Sat. July 24 (Cont'd) been getting drink at Iron Range and had not been properly sober for days, had no cooked food in the tucker box. However, we boiled the billy and ate a cake which the driver had with him. The Pascoe entrenched between high banks and running a clear stream 8 to ten yds. wide and about a foot deep on a sandy bottom at the crossing. Big waterworn rocks, dark in color and looking like granite, outcrop in the river bed. The road crossing is made of this rock, retained by logs on the downstream side. A coarse conglomerate - flat-bedded - is exposed where the road climbs up the south bank of the river. Above the crossing the hills narrow in to the river and the river, in its narrow valley, can be seen to curve in a northerly direction. Was not much impressed with botanical prospects at the crossing. Lines or rainforest trees occur within the cut banks of the river. Rainforest of sorts covers parts of the hills above the crossing, especially on the north side. From about the One-mile Creek, the road runs close under the western edge of the broad block of mountains of which the Tozer Range is a part, and the country changes from generally sandy to harsher ridges, in parts rocky. Ironbark, box, and poplar gum enter the composition of the savanna-forest. Cochlospermum without leaves but sprinkled over with big yellow flowers, becomes abundant on the edges of dry gullies. Beyond the Pascoe is a small stretch of sandy country from which one soon begins a rough climb up the slopes of the Sir William Thomson Range (a section of the Main Divide). The range is of granite. Dry country with open savanna forest of small box, ironbark, bloodwood and messmate. The great broad valley of the Batavia River is sandy savanna-forest, monotonous and featureless, until the road reaches the edge of another line of mountains at Top Camp. This line of mountains borders the valley of the Batavia on its eastern side hereabouts, is of sedimentary rocks, and is not shown on any of the maps we have. The mining camp of Wenlock (formerly Lower Camp), lies close under the scarped edge of the sedimentary range, and about ½ mile east of the river. Arrived Wenlock, hot and dusty, about 2 pm, to find a tasty lunch awaiting us in the house of Mr. & Mrs. Joe Fisher - and there was cold water and fresh limeade from the refrigerator. Most people in this far north country now have radio, and refrigerators run on kerosene. Sammy Zammit, the Maltese butcher, had killed fresh meat and stocked a supply for us in the refrigerator of a mining man who was away from the field. The Fishers placed to our disposal the buildings of the old Larsen Mine, which they now own and propose to work in conjunction with their Black Cat Mine. The buildings are roofed with galvanized iron, and the walls are partly of this material and partly of bark stripped from messmate trees. We are scattered about in various service buildings, and we sleep under the shed of the crushing mill. In the evening we met most of the inhabitants at a social affair in the house of the Ullets. In all, there are 20 men and five women on the Wenlock field. With the exception of two or three prospectors with claims back in the hills, all the population is at the Lower Camp. Wednesday July 29: We are all packed up and ready to move south to the Archer River, where we will camp a few days on our way to Coen. Hugh Fisher, who will transport us, is having trouble with his truck. Worked on it most of last night, and expects to be ready for the road about 11 this A.M.