This was a solitary wanderer, for we had seen very few either of these birds or kangaroos in these trackless solitudes.
On the morning of the 10th we were up early, and had loaded the cart with 69 gallons of water before breakfast, when Joseph and I took our departure, and Mr.Stuart with Flood returned to the hills.

I had selected one of our best horses for this journey, an animal I had purchased from Mr.Frew of Adelaide.

He was strong, powerful, and in good condition, therefore well qualified for the journey.

I had determined on keeping a general north course, but in the kind of country in which I soon found myself it was impossible to preserve a direct line.

At about four miles from the creek the brush became thick, and the country sandy, and at six miles the sand ridges commenced.