At dawn of the morning of the 19th, dense masses of clouds were seen, and thunder heard to the west; and the wind shifting to that quater, we hoped that some of the clouds would have been blown over to us, but they kept their place for two days, and then gradually disappeared.

These distant indications, however, were sufficient to rouse us to exertion, in the hope of escaping from the fearful captivity in which we had so long been held.

I left the camp on the 21st with Mr.Browne and Flood, thinking that rain might have extended to the eastward from Mount Serle, sufficiently near to enable us to push into the N.W.interior, and as it appeared to me that a W.by N.
course would take me abreast of Mount Hopeless, I ran upon it.

At 16 miles I ascended a low range, but could not observe anything from it to the westward but scrub.

Descending from this range we struck the head of a creek, and at six miles came on the last dregs of a pool of water, so thick that it was useless to us.