It was sufficiently cheering to us however to know that we were near the termination of the ranges to the westward, and that the country we should next traverse was of open appearance.
I had hoped from what we saw of it from the top of the hill above us, on the previous afternoon, that we should have had but little difficulty in following down the creek, but in this we were disappointed.
We started at eight to pursue our journey, and kept for some time in its bed.

The rock formation near and at our camp was trap, but at about a mile below it changed to a coarse grey granite, huge blocks of which, traversed by quartz, were scattered about.

The defile had opened out a little below where we had slept, but it soon again narrowed, and the hills closed in upon it nearer than before.

The bed of the creek at the same time became rocky, and blocked up with immense fragments of granite.
We passed two or three pools of water, one of which was of tolerable size, and near it there were the remains of a large encampment of natives.

Near to it also there was a well, a sure sign that however deep the water-holes in the glen might now be, there are times when they are destitute of any.