequent upon steering for

smokes and tracking up natives, giving an average of not quite seven miles

a day, including stoppages. This ghastly desert is somewhat broken in its

northern portion by the occurrence of sandstone tablelands, the Southesk

Tablelands; the southern part, however, viz., from lat. 22 degrees 41

minutes to lat. 20 degrees 45 minutes presents nothing to the eye but

ridge upon ridge of sand, running with the regularity of the drills in a

ploughed field. A vast, howling wilderness of high, spinifex-clad ridges

of red sand, so close together that in a day's march we crossed from sixty

to eighty ridges, so steep that often the camels had to crest them on

their knees, and so barren and destitute of vegetation (saving spinifex)

that one marvels how even camels could pick up a living. I estimate their

average vertical height from trough to crest at fifty to sixty feet. Some

were mere rises, whilst others reached a height of considerably over one

hundred feet. Sometimes the ridges would be a quarter of a mile apart,

and sometimes ridge succeeded ridge like the waves of the sea. On October

3rd, for instance, I find that we were crossing them at a rate of ten in

forty minutes. This gives a result of 105 ridges to be negotiated in a

day's march of seven hours. Riding was almost impossible in such country

as this, for all our energies were required to urge on the poor camels.

All through, we adhered to the same plan as before, viz., doing our day's

march without a halt (excepting of course the numerous stoppages entailed

by broken nose-lines, the disarrangement of a pack, or the collapse of a

camel), having no food or water from daylight until camping-time. This,

without our previous training, would have been an almost impossible task,

for each ridge had to be climbed--there was no going round them or

picking out a low place, no tacking up the slope--straight ahead, up one

side, near the top a wrench and a snap, down goes a camel, away go the

nose-lines, a blow for the first and a knot for the second, over the

crest and down, then a few paces of flat going, then up again and down

again, and so on day after day. The heat was excessive--practically there

was no shade.

The difficulties of our journey were increased by the necessity of

crossing the ridges almost at right angles. With almost heart-breaking

regularity they kept their general trend of E. by N. and W. by S.,

causing us from our Northerly course to travel day after day against the

grain of the country. An Easterly or Westerly course would have been

infinitely less laborious, as in that case we could have travelled along

the bottom of the trough between two ridges for a great distance before

having to cross over any. The troughs and waves seem to be corrugations

in the surface of greater undulations; for during a day's march or so, on

reaching the top of one ridge, our view forwards was limited to the next

ridge, until a certain point was reached, from which we could see in

either direction; and from this point onwards the ridges sank before us

for a nearly equal distance, and then again they rose, each ridge higher

than the last. Words can give no conception of the ghastly desolation and

hopeless dreariness of the scene which meets one's eyes from the crest of

a high ridge. The barren appearance of the sand is only intensified by

the few sickly and shrunken gums that are dotted over it. In the troughs

occasional clumps of shrubs, or scrubs, [e.g., Mulga (ACACIA ANAEURA),

grevillea, hakea, ti-tree (MELALEUCA) and in the northern portion desert

oaks (CASUARINA DESCAINEANA)] or small trees are met with, and everywhere

are scattered tussocks of spinifex. True it is, though, that even this

poverty-stricken plant has its uses, for it serves to bind the sand and

keep the ridges, for the most part, compact. Where spinifex does not

grow, for instance on the tops of the ridges, one realises how impossible

a task it would be to travel for long over banks of loose sand.

I find that my estimate for the average height of the sand-ridges is

considerably lower than that of Colonel Warburton. It is interesting,

therefore, to compare his account of these ridges, though it must be

remembered that Colonel Warburton was travelling on a westerly course,

and we from our northerly direction only traversed country previously

seen by him, for the short distance that our sight would command, at the

point of intersection of our two tracks. In an editorial note in his book

we read:--

"They varied considerably both in their size and in their distance from

each other, but eighty feet may be regarded as an average in the former

respect and three hundred yards in the latter.

"They ran parallel to each other in an East and West direction, so that

while pursuing either of these courses the travellers kept in the

valleys, formed by two of them, and got along without much exertion. It

was when it became necessary to cross them at a great angle that the

strain on the camels proved severe, for on the slopes their feet sank

deeply into the sand, and their labours were most distressing to

witness."

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