ABSTRACT
T H E R E is a charm in the feeling of independence which a farewell to civilisation brings with it, and in the knowledge that henceforward one has to rely solely on ones own resources, and that success or failure depend on one's self. At rare intervals opportunities may occur of sending mails and reports to the coast, but between these times-few and far between-the tyranny of the pen is overpast, saving only for the daily diary and the mapping work.
