George McIver, Neuroomia (1894)
“ We remained in this wild and wonderful locality, fishing and exploring the country, for a space of time equal to a few of our days, then packed the flanillas, now much refreshed by the halt, and resumed our journey. Our path for a time led along the banks of the lake, and as we were leaving it, I turned round and gazed in the direction of its shores till the last patch of still water was lost to view. Our next camping-place was of a different character, the timber being scanty and of stunted growth, and we were surrounded by snowy peaks resplendent in their robes of dazzling purity. ”
