The water in the lakes was salt, but some slight elevations of granite afforded us in their hollows an abundance of water for ourselves and horses.

The traces of natives were numerous and recent, but yet we saw none.

Swans, ducks, and wild fowl of various kinds were in great numbers, and kept up an unceasing noise at night whilst passing from one lake to the other.

Our stage had been twelve miles and a half, but the hilly and rugged nature of the road had made it severe upon the horses, whilst the wet overhead and the wet grass under our feet made it equally harassing to ourselves.

From our encampment some white drifts in the coast line bore S.35 degrees E., and probably were the "white streak in the sand-hills" of Flinders.
June 21 .-- We did not get away until late, but the dew had been so heavy during the night that even then the shrubs and bushes wet us completely through, and made our journey cold and miserable.