This feat of Kaiber's surpassed anything of the sort I had previously seen performed by the natives.
We completed about eight miles and then halted for the night on the banks of a running stream issuing from a gorge in the hills.

There was a considerable portion of good land in its neighbourhood and the horses appeared not a little pleased with the excellence of the feed.
The 13th we spent in passing a portion of the Darling Range.

After travelling for eleven miles over a hilly country we came upon a beautiful valley between two steep and high hills.

Two streams poured down into this valley and there formed a small freshwater lake.

The scenery here was so green and verdant, the tranquil little lake was so covered with broad-leaved waterlilies, and the whole wore such an air of highland mountain scenery that I could readily have imagined I was once more in Scotland.