The Expedition travels between the dunes for several hours, negotiating dense mulga forests with only a few small creek crossings. Mid afternoon they run into a mix of tossed up sandunes and boulders. Taylor has great difficulty threading the lumbering truck through and over the rocks, three times the machine slides and crashes into boulders with spring breaking jolts.

Blakeley anxious to push on orders temporary repairs while he continues on foot to find a way through and has the good fortune to find a spring fed swamp not far off. He directs the lopsided truck to another early camp. Taylor gets to work immediately and he will be a busy mechanic tomorrow.

It is a very cold night, but with plenty of wood for the fire and with the truck tarpaulin rigged up as a windbreak it's a cosy  enjoyable camp. Even Lasseter is in reasonable humour but spends the evening in the cab writing up his diary.