We could trace the river passing along at its foot in an East-North-East direction for nine miles, when it appeared to cross the plain; a large island lying midway changed its course for a short distance.
I found a strange kind of fruit growing in a hollow, near the top of Curiosity Peak; the tree was small and leafless, with the fruit hanging in bunches about the size of a damascene plum, of the colour of a peach, and containing a large stone.

I afterwards had a pie made of this fruit, which proved to be by no means bad eating.
Besides the sandstone of which the peak is composed, I found a kind of slate on the north-west side.

Several banks showed themselves, leaving at that time of tide scarcely a boat channel, although the river was a mile wide at high-water.

A great part of the day was occupied in collecting material for the chart of this part, and we passed the night near the foot of Curiosity Peak.

On the grassy flat opposite, I killed five white ibises at a shot.
At sunset, I noticed large flocks of a rather small brown pigeon, constantly flying from Whirlwind Plains to the north-west, and back again in the morning.