Sunday, Aug. 15: Started for the Leo about 8:30 with Willie Alf and four packhorses. Start somewhat delayed by search for the horse Willie Alf road last night. Too tired, perhaps, to care about joining the balled (?) horses when let go. Moreton still below par. Took him along the trail about 1½ hours ride to pick up the tracks of the lost pack horse and try to follow it. Arrived at camp on the Leo at 1:40. Good trip but for little incidents with the pack horses. Two horses loaded each with two 50-53 lb. boxes of plant dryers provided most of the incidents. The lods were wide though light in weight. One horse was an hour or two along the trail before he learned to dodge trees. The other plant box horse - a rogue mare - never did learn to judge the width of her load. Hit trees all the way and there were plenty of them. Broke the suspending chain of one of the sling straps, but the boxes stood the test. A tribute to a good job done by Winston Kelsey and Charlie Rucker back on the station in Florida. Our camp in the Rocky Scrub is at about 1350 ft. (my aneroid) on Claudie Ck., a tributary of Leo Ck., which flows into the Nesbit River. We are camped about 100 yds. above the site of Lakeland's old battery, on what was probably the site of Lakeland's house. Galvanized iron has been rebuilt into a small hut, which in turn has lost its roof by collapse of the timbers. Salvaged iron is being used by us for work tables, and by our boys for beds. A rather extensive clearing along the creek has been mostly reclaimed by forest regrowths. Only a very small open space remains. Old mango and lime trees stand in the forest regrowths and on the edges of the little grassy clearing. Blady grass (Imperata) and Mackie's Curse (Chrysogan acicularis), both sterile, occupy the open ground. Hard by the flys is a grove of old mango trees which someone has cut off about 3 ft. above ground. From the thick stumps, grey-white coppice shoots have grown to a height of 30 ft. and spreading a little and clear underneath, they look very like silver birch in the lamplight. Pineapples grow thin and tall in the second growth forest, maintaining their planted rows, but otherwise looking like primitive grey-green bromeliads. Where the pineapples have some sunlight they flower. They bear no fruit - at least at this season. Rather remarkably for a site on which a white woman lived for years and had children, there is no evidence of old ornamental plantings. Mangoes, pineapples and limes. The Lakel才nds, according to Willie Alf, had two children, Leo and Claudie. The creek we are camped on was named after Claudie. The Leo, into which the Claudie flows, bears the name of the other Lakeland son. Tuesday, Aug. 17: When I came up here two days ago, Don Vernon asked to be sent back to the Peach Camp as soon as possible. His departure from the Peach was hurried and he brought no traps. Wants mammals as well as birds. Getting few birds here, and will not take the loan of traps. Stubborn fellow, but honest. nAs it develops, it suits well for Don to return to the Peach right now. He left this afternoon. The lost, wasp-stung packhorse has not been found. Willie Alf and Moreton, _?_ Alf, here with cooked food this noon, spent all of yesterday hunting for it and got only tracks, not very far from where the horse went bush. Don's return today will allow us to move back to the Peach in two packhorse trips, if we abandon some stores. There will be some tough going if we lose any more horses. George's ever present desire to sample, rather than collect thoroughly, has also manifested itself and I have agreed to the mammal staff going back along the track a few milesto establish another camp on the 19th. The second mammal camp for this area will be at a higher altitude than the present one. George wants to see the country