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this river on the 1st of June, and the very sandy nature of the 
country before us, and the weakness of our draught oxen, 
determined me again to proceed in advance with a small party, 
relying chiefly on the horses ; but this time 1 endeavoured to 
carry with me sufficient provisions to preclude the necessity for 
the party to be left at the dep6t following me further; I deter¬ 
mined to trace the river upwards, keeping the right bank, that I 
might fall in with and follow up'any tributary from the north¬ 
west ; from various elevations, within thirty miles of the depot 
camp, I had intersected many summits of lofty masses to the 
eastward, and also those of a line of cones, the general direction 
of which ran nearly westward, and from these I could extend my 
survey beyond. 
I left the depdt camp on the 4th June, taking with me Mr. 
Stephenson, ten men, all the horses, three light carts, a dray, 
and the best team of bullocks, with four months’ provisions, 
leaving with Mr. Kennedy sixteen men, all the bullocks, and the 
remainder of the drays and provisions. 1 found that two tribu¬ 
taries joined the Maranoa from the west, but they arose in sub¬ 
ordinate sandstone ridges, and contained little water; then, in 
seeking again the main channel, I found it dry and full of satid ; 
water being more readily found in the sandstone gullies, which 
then enclosed the river, than in the main channel. I then set out 
on an extensive reconnoissance to the northward, and ascending 
Mount Owen (one of the cones in the range already meutioned), 
I perceived that the main channel of the Maranoa came through 
this range from mountains beyond it. The most lofty part of 
these mountains was remarkable for its extreme flatness, and 
having since intersected its salients from many points in my route 
so as to determine its true place, I have named it Buckland’s 
Table Land. Beyond Mount Owen, I fell in with another river 
falling north-west, in the midst of sandstone cliffs and gullies, but 
I soon found that it turned south-west, leading through fine open 
plains into a lower interior country. 
Continuing my ride north-west, while my party were still 
refreshing the horses in a grassy gully overlooking the Maranoa, 
I again found a chain of volcanic summits connected with the 
