THE WOMBAT. 69 



Shortly after passing Barramunga we exchanged Xmas 

 greetings with Mr. Floyd and his family on his selection ; the 

 forest scenery here is beyond description. Comical Corner, 

 a real artist's study, was soon after reached, and here the 

 " cartwheel bird " was to be heard on all sides. After resting 

 at the half-way house on the top of Mt. Sabine, we went to 

 the western head of the Barwon to secure a view ; on the road 

 a fine native tomahawk was discovered, and also a most lovely 

 nest of the rufous-fronted fantail. It was lined with scarlet 

 fibre, but was unfortunately lost before we returned home. 

 After spending a couple of hours in this delightful place we 

 resumed our road to the bay ; owing to the heavy rain of the 

 previous day the track was very greasy, and we found it 

 necessary to bind our brakes with rope to make them hold, 

 especially when we got to the big hill — " Gentle Annie," at 

 the foot of which is Skene's Creek bridge. We reached 

 Cawood's at 5.30. After dinner we strolled over to the 

 Barham River in the cool of the evening and visited our old 

 camping ground, which called to mind the holidays of previous 

 years. 



Next morning, while we were having a swim, we were 

 called out owing to the sudden illness of Mr. Watt, the life of 

 the party, who, within a few minutes, dropped dead from 

 heart disease ; much sympathy was expressed for his wife, and 

 the sad event cast a gloom over the township. 



We spent the day on the Barham with our cameras and 

 obtained some good views. On the following day we started 

 at 8 a.m. on the return journey, and we fully availed ourselves 

 of the opportunities afforded of obtaining many interesting 

 bits, the day being perfect for photographic purposes. Once 

 while focussing a view, an old Irishman came along and was 

 taken in the picture ; he went off delighted, exclaiming " he 

 had been taken in his un-i-form," which happened to consist 

 of a pair of moleskins and a shirt. 



At Barramunga Mr. Floyd and his son kindly guided us 

 to the Falls on Barramunga Creek, and we were well repaid by 

 the views secured for the scrambling and scratching in getting 

 there ; the place was alive with small birds, and old nests 

 abounded on every side. We reached Forrest on the 

 following day and decided to stay for a while. We spent the 

 day fishing and shooting ; some good specimens can be 

 secured here, and among others, black cockatoos seem plenti- 

 ful. After taking some views of the Barwon, we resumed our 

 journey at mid-day on Saturday (January and), and reached 

 Geelong in time for dinner on the Sunday, thoroughly bene- 

 fited by the change, and well pleased with the views secured 

 and the information gained. 



In conclusion we must thank all friends on the road for 

 the kindness shown to us during the trip. 



