at 100 degrees in the shade when we rested under the
quandongs. In the night blankets were unendurable.
Had there been any food for them the horses could
not eat for thirst, and were too much fatigued by
yesterday’s toil to go out of sight of our camping
place. We followed along the course of the lake
north of west for seven miles, when we were checked
by a salt arm running north-eastwards; this we could
not cross until we had gone up it a distance of three
miles. Then we made for some low ridges lying
west-south-west and reached them in twelve miles.
There was neither watercourse, channel, nor rock-holes;
we wandered for several miles round the ridges, looking
for water, but without success, and got back on our
morning’s tracks when we had travelled thirty
miles. From the top of these ridges the lake
could be seen stretching away to the west or west-south-west
in vast proportions, having several salt arms running
back from it at various distances. Very far to
the west was another ridge, but it was too distant
for me to reach now, as to-night the horses would
have been two nights without water, and the probability
was they would get none there if they reached it.
I determined to visit it, however, but I felt I must
first return to the tank in the little glen to refresh
the exhausted horses. From where we are, the
prospect is wild and weird, with the white bed of the
great lake sweeping nearly the whole southern horizon.
The country near the lake consists of open sandhills,
thickly bushed and covered with triodia; farther back
grew casuarinas and mulga scrubs.
It was long past the middle of the day when I descended
from the hill. We had no alternative but to return
to the only spot where we knew water was to be had;
this was now distant twenty-one miles to the north-east,
so we departed in a straight line for it. I was
heartily annoyed at being baffled in my attempt to
reach the mountain, which I now thought more than
ever would offer a route out of this terrible region;
but it seemed impossible to escape from it. I
named this eminence Mount Olga, and the great salt
feature which obstructed me Lake Amadeus, in honour
of two enlightened royal patrons of science.
The horses were now exceedingly weak; the bogging of
yesterday had taken a great deal of strength out of
them, and the heat of the last two days had contributed
to weaken them (the thermometer to-day went up to
101 degrees in shade). They could now only travel
slowly, so that it was late at night when we reached
the little tank. Fifty miles over such disheartening
country to-day has been almost too much for the poor
animals. In the tank there was only sufficient
water for one horse; the others had to be tied up
and wait their turns to drink, and the water percolated
so slowly through the sand it was nearly midnight
before they were all satisfied and begun to feed.
What wonderful creatures horses are! They can
work for two and three days and go three nights without