Whilst the deer are quietly grazing the wolves assemble in great numbers and, forming a crescent, creep slowly towards the herd so as not to alarm them much at first but, when they perceive that they have fairly hemmed in the unsuspecting creatures and cut off their retreat across the plain, they move more quickly and with hideous yells terrify their prey and urge them to flight by the only open way, which is that towards the precipice, appearing to know that when the herd is once at full speed it is easily driven over the cliff, the rearmost urging on those that are before.

The wolves then descend at their leisure and feast on the mangled carcasses.

One of these animals passed close to the person who was beating the track but did not offer any violence.

We encamped at sunset after walking thirteen miles.
On the 26th we were rejoiced at passing the halfway point between Cumberland and Carlton.

The scenery of the river is less pleasing beyond this point as there is a scarcity of wood.