I still however hoped that from the top we should see some creek or other, but in this expectation we were also disappointed.

The same kind of dark and gloomy brush extended for miles all round, nor could we either with the eye or the telescope discover any change.

Again to the eastward there were distant ranges, but no prominent hill or mountain to be seen.

One dense forest lay between us and them, within which I could not hope to find water, and as we had been without from the time we left the little creek in the ranges near the camp, I determined on retracing my steps, my object in this journey having been fully gratified by the results.

The country through which we had passed was barren enough, but that towards the Darling was still worse.