it is very common all up the river from the commencement of the high grounds.  We were detained this morning as I had a shoe to put on one of the horses and other things to do.  At 9.20 a.m.  Messrs. Campbell, Allison, and Jemmy started up the river, and Fisherman and I started to look for a river from the southward.  At 10.5, after having crossed the river, we made one mile and three-quarters south-south-west over rising ground, of the richest soil with hardly a tree upon it, to the foot of the ranges, at which place Mount Kay bore 56 degrees; the hill, probably, with the cairn on the top, 53 degrees; the ranges bearing 68 to 71 degrees, which I think are on the right bank of a watercourse we found soon afterwards, which I named the O’Shanassy River, just above its junction with the Gregory River.  A table hill, about a mile distant 92 degrees.  At 10.50 we made half a mile south-south-west to the top of a range which has a basaltic stony character.  From it we observed that we were 327 degrees from a distant long-topped table hill.  Having got into broken country I depended too much on Fisherman to take me out of it into the next valley, but he took me on to the river at a point a considerable distance up its course.  At 1 p.m. we returned to the point, which is one mile and three-quarters south-south-west from the camp we left in the morning.  At 1.30 we made east-south-east, past the little table hill to a beautiful valley of the richest soil, but now without water, and all the grass parched up, at which point Mount Kay bore north-north-west, about one mile distant.  We then searched for the river we expected to find coming from the southward, and found it by following down the river north-east for one mile and a half below Mount Kay, where we marked a tree—­broad arrow before L. We then followed the river up for half a mile and observed that it was running.  It does not join at the place which we the previous day thought was the junction of a river.  Just above the junction there is a scrub of large fig-trees, on which there were a great number of flying foxes.  There is a hill on the right bank of the river, just above its junction with the Gregory, which I named Smith’s Range.  In returning I observed at a point one mile and three-quarters south-south-west from the camp remarkable hills on both sides of the Gregory River, about half a mile above the junction with the O’Shanassy, which I have named the Prior Ranges.  At 4.48 we returned to a point opposite Mount Kay.  At 5.26 made two miles up the river to where there are remarkable bluff hills on both sides of the river (the lower hills of the gorge).  At 5.50 we observed that we had passed the camp and, as the river is difficult to cross even at its best fords, we went to the camp ford, which the horses knew, as we had crossed there in the morning.  Having made camp at 6.35, at dark we made one mile and three-quarters west, slightly southerly to the hill at the gorge, on the track of the main party.  Further than that Fisherman would not follow this track in the dark, as it went over a basaltic rocky range.  This was a bad camp for us, the grass so parched up that the horses could not get any worth eating, and we had nothing to eat ourselves.  I was stung by a reptile, probably a scorpion.  The pain it gave was sufficient to make me very uncomfortable during the night.