The questions: where were we at the last new moon?
how far have we travelled since?
and where shall we be at the next ?--were invariably discussed amongst us; calculations were made as to the time that would be required to bring us to the end of our journey, and there was no lack of advice offered as to what should, and ought to be done.
At several of our last camps the cry of the goat suckers, and the hooting of owls, were heard the whole night; and immediately after sunset, the chirping of several kinds of crickets was generally heard, the sound of which was frequently so metallic, as to be mistaken for the tinkling of our bell.

At Separation Creek, we first met with the ring-tailed opossum; and, on the table land, often heard its somewhat wailing cry.
June 5 .-- We travelled, in a direct line, about nine miles west by north, down the river, although the distance along its banks was much greater; for it made a large bend at first to the northward, and afterwards, being turned by a fine conspicuous short range, to the westward.

I named the Range after W.Kirchner, Esq., another of the supporters of my expedition.

The river was here, in some places, fully half a mile broad, and formed channels covered with low shrubs, among which a myrtle was frequent.

Between the ranges, the river became narrower: and, before it reached Kirchner's Range, a large creek joined it from the eastward; and another from the southward, after it had passed the range.