88 THE GEELONG NATURALIST. 
NOTES ON RECENT OUTINGS. 
Bx “Crcapa.” 
MvunanEBOLUC.—AÀ pleasant morning, a well-filled hamper, and we 
are “making tracks" for this modest, but picturesque, little town- 
ship on the old Barwon. The country between Geelong and 
Murgheboluc is of an uninteresting character, and the sudden descent 
into the pretty little dell in which the township is scattered gives a 
welcome relief, and affords scope for various geological theories. 
Our knowledge of geology being very limited (notwithstanding that 
we are journeying to obtain samples of tertiary clays for a friend), 
we will abstain from saying anything of the formation. Our 
destination being Native Creek, about three miles beyond the town- 
ship, we leave the inhabitants to their pristine repose and turn our 
attention to the romantic bend where the creek joins the river 
Barwon. Here it is that we gather our tertiary clays. 
Being just now more in sympathy with entomology, we keep 
a sharp look-out for specimens, but with little success owing, 
robably to the previous cold weather. The only specimens seen in . 
epidoptera were the Common Brown (Heteronympha merope), 
Australian Admiral (Pyrameis Itea), Painted Lady (Pyrameis 
Kershawii), and Kershaw’s Xenica (Xenica Kershawit). 
In ornithology the only specimens secured were the nest and 
three eggs of the Dotterel (Zphthianura albifrons), the eggs being 
in an advanced state of incubation A remarkable liking for vege- 
table food has been acquired by the Crow (Corvus Australis?) in 
this district. The growers of green peas have been sorely troubled 
by flocks of these birds. 
Botanists might have revelled in this locality as the fields were 
in excellent condition from their point of view. Our time being 
limited we hasten to return to town, which is reached in about an 
hour and a half. 
Ocran Grove.—Accepting the invitation of a friend, a visit is 
paid to this salubrious watering place. Going via Drysdale we find 
plenty to interest in all directions, for passing through Moolap to 
the rise at Leopold Hill, a glance back towards Geelong presents a 
charming sight. The extensive fields of newly-mown hay and corn, 
and here and there a late crop, with its beautiful green showing in 
pleasing contrast with the ripened fields; and farmhouses scattered 
