97. Friday, 25 June 1948. Again not very much to report except the packing and shipment of specimens, Tomorrow probably will be de- voted mainly to preparation for the Tozer and Brown's Creek camps, for which we shall have to take our supplies for a three week period. We do not have food enough on hand for that period so some means of getting additional sup- plies from Portland Roads will have to be devised. The Wandana is due at P.H. about a week from tomorrow but of course by then we shall have gone from here. My lamp, when I do not take it out and hang it in the scrub with the bug trap, usually hangs over my head and naturally I constantly bump said head against it forcibly. Van has a pair of scales hanging over his and this even- ing I heard the clatter of them and chuckled, thinking he had banged his head against them. It was a bit more serious as he had a pair of hooks pendant from the scales, from which he hangs some of his animals to skin them. One of the hooks went right through the lobe of his ear and had to be dragged out forcibly. A report of a carpet snake in a tree not far away came in the afternoon from one of the abbos. Vernon and I went out to take it as Don wanted a live one for the Brisbane Museum but the snake had departed when we arrived there. Deo Ferris arrived over in the evening for a chat and a final good-bye before our departure. Saturday, 26 June 1948. In closing up camp here in readiness for the Tozer and Brown's camps, we actually are marking the finish of our work at Iron Range, although a lot of things will be left and we shall return in about three weeks. We are allowing three days for the duration of our return to this camp but that will not be spent in collecting so much as in fixing up whatever we have taken at Tozer and Brown's and in cutting down and packing all the gear, and there will be a great deal of it, that is not making the trip to Coen and Cooktown with us. Therefore, both Portland Roads and Iron Range are things of the past. I cannot yet describe Tozer Camp, not having seen it, but I can describe its surroundings. It is about seven miles west of this camp and the road, a dirt one leading ultimately to Wenlock, lies in the valley between gradually rising ground until, at the site selected for the camp, we find ourselves in a deep cleft between Mount Tozer, south of us, and another mountain known as South Pap to the north of us. Following the compass around, north lies South Pap and north of it another similar mountain called North Pap. Northwest lies country unexplored with hills and ranges not named, due west runs the road which finally carries us to Brown's Creek and then turns south and goes on to Wenlock. Southwest again is unknown country; south lies Mount Tozer, the most northerly part, as well as the highest, of the Tozer Range; the east can be considered as country which we have covered as it consists of the road from Iron Range, the area of the airport and the country north of this camp. It has rained most of today and the laundry I did this morning has been distributed about our living [illegible] quarters and Joe's kitchen, in the hope that it will be dry enough to roll up with my blankets tomorrow morning. It is to be hoped that we have a decent day tomorrow, at least until we get camp erected. There is nothing more disgusting than having to erect tents in heavy rain over soaking wet and muddy ground. There is a possibility that we shall have left Tozer and moved to Brown's Creek by July 8th, my birthday, but I have packed my treasured half-bottle of brandy and a package of cigarettes (Tareyton) and shall have my celebration, come what may. It has struck me though that I have selected a rather odd place to become fifty at.