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[7.2.50] trying to get a view of it and when 
eventually I did I saw only its 
fleeting form disappearing up a gully. 
It began to rain and we 
57 returned to the car and read till 
(28) lunch. The afternoon we rested. 
8.2.50 We took the car up to 
the far end of the plateau, as far 
as we could on the road to the 
Horn. The road was under 
repair and we walked the last 
mile. There was a large flock 
of RAVENS round the summit perching 
on the dead white snow gums and 
tossing themselves in the up breeze 
of the cliffs. At the end of the 
road we looked out across a chasm. 
Kestrels were wheeling round and 
lot of PIED CURRAWONGS floated about 
the precipices, their eiry*[eerie] call floating 
up to us. The pinnacle of the 
Horn was wracked in tearing [guess] wind 
and mist. Occasionally there would 
