Accommodation was found just out of town at Gunbarrel Laarger, however I opted for roast pork and vegetables at the Tavern for dinner. I will stay in Wiluna for two nights, tomorrow doing repairs and a bit of sightseeing around town. I had now then planned for two nights away in the bush again, heading up the Canning Stock Route for access to the Carnarvon Range before picking my brother Gary from the Wiluna airport on Monday morning. Friday 22nd June I repacked the vehicle, a necessary task as many of my goods had had a good shakedown over two weeks, and needed to be put back into their correct places. Then I went into town and had one of my tyres looked at, which had not been properly repaired the day before heading out of town on the north road.Half an hour later I reached the turnoff for the Canning Stock Route – I actually missed the sign and passed the turnoff before quickly realising and turned around. It seemed like a fairly ordinary track, not fitting of a famous iconic track that eventually reaches Bililuna.I soon reached Well 2 where there was another vehicle parked. The couple from the vehicle were planning to travel up to Well 23 however now that plan was cancelled as the woman was suffering from panic attacks. The windmill of the well was operational and the tank was full and overflowing onto the surrounding bushland. I didn’t stay too long and bid the couple goodbye as I headed up the track.The track ran in a northern direction and I followed it past Wells 2A and 3. I passed Lake Nabberu which is compromised of a few lakes, some with quite a lot of water in them and much birdlife. The track then ran parallel to the Frere Range before heading north easterly and I arrived at Windich Spring on the Kennedy Creek about 3:30pm.There were two men camped by the spring and it looked like the camp was well set-up. The guys, one of which I had met two days ago in Wiluna were waiting for some new springs to arrive. Their friends who I had talked to in town this morning had had the wrong springs shipped and were waiting for the right ones. It was quite a pleasant place to be stuck in really.I camped further up the track about ten kilometres at Well 4B. The well had water in it however it was abandoned and unused. After dinner I settled down to listen to the AFL Football game on the radio between Melbourne and Richmond. A calling sound of an animal was heard in the distance. I didn’t think much of it however heard it again, and then again.It was a donkey, or donkeys, as I could now clearly hear the “EE-ORE”. I grabbed the torch and walked toward the sounds, about 10 metres from the vehicle and could see in the distance three pairs of eyes reflecting in the torchlight. I stopped to ponder the sight for about twenty seconds when I heard a slight rumbling sound. Very quickly the rumbling sound increased in intensity and the ground started to vibrate. It was a stampede. A DONKEY STAMPEDE !!!!!!I ran quickly to the ute to use it for cover in case they were headed in my direction. I had visions of donkeys jumping over the ute and running through the tent and fire. This did not happen. They were moving across from the camp at a tangent. They probably did not get closer than 50 metres though there must have been quite a few of them to make so much noise and vibration.I awoke earlier than I would have like. Today is the halfway mark, in terms of days away from home, of the trip and I had hoped the second half would be as eventful as the first. I left the well just after 9:00am and headed up the stock route. My first stop was at Well 5 which has been fully restored. Then on to Well 6, or Pierre Spring. On the way I got good views of Mount Salvador and also Mount Davis. These hills, and the spring were named by John Forrest on his 1874 expedition.Well 6 was a popular place with two parties having camped overnight and another two stopping for a look when I was there. I now backtracked about fifteen kilometres to a turn off which should take me west to the Carnarvon Range incidentally also being named by Forrest, but not visited by him. This western track, although it would seem not frequently used, was good, and the first portion of it granted nice views as it ran along the summit of a high stony ridge.As I approached the range I noticed there were a number of side tracks heading inward. I drove on some of these. One, leading towards a gorge had an old and rusty sign adjacent to the end of the track which said there were significant aboriginal sites in the area. This gorge, which I did not explore had pools of water lying in its creek. Another was a reasonably new track which led to another gorge which I also did not explore.The range is very beautiful. There does not seem to be many signs of activity in the area. Another track went into the range to Goodcamp Rockhole. I had a look and found the rockhole with its water coming from the cracks of rock in the mountain. A very scenic area, with the redness of the many faces of the range contrasting with the ghost gums that inhabit the creeks.The range is split into southern and northern sections. I now headed towards the northern part and the first section just after the hills was very rocky and careful driving techniques were required. I saw a dingo however it ran away before I could take a photograph. Talbot Rockhole was located at the south western portion of the upcoming range and I followed the track in until it terminated near the rockhole. What a great rockhole this was; about 10x8 metres wide, large, and of reasonable depth. Talbot’s mark from 1908 was etched into the adjacent walls.The water appeared clear and the rockhole was full, though the was no flowing water that I could see running into it. I walked above the rockhole and a bit beyond, before once again hitting the trail to reach Virgin Springs, on the other side of the range.There were many large ghost gums and the faces of the rock above the oasis were dark red in colour. The oasis itself was a pool of water at the base of the range, with crystal clear water draining from the mountain into it. I made my way up the adjacent crack in the mountain. There were areas on the way up where water would ooze from the cracks in the rock and flow downwards towards the springs. This water tasted quite fresh. Pools and small rockholes were abundant most of the way up the mountain. The highest pool of water I found was stagnant and green with algae.As I was more than halfway up the mountain I thought I might as well go all the way to the peak of this section of the range. At the summit I was provided with great views of the nearby Mount Methwin and Lake Kerrylyn, and I could even see Mount Salvador. This area around the Virgin Springs are an oasis in the desert and am happy and pleased that I have had the opportunity to visit them.As it was getting late in the day I went back to my vehicle and drove for around four kilometres south east of Mount Methwin and camped.In the morning I knew had to get back to Wiluna today as my brother would be flying in tomorrow morning. It was Sunday 24th June 2007. I left camp and went back to the southern section of the range and found the track to the west. The track was very good, and eventually the station country of Neds Creek Station was reached. The station tracks would be quite hazardous in the wet however I made it through with no dramas. There were a couple of minor creek crossings holding water – these were easily traversed.Near Neds Creek Station I climbed Johnson Cairn, an early navigation marker before visiting the homestead to have a chat with the Station Owner. The homestead was only a few kilometres from the Wiluna North Road which was reached before an easy drive along the frequently graded road back into Wiluna. I camped back at Gunbarrel Laarger, and was quite tired and got a restful nights sleep ready for another big day tomorrow where I will pick up my brother Gary from Wiluna Airport and then head out to the start of the Gunbarrel Highway at Carnegie Station, and attempt to make our way to the Alfred and Marie Range.