Saturday, 19 June 1948. Late yesterday afternoon one of the blacks brought in a cassowary and we had cassowary steaks and liver for supper. The liver was just about like any other liver but the steaks were completely flavorless and impenetrable. This evening we had the meat again, Joe being on his mettle, braised, this time. It was still without any taste but was biteable. It seems like that at the end of next week we shall move on to Mount Tozer. I think much of our equipment will be left here and picked up later as the Tozer camp will be tough and to carry a lot of un-needed equipment up there would be unwise. Van and I may go to the Lower Claudie for a day or so during the coming week before the Tozer camp but the sub-camp we planned there is out. Tozer may last two weeks, depending on results of course, and afterthat comes Brown's Creek, the locality of which I am not sure about myself. Brown's is on the road to Coen, I think, and would in all probability be a short camp, though a few days at Wenlock is more or less on the bill. Following Brown's we move in to Coen and expect to spend perhaps three weeks in that vicinity and after that move down to Cooktown by means not yet decided upon. Once the halfway mark has been passed things always move quickly and we are at that stage now. Soon everything will pile in all together, passages home will have to be arranged and packing at Cairns started. Most likely those things will commence during our stay at Cooktown and somebody may have to go down to Cairns and get things started and in hand. Very likely that somebody will be I but I want to make the Mount Finnegan climb first. There once was an idea of running a camp in the sand-dunes along the coast north of Cooktown; the poor results at Newcastle Bay may have ruled that out if it is done, after Finnegan, I shall not particularly mind missing it if I am the advance party to go to Cairns. Dunday, 20 June 1948. Last night was exceedingly cold, the temperature going down to about 55 degrees, while we are conditioned to above 80. I wore socks, trousers, sport shirt and rain-coat, and had one blanket over and one under me but woke with a cold nose. In the morning, Len and I, taking Willie Somerset, went with Ned Pimwell, who is surveying a road which is to be constructed and completed, back toward Portland Roads for a distance of about seven miles to collect and examine that area. We took lunch with us, returning to camp somewhere around four in the evening, after a fairly successful day. I got nothing in the reptile line save a couple of lizards but did take many insects about which I know nithing. After supper we had something of a forum, planning out our future move- mements and time-table. Van and I are going down to the Lower Claudie on Tues- day morning and I shall return Wednesday evening to look after the mail and anything that the plane may bring in. Van will stay over Wednesday night, in order to get two trapping nights in. George, with Barrie Fisher, is going to spend tomorrow night in the neighborhood of the Fisher mine, which I visited last night, and will get in one trapping night there. These are preliminary camps to our final departure from this headquarters, which will take place on the 28th, but we shall leave quite a lot of stuff here for safe-keeping, rather than take it with us on our mountain climbing jaunts. I had something of a tiff with Len over the receipt of our next order of supplies, which has no place here at all.