Leaving Silverton and Broken Hill behind, the expedition struck out for the Southern Ocean.
Yet another vast expanse of nothing greeted the expedition.
Finally, as if out of a mirage, the Darling River appeared.
Shortly thereafter the expedition crossed the Murray River.
The song was appropriate for the riverine communities along the Murray’s banks.
Further south, the lush countryside of Victoria spread before the expedition.
Storm clouds on the horizon.
