Being now in the settled districts I gave over keeping watch, which we had regularly done since the 9th of May.
20th.
Continuing for fifteen miles, we reached a deserted well called Wearing's; it was about 200 feet deep, and after joining all the tether-ropes, girths, bridle reins, halters, etc., we managed to get up a bucket full, but after all our trouble it was quite salt.

We therefore continued our journey South-East for Fowler's Bay, and at four miles saw some fresh sheep tracks, and shortly afterwards saw the shepherd, named Jack, who was very talkative.

He told us he had been to Swan River, and thought it was quite as good as this place.

He also said there was a well of good water about eight miles further on.

This was a pleasant surprise, the nearest well on my chart being sixteen miles distant: this was a new well sunk since the survey.