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-====== EDITORIAL ======+===== Editorial =====
  
 Our last issue was published just after King's Birthday, and most people have not had a long week-end since then, but a few "chosen people" (Civil servants, Bank Clerks, etc.) are just recovering from the lawyer vine scratches collected last week-end on Mt. Victoria Creek, on their way to the Grose River for Peter Page's annual pilgrimage to the Blue Gum Forest. Our last issue was published just after King's Birthday, and most people have not had a long week-end since then, but a few "chosen people" (Civil servants, Bank Clerks, etc.) are just recovering from the lawyer vine scratches collected last week-end on Mt. Victoria Creek, on their way to the Grose River for Peter Page's annual pilgrimage to the Blue Gum Forest.
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 But it has one disadvantage it can be usurped by one's tent-mate, and when he weighs as much as '"Fruity Frank" it's a bit of a job rolling him off it. Ask Peter!  But it has one disadvantage it can be usurped by one's tent-mate, and when he weighs as much as '"Fruity Frank" it's a bit of a job rolling him off it. Ask Peter! 
-====== BARRINGTON TOPS ======+ 
 +===== Barrington Tops =====
 __G.M. Taylor.__ __G.M. Taylor.__
  
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 At last we arrived back in Paterson again, and with our packs bulging with oranges, we stepped into a Sydney bound train, and so, back to the "big smoke" with our minds dwelling happily on the thoughts of a holiday most enjoyably spent. At last we arrived back in Paterson again, and with our packs bulging with oranges, we stepped into a Sydney bound train, and so, back to the "big smoke" with our minds dwelling happily on the thoughts of a holiday most enjoyably spent.
-====== THE WOLGAN VALLEY AND COLO RIVER ======+ 
 +===== The Wolgan Valley and Colo River =====
 __(From Dunc's a Diary)__  __(From Dunc's a Diary)__ 
  
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 (To be continued in our next.) (To be continued in our next.)
  
-====== MY FIRST TEST WALK ======+===== My First Test Walk =====
 __by Bill Reilly.__ __by Bill Reilly.__
  
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 Looking back now upon our adventure, I feel extremely sorry we had to rush it so, because we had no time to absorb the beauties that presented themselves, and the rush photographs which I took I feel quite ashamed of, but still it had to be done. It had been set down for two days and accomplished in one, and I can safely say that it was the leaders who made it look so easy, and to emulate them, we have done something that is quite unique as a test walk, and which I believe has never been done before in the one day, in the direction we went, as a Club walk. Looking back now upon our adventure, I feel extremely sorry we had to rush it so, because we had no time to absorb the beauties that presented themselves, and the rush photographs which I took I feel quite ashamed of, but still it had to be done. It had been set down for two days and accomplished in one, and I can safely say that it was the leaders who made it look so easy, and to emulate them, we have done something that is quite unique as a test walk, and which I believe has never been done before in the one day, in the direction we went, as a Club walk.
-====== GOOD COMPANIONS ======+ 
 +===== Good Companions =====
  
 A Bushwalker, perhaps better than any other person, knows the worth of Good Companions. A Bushwalker, perhaps better than any other person, knows the worth of Good Companions.
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 In designing and making gear, Paddy's constant aim is to create Good Companions. Tested materials, proved designs, careful workmanship all combine to make the finished article the best possible of its type. In designing and making gear, Paddy's constant aim is to create Good Companions. Tested materials, proved designs, careful workmanship all combine to make the finished article the best possible of its type.
  
-====== "THE BURRAGORANG" =====+===== "The Burragorang" =====
-__"Barney".__+
  
 Oh! the Burragorang's a valley grand\\ Oh! the Burragorang's a valley grand\\
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 The lilt from the Bush - the call to her side. The lilt from the Bush - the call to her side.
  
-====== THE LOG OF THE "JOY====== +__"Barney".__ 
-__by H. Chardon.__ + 
-Continued from + 
-Feb. Issue (No.17). +===== The Log of the "Joy" ===== 
-Boxing Day - Cloudy. Up at five and away at six, for breakfast must be caught. We headed downstream and turned into the Shoalhaven at seven. Five rapids followed, the last of which we were able to shoot. Just prior to this I had a shot at a fox from the boat. He was hit but the shot were too light to do much more than make him yelp. We landed to follow him up and saw three more, but they were well out of range and loping away fast. I shot a rabbit and we returned to +Continued from Feb. Issue (No.17) by HChardon. [Harold Chardon] 
-the canoe. + 
-After passing our fifth rapid we had three nice fish)so we stopped on a sandy beach near Apple Tree Flat for breakfast, the time being 9.30 a.m. Eleven thirty saw us again an our way, passing through river flats, the motntains receding further and further. Seireral rapids were passed, one of which we were able to shoot. We continued steadily until 1 o'clock, when we reached Bull's Flat. Here we met Jim Baron and two other chaps proceeding upstream on horseback. We yarned for quite a bit, then said good-;bye and shot another rapid which brought us to our lunch spot on the left bank opposite Bull's Flat. + 
-We have not yet shaved so are sights to behold. But as we are approaching civilisation we will have to part with our natural fly veils. So here goes: Shaving completed we held a council-of-mar and decided that a camp here would be in the best interests of the meat supply. We bagged a rabbit each before tea, mine had hydatids so we had to use him for eel bait. Tea consiste& of rabbit stew, apples and rice, partaken,after a further conversation with our friends of the morning. We propose to make an early start in the morning and try the spinner for some perch. Ducks flew over to-night but I couldn't get in a shot.+Boxing Day - Cloudy. Up at five and away at six, for breakfast must be caught. We headed downstream and turned into the Shoalhaven at seven. Five rapids followed, the last of which we were able to shoot. Just prior to this I had a shot at a fox from the boat. He was hit but the shot were too light to do much more than make him yelp. We landed to follow him up and saw three more, but they were well out of range and loping away fast. I shot a rabbit and we returned to the canoe. 
 + 
 +After passing our fifth rapid we had three nice fish so we stopped on a sandy beach near Apple Tree Flat for breakfast, the time being 9.30 a.m. Eleven thirty saw us again on our way, passing through river flats, the mountains receding further and further. Several rapids were passed, one of which we were able to shoot. We continued steadily until 1 o'clock, when we reached Bull's Flat. Here we met Jim Baron and two other chaps proceeding upstream on horseback. We yarned for quite a bit, then said good-bye and shot another rapid which brought us to our lunch spot on the left bank opposite Bull's Flat. 
 + 
 +We have not yet shaved so are sights to behold. But as we are approaching civilisation we will have to part with our natural fly veils. So here goes: Shaving completed we held a council-of-war and decided that a camp here would be in the best interests of the meat supply. We bagged a rabbit each before tea, mine had hydatids so we had to use him for eel bait. Tea consisted of rabbit stew, apples and rice, partaken after a further conversation with our friends of the morning. We propose to make an early start in the morning and try the spinner for some perch. Ducks flew over tonight but I couldn't get in a shot. 
 Tuesday - After writing the diary last night we caught an eel. This gave us an excuse for cancelling our proposed early start as we now had our fish for breakfast. Tuesday - After writing the diary last night we caught an eel. This gave us an excuse for cancelling our proposed early start as we now had our fish for breakfast.
 +
 The morning dawned clear and still, a few fleecy clouds in the sky and the sun with a sting in it. We loaded up after breakfast and embarked at 9.50 a.m., determined to stop at the first deep pool for a bath and a swim. This we did at 10 a.m., and played round taking photos till nearly midday. The morning dawned clear and still, a few fleecy clouds in the sky and the sun with a sting in it. We loaded up after breakfast and embarked at 9.50 a.m., determined to stop at the first deep pool for a bath and a swim. This we did at 10 a.m., and played round taking photos till nearly midday.
-Five rapids followed before lunch, the first four were shallow and had to be waded. The fifth was shallow at the start but narrowed and deepened, flawing close to the right hand bank. We were able to shoot it after wading over the start, taking care to avoid decapitating ourselves an the overhanging branches- of the caqivarinas. Whilst wading through the sixth rapid we were hailed by Mr. Thompson of Burriar who was out fishing. He had the billy boiling so we joined him at lunch and found him a very entertaining friend. 
-2.30 found us .on our way again, rapids followed in quick succession and the pools were fairly short. We were only able to shoot 2 rapids, the first just after lunch and the second just before we made camp (4 p.m.) at Yal Wal Creek. Both these rapids were long and narrow and gave us a good run, the waves at times being level with our gunwales. 
-Yal Wal Creek is a pretty little spot and the site of our camp, in flood, ilmuld be an island, the creek having two mouths. The creek itself flaws through an arch of interlocking troea and is quite dark for some distance up. Tea consisted of rabbit stew, followed by apricots and sago and proved; very good eating. Tom has just built up the fire to get coals for damper and then early to bed for to-morrow we want to get beyond Burriar and it will be a hard day. 
-Mr. Thompson passed 116 again on his way home, just as we were finishing tea, Wednesday . Up early, breakfast was soon an accomplished fact. Washing Up was 
  
-postponed till we had a further look at yal Mal Creek. It is indeed beautiful. We went up through two mirror-like pools with perfect reflections. Several large perch were seen but could nibt be hooked. +Five rapids followed before lunch, the first four were shallow and had to be waded. The fifth was shallow at the start but narrowed and deepenedflowing close to the right hand bank. We were able to shoot it after wading over the start, taking care to avoid decapitating ourselves on the overhanging branches- of the casuarinasWhilst wading through the sixth rapid we were hailed by MrThompson of Burrier who was out fishingHe had the billy boiling so we joined him at lunch and found him very entertaining friend.
-Back to camp and away at 9.40 a.m. We were lucky in our first rapid, which was long, narrow and deep. Several more rapids were passed and MB came upon a cornfield and a deserted hut an the left hand bank; this was soon followed by Fletcherts homestead on Bugong Creek. We visited them and were given apricots and eggs, very acceptable gifts. +
-Mrs. Fletcher was Miss Rumsey before she marriedso of course, knew Marj.Hill. Several more rapids followed till we came to the largest fall we had yet encountered a drop of about 6 ft. in as many yards. The blacks call it Cooloodoo, which we were told means treacherous water. From this point onwards the willows became quite +
-profuse and the river flats became larger in extent, indicating that the river was somewhere near sea level. We were ravenous after our long morning, so stopped at 1.30 near a homestead an the left hand bank. After lunch it did not take long to reach the farthest point penetrated by motorists - BuTriar. +
-We wandered up to the "town", had a look at the school and hall from the outsidethen went into the Post Office and asked for letter cards. Only one could be found and that was so old. we decided to leave it their* The mail had just left some will have to post our mail in Nowra, +
-Mx. Thompsonts house stands on the upstream side of the town and is rather a fine building. We visited them on the way back and had a long yarn. Their property was one of the first grants made in the Shoalhaven Valley, and has been in the family since 1816. Two brothers are now living there with their families. Whilst talking they told us of Ettaeama Creek which runs into Yal Wal Creek and suggested that we come dawn again and they would take us to their property there for some shooting and fishing. On leaving they gave us bread and more apricots. We were very grateful for the bread as we used the last of our flour last night. +
-More rapids followed. but we were 'able to shoot them all. This brings me to our camp for to-night. We seem to have reached the tidal limit but are not sure. The river is still fresh but appears to be falling. The river is very pretty, the banks lined with willows and casuarinas. Just after landing we went out on the +
-flat behind our camp and I managed to shoot a rabbit. The weather has been fine although there are signs of a break. A Southerly sprang up whilst we were at Fletcher's, and besides making the going heavy, blew up banks of clouds. +
-To-morrow we intend going on-to Bamerang and visiting Young's farm. +
-Paddy Pallin was there on his trip and'voted them fine people.  +
-Thursday - rp about the usual time we soon made short work of a breakfast of ham and eggs and were on our way earlyThe day was coolish and inclined to rain, with a Southerly wind blowing. ' Tide were now a problem, and we had an adverse one to contend with as well as the wind in our faces most of the time, which made the going doubly hard. +
-Just after leaving Burriar the river definitely opens out, and extensive river flats make their appearanceThe river, also, becomes much wider, the banks being lined with Willows. We paddled downstream steadily making close on four miles +
-per hour, sighting Pulpit Hill and the private punt on the way. The latter was the landinark we had to watch for, with Young's farm the next on the right. +
-Eventually we sighted the buildings, ran the canoe into a backwater near some casuarinas and. went up to make ourselves known. They had received Paddy's letter the day before so were an the lookout for us, We yarned until lunch time and +
-then went back to the trees and made camp. During the afternoon we had visit from the ladies, and talked until it was time to go and look for something to shootWe had no luck so returned to camp and prepared tea, after which we cleaned ourselves up and went up to the house where we stayed until it was time to turn in. Friday - We made an early decision to stay where we were for the day as the+
  
-Youngs were going to Namrain the car and offered to bring back supplies for us. It was a frightfully hot day and we spent our time loafing in the shade of the trees. About 5 p.m. we crossed the river after bunnies. 'Tom bagged one and two fell to my gun. While we were coming home a thunderstorm broke and gave us quite a wetting. +2.30 found us on our way again, rapids followed in quick succession and the pools were fairly short. We were only able to shoot 2 rapids, the first just after lunch and the second just before we made camp (4 p.m.at Yalwal Creek. Both these rapids were long and narrow and gave us good run, the waves at times being level with our gunwales.
-Saturday - The day started off clear and very hot, but as the morning advanced the sky clouded over and the wind developed quite a sting. With the tide nearly at the flood we started off for a visit to Saltwater Creek. This is a very beautiful little stream, but unfortunately some motor campers had used it as a garbage dump. The trip was well worth while however, and filled in the time until the tide was well on the ebb. '3.30 p.m saw us on our way down the now broad stream of the Shoalhaven with about 17 miles to Nowra. Nothing d'note was passed until we rounded Long Pt. in Humbug Reach when we came upon a spearpoint pump about 10 yds. from the water's edge. We tested the water, and on finding it quite fresh, decided to camp* +
-Sunday - As soon as the tide commenced to flaw out we started off and after a visit to Cabbage TreeCreek pushed on to Nowra. On arrival we paddled up Bomaderry Creek and reconnoitered the route to the Station. Lunch was the next item on the programme, after which we held a conference to decide what to do with the remaining day of our holiday. +
-Eventually 'ma resolved to make the trip to the mouth of the river, a distance of ten miles. This we did as soon as the tide commenced to fall, passing the various islands in this broad, shallow estuary which is in reality the deltatnoith of the Shoalhaven. +
-The bird life in this part of the river is really remarkable, and water birds of all sorts, from great lumbering Pelicans to the snappy little Mother Careyts Chickens, including 'numberless thousands of gulls, duck and black and white mans. We camped the night on Comerong Island which, by the way, is no longer an island, as the real mouth of the Shealhaven now consists of a string of sandhills connecting the island' withGerringong beach on the North-, the waters of the Shoalhaven River finding. their way to the sea by way of a man-made canal and Crookhaven Heads. That night we made camp beside the home of Mr. Bice in drizzling rain, to the accompaniment of the droning of myriads:of mosquitoes, the first we had encountered on the voyage. - +
-Monday - We headed for Nowra and home at 10 a.m., and on the way helped ourselves to some fine fish at the invitation of Mr. Bice who had a meshing net set an the edge of the channel. The trip to Nowra was uneventful and once again we paddled up Bomaderry Creek to the railway lineHere we drew lots for what was left Of the provisions, shouldered the canoe and walked the 100 yds. or so to the station, arriving just in time for train. Unfortunately the boat had to remain till 'the following trainas the luggage van was not large enough to accommodate it. +
-Rain commenced falling again just as we were leaving Nowra, and we had the intense satisfaction of seeing it fall in torrents as we sat in comfort in the +
-train and smoked our pipes. We had timed our holiday to an hour, andwe were +
-satisfied.+
  
-====== WIFF'S SECOND GOLD HUNT ======+Yalwal Creek is a pretty little spot and the site of our camp, in flood, it must be an island, the creek having two mouths. The creek itself flows through an arch of interlocking trees and is quite dark for some distance up. Tea consisted of rabbit stew, followed by apricots and sago and proved very good eating. Tom has just built up the fire to get coals for damper and then early to bed for tomorrow we want to get beyond Burrier and it will be a hard day. 
 + 
 +Mr. Thompson passed us again on his way home, just as we were finishing tea. 
 + 
 +Wednesday - Up early, breakfast was soon an accomplished fact. Washing up was postponed till we had a further look at Yalwal Creek. It is indeed beautiful. We went up through two mirror-like pools with perfect reflections. Several large perch were seen but could not be hooked. 
 + 
 +Back to camp and away at 9.40 a.m. We were lucky in our first rapid, which was long, narrow and deep. Several more rapids were passed and we came upon a cornfield and a deserted hut on the left hand bank; this was soon followed by Fletcher's homestead on Bugong Creek. We visited them and were given apricots and eggs, very acceptable gifts. 
 + 
 +Mrs. Fletcher was Miss Rumsey before she married, so of course, knew Marj.Hill. Several more rapids followed till we came to the largest fall we had yet encountered a drop of about 6 ft. in as many yards. The blacks call it Cooloodoo, which we were told means treacherous water. From this point onwards the willows became quite profuse and the river flats became larger in extent, indicating that the river was somewhere near sea level. We were ravenous after our long morning, so stopped at 1.30 near a homestead on the left hand bank. After lunch it did not take long to reach the farthest point penetrated by motorists - Burrier. 
 + 
 +We wandered up to the "town", had a look at the school and hall from the outside, then went into the Post Office and asked for letter cards. Only one could be found and that was so old we decided to leave it their. The mail had just left so will have to post our mail in Nowra. 
 + 
 +Mr. Thompson's house stands on the upstream side of the town and is rather a fine building. We visited them on the way back and had a long yarn. Their property was one of the first grants made in the Shoalhaven Valley, and has been in the family since 1816. Two brothers are now living there with their families. Whilst talking they told us of Ettrema Creek which runs into Yalwal Creek and suggested that we come down again and they would take us to their property there for some shooting and fishing. On leaving they gave us bread and more apricots. We were very grateful for the bread as we used the last of our flour last night. 
 + 
 +More rapids followed but we were able to shoot them all. This brings me to our camp for tonight. We seem to have reached the tidal limit but are not sure. The river is still fresh but appears to be falling. The river is very pretty, the banks lined with willows and casuarinas. Just after landing we went out on the flat behind our camp and I managed to shoot a rabbit. The weather has been fine although there are signs of a break. A Southerly sprang up whilst we were at Fletcher's, and besides making the going heavy, blew up banks of clouds. 
 + 
 +Tomorrow we intend going on to Bamerang and visiting Young's farm. Paddy Pallin was there on his trip and voted them fine people. 
 + 
 +Thursday - Up about the usual time we soon made short work of a breakfast of ham and eggs and were on our way early. The day was coolish and inclined to rain, with a Southerly wind blowing. Tide were now a problem, and we had an adverse one to contend with as well as the wind in our faces most of the time, which made the going doubly hard. 
 + 
 +Just after leaving Burrier the river definitely opens out, and extensive river flats make their appearance. The river, also, becomes much wider, the banks being lined with Willows. We paddled downstream steadily making close on four miles per hour, sighting Pulpit Hill and the private punt on the way. The latter was the landmark we had to watch for, with Young's farm the next on the right. 
 + 
 +Eventually we sighted the buildings, ran the canoe into a backwater near some casuarinas and  went up to make ourselves known. They had received Paddy's letter the day before so were on the lookout for us. We yarned until lunch time and then went back to the trees and made camp. During the afternoon we had a visit from the ladies, and talked until it was time to go and look for something to shoot. We had no luck so returned to camp and prepared tea, after which we cleaned ourselves up and went up to the house where we stayed until it was time to turn in.  
 + 
 +Friday - We made an early decision to stay where we were for the day as the Youngs were going to Nowra in the car and offered to bring back supplies for us. It was a frightfully hot day and we spent our time loafing in the shade of the trees. About 5 p.m. we crossed the river after bunnies. Tom bagged one and two fell to my gun. While we were coming home a thunderstorm broke and gave us quite a wetting. 
 + 
 +Saturday - The day started off clear and very hot, but as the morning advanced the sky clouded over and the wind developed quite a sting. With the tide nearly at the flood we started off for a visit to Saltwater Creek. This is a very beautiful little stream, but unfortunately some motor campers had used it as a garbage dump. The trip was well worth while however, and filled in the time until the tide was well on the ebb. 3.30 p.m saw us on our way down the now broad stream of the Shoalhaven with about 17 miles to Nowra. Nothing of note was passed until we rounded Long Pt. in Humbug Reach when we came upon a spearpoint pump about 10 yds. from the water's edge. We tested the water, and on finding it quite fresh, decided to camp. 
 + 
 +Sunday - As soon as the tide commenced to flow out we started off and after a visit to Cabbage Tree Creek pushed on to Nowra. On arrival we paddled up Bomaderry Creek and reconnoitered the route to the Station. Lunch was the next item on the programme, after which we held a conference to decide what to do with the remaining day of our holiday. 
 + 
 +Eventually we resolved to make the trip to the mouth of the river, a distance of ten miles. This we did as soon as the tide commenced to fall, passing the various islands in this broad, shallow estuary which is in reality the delta mouth of the Shoalhaven. 
 + 
 +The bird life in this part of the river is really remarkable, and water birds of all sorts, from great lumbering Pelicans to the snappy little Mother Carey's Chickens, including numberless thousands of gulls, duck and black and white swans. We camped the night on Comerong Island which, by the way, is no longer an island, as the real mouth of the Shoalhaven now consists of a string of sandhills connecting the island with Gerringong beach on the North, the waters of the Shoalhaven River finding their way to the sea by way of a man-made canal and Crookhaven Heads. That night we made camp beside the home of Mr. Bice in drizzling rain, to the accompaniment of the droning of myriads of mosquitoes, the first we had encountered on the voyage.  
 + 
 +Monday - We headed for Nowra and home at 10 a.m., and on the way helped ourselves to some fine fish at the invitation of Mr. Bice who had a meshing net set on the edge of the channel. The trip to Nowra was uneventful and once again we paddled up Bomaderry Creek to the railway line. Here we drew lots for what was left of the provisions, shouldered the canoe and walked the 100 yds. or so to the station, arriving just in time for a train. Unfortunately the boat had to remain till the following train, as the luggage van was not large enough to accommodate it. 
 + 
 +Rain commenced falling again just as we were leaving Nowra, and we had the intense satisfaction of seeing it fall in torrents as we sat in comfort in the train and smoked our pipes. We had timed our holiday to an hour, and we were satisfied. 
 + 
 +===== Wiff's Second Gold Hunt =====
    
-Vic Thorsen and I set off for Mudgee an the 14th. July by train leaving Central at 9.46 !lam. The scenery looking down the Capertee Valley is something worth looking at. The train travels nearly half way around the valley, climbing all the way to 3000 ft. Arriving at Mudgee at 6 p.m., we visited "Hollywood", an eat +Vic Thorsen and I set off for Mudgee on the 14th. July by train leaving Central at 9.46 a.m. The scenery looking down the Capertee Valley is something worth looking at. The train travels nearly half way around the valley, climbing all the way to 3000 ft. Arriving at Mudgee at 6 p.m., we visited "Hollywood", an eat 
-house, and polished off the usual steak and eggs. Then we set off at 7 p.m. +house, and polished off the usual steak and eggs. Then we set off at 7 p.m. north, which puzzled me as our way was south. Soon turned west and about a mile and a half along turned in our right direction until we struck a branch road, stopped and talked over which one to take, and decided on the wrong one. Only went a few paces and struck a camp called the "Four Mile Camp", a father and son camping there for 3 years for the benefit of the old man who had a nervous break down. They made us welcome, put us right on the track, and we camped there for the night, having a good yarn at the fire in a small hut.
-north, which puzzled me as our way was south. Soon turned west and about a mile and a half along turned in our right direction -until we struck a branch road,+
  
-stopped and talked over which one to take, and decided on the wrong one. Only went a few paces and struck a camp called the "Four Mile Camp", a father and son oamping there for 3 years for the benefit of the old man who had a nervous break dawn. They made us welcome, put us right on the track, and we camped there for the night, having a good yarn at the fire in a small hut. +Sunday a very hard day on a hard road with nothing to see. We dined at Grattai Creek and pushed on to Coorangore Creek and camped with very sore feet. Monday we started with a 3 mile climb to the top of Tucker's Hill. Had a yarn with an old resident who told us about Mrs. Tucker picking up a big nugget on top of the mountain. Call it a hillsWell, Kosciusko is only a mound on a high range compared with Tucker's Hill. Dinner on top and a dip in a waterhole by the road. Vic kept nit while I went in, and then I took his place while he washed the tiredness out of his legs. Hargraves was reached at 2.30. Called in at the Pub for a ginger beer as they did not stock anything stronger. We camped near an old cemetery for company. These cemeteries seem to have some attraction for me, as it is the third one I have camped in; so I made my wife promise she would have me cremated so that I could not worry her after I am gone. 
-Sunday a very hard day on a hard road with nothing to see. We dined at Grattai Creek and pushed an to Coorangore Creek and camped with very sore feet. Monday we started with a 3 mile climb to the top of Tucker's Hill. Had a yarn with an old resident who told us about Mrs. Tucker picking up a big nugget on top of the mountain. Call it a hills Well, Kosciusko is only a mound on a high range compared with Tuoker's Hill. Dinner on top and a dip in a waterhole by the road. Vic kept nit while I went in, and then I took his place while he washed the tiredness out of his legm. Hargraves was reached at 2.30. Called in at the Pub for a ginger beer as theydid not stock anything stronger. We camped near an old cemetery for company. These aemeteriem seem to have some attraction for me, as it is the thirdone I have camped in; so I made my wife promise she would have me cremated so that I could not worry her after I am gone. + 
-Tuesday we took a 4 mile walk to Mt.Anderson and saw where the Louise Falls sometimes fall over the rocks, but they were very dry. We had dinner and I washedo about 6 dishes of dirt, but nota colour, while Vic went out shabting with his camera with better results'. Back to the cemetery for tea and bed with the spooks. +Tuesday we took a 4 mile walk to Mt.Anderson and saw where the Louise Falls sometimes fall over the rocks, but they were very dry. We had dinner and I washed about 6 dishes of dirt, but not a colour, while Vic went out shooting with his camera with better results. Back to the cemetery for tea and bed with the spooks. 
-Wednesday - raining, so decided to ride in the mail car to Hill End, much the same sort of country as Mudge-Hargraves ,section, only Green Valley made a pleasant change. Then we came on the historic spot where 30,000 Chowshad been camped - Tambaroora. I don't, know if the name is Abo or Choir, but the number of them made it Chinese, and they diiin't all grow peanuts, as there were some laundrymen amongst them. They had Washed all the soil off the paddocks and left the place a wreck. I bet the Whites had a bit of fun pulling their pigtails. Then Hill End or the + 
-"End of the World" was reached - a place all turned over looking for the precious metal. The paddocks are bare s.nd onlyroots ot the grass left. They tell me that the sheep and cattle in the early days used to have their teeth filled with goldbiting into the ground to get at the roots. We spent half an hour in that place while picking up a bit of fresh'food, and dropped 1500 ft. into the Turon in amiles%, like]Badgery's Crossing. I could not stand the cold on the hill. Made camp right on the Turon. +Wednesday - raining, so decided to ride in the mail car to Hill End, much the same sort of country as Mudgee-Hargraves section, only Green Valley made a pleasant change. Then we came on the historic spot where 30,000 Chows had been camped - Tambaroora. I don't, know if the name is Abo or Chow, but the number of them made it Chinese, and they didn't all grow peanuts, as there were some laundrymen amongst them. They had washed all the soil off the paddocks and left the place a wreck. I bet the Whites had a bit of fun pulling their pigtails. Then Hill End or the "End of the World" was reached - a place all turned over looking for the precious metal. The paddocks are bare and only roots of the grass left. They tell me that the sheep and cattle in the early days used to have their teeth filled with gold biting into the ground to get at the roots. We spent half an hour in that place while picking up a bit of fresh food, and dropped 1500 ft. into the Turon in a 1 1/2 miles, like Badgery's Crossing. I could not stand the cold on the hill. Made camp right on the Turon. 
-Thursday we 'decided to stock up for 10 dgys and push on. Vic volunteeredi to climb back to Hill End for supplies, while I watched a flock of goats that they did not eat our tent and sleeping bags. I did a bitof washing and found my first nugget. No luck with the fish, I could not lose a bait, so came to the conclusion that they had gone west to their winter quarters-. As it was Dole Day on the Hill, Vic had to fight to get served at the shops. The storekeeper.nearly collapsedwhen he put1-note dawn to pay for the supplies. + 
-Friday - pushed on through what was Root Hogg, a thriving township of 13000 souls, with 26 pas, and a public school. When they went they must have taken the town and level ground with them, it must have been all gold, as I could not see where they could have had a township. Struck the Macquarie River after 3 miles+Thursday we decided to stock up for 10 days and push on. Vic volunteered to climb back to Hill End for supplies, while I watched a flock of goats that they did not eat our tent and sleeping bags. I did a bit of washing and found my first nugget. No luck with the fish, I could not lose a bait, so came to the conclusion that they had gone West to their winter quarters. As it was Dole Day on the Hill, Vic had to fight to get served at the shops. The storekeeper nearly collapsed when he put  £1 note down to pay for the supplies. 
-of walking and the road had disappeared from view, easy going until a good camp site was struck at 3 o'clock. No fish, no gold, so pushed on. + 
-Saturday - passed 2 tunnels where gold was found, but now occupied -!5r unemployed looking for gold. Saw the remainOf a crusher with 12 stampers for reducing the stone to powder for washing. Plenty of rabbits but no gun. I think this trip would be a glorious one in the right time of the year, when the fish are about. We saw plenty of remains of camps and fishing sticks in the river. With ola Sol shining, a perfect place for the Nude Cult. The stinging nettle only just comes above the ground and is very rare. The water VAS a bit too cold for much washing.+Friday - pushed on through what was Root Hogg, a thriving township of 13000 souls, with 26 pubs, and a public school. When they went they must have taken the town and level ground with them, it must have been all gold, as I could not see where they could have had a township. Struck the Macquarie River after 3 miles of walking and the road had disappeared from view, easy going until a good camp site was struck at 3 o'clock. No fish, no gold, so pushed on. 
 + 
 +Saturday - passed 2 tunnels where gold was found, but now occupied by unemployed looking for gold. Saw the remain of a crusher with 12 stampers for reducing the stone to powder for washing. Plenty of rabbits but no gun. I think this trip would be a glorious one in the right time of the year, when the fish are about. We saw plenty of remains of camps and fishing sticks in the river. With Old Sol shining, a perfect place for the Nude Cult. The stinging nettle only just comes above the ground and is very rare. The water was a bit too cold for much washing. The poor chaps who were washing had to have a fire going to warm their hands after every dish they washed. Another great blessing, there would be no women to worry about popping around the corner catching you sunbaking. We were on a wonderful road, soft under foot, dug into the aide of the mountain and built up on the other side sometimes 30 ft. of solid stones, lovely grade, a credit to its makers. Then the road disappeared away from the river, so we left it and stuck to the river. 
 + 
 +Sunday - was spent walking further along.  
 + 
 +Monday - it rained, so we slept in. 
 + 
 +Tuesday passed some wonderful rock formation - rapids and fall which stop the cod from going further up the river, a splendid fishing place with several made rods standing up against a cliff. We overstepped our mark and landed at Killenbutter Station. They could not show us where they were on the map, but told us where the road  was, or used to be. They used another road via Fremantle, as they were on the other side of the river. 
 + 
 +Wednesday - we tried to find the road and got properly bushed as I don't think there ever was a road. We got the ridge and walked about 5 miles along until we came out on a trig station. Only being two on the map about that part, it had to be the Black Mountain or Mt. York. We could not make it the Black Mountain, and Mt.York seemed too far from where we thought we were. So we decided to make it down to the river again and follow it up to the crossing near Fremantle, thinking we had a good distance to go. Hunger set in at 2.30, could not resist a billy of tea and scones. Splendid going along the river, the miles flew past and the road crossing was reached at 4.30, greatly relieved as I wanted to land Vic at work on Monday. I felt that I had led him astray up the mountain. Up till now we had not troubled anyone for supplies. We barely had enough to see us through. Called in at the first house and purchased a dozen eggs and half a loaf of bread, and we were eyeing two lovely Turkeys. If I had been nearer Bathurst I would have brought one home. We were offered fish and other food but did not want it. Hillside sheep station was just down the paddocks, run by Mr. Prior whom we met on Friday. He gave us a lift 7 miles along the way, and told us we were on Mt.York and we ought to have called in on him and he would have been pleased to put us up for the night. We had a wash and clean up at Rankin's Bridge. 
 + 
 +Bathurst was reached at 12 o'clock. A good look around, pictures at night and train at 12 o'clock. Home at 6 a.m. Saturday after a very enjoyable trip with a splendid mate. Vic could not have been better, as he was always considering me, and covered about 20 extra miles to find out just where our position was.
  
-The poor chaps who were washing had to have a fire going to warm their hands after every dish they washed. Another great blessing, there would be no women to worry about popping around the corner catching you sunbaking. We were on a wonderful road, soft under foot, dug into the aide of the mountain and built up on the other side sometimes 30 ft. of solid stones, lovely grade, a credit to its makers. Then the road disappeared away from the river, so we left it and stuck to the river. 
-Sunday was spent walking further along. 
-Monday it rained, so we slept in. 
-Tuesday passed some wonderful rock formation - rapids and fall which stop the ood from going further up the river, a sraendid fishing place with several made rods standing up against a cliff. We overstepped our mark and landed at Killen- butter Station. They could not show us where they were on the map, but told us 
-where the road. was, or used to be. They used another road via Fremantle, as they were on the other side of the river. 
-Wednesday we tried to find the road and got properly bushed) as I don't think there ever was a road. We got the ridge and walked about 5 miles along until we came out on a trig station. Only being two on the map about that part, it had to be the Black Mountain or Mt. York. We could not make it the Black Mountain, and Mt:York seemed too far from .where we thought we were. So we decided to make dawn to the river again and follow it up to the crossing near Fremantle, thinking we had a good distance to go. Manger set in at 2.30, could not resist a billy of tea 
-and scones. Splendid going along the river, the miles flaw past and the road 
-crossing was reached at 4.30, greatly relieved as I wanted to land Vic at work on Monday. I felt that I had led him astray up the mountain. Up till now we had not troubled anyone for supplies. We barely had enough to see us through. Called in at the first house and purchased a dozen eggs and half a loaf of bread, and we were eyeing *two lovely Turkeys. If I had been nearer Bathurst I would have brought one home. We were offered fish and other food but did, not want it. Hillside sheep station Was just down the paddocks, run by Mr. Prior whom we met on Friday. He gave us a lift 7 miles along the way, and told us we were on Mt.York and we ought to have called in on him and he would have been pleased to put us up 
-for the night. We had a wash and clean up at Rankin's Bridge. 
-Bathurst was reached at 12 o'clock. A good look around, pictures at night 
-and train at 12 o'clock. Home at 6 a.m. Saturday after a very enjoyable trip with a splendid mate. Vic could not have been better, as he was always considering me, and covered about 20 extra miles to find out just where our position was. 
 WIFF. WIFF.
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-====== SOCIAL NOTES ======+===== Social Notes ===== 
 + 
 +There have been a great many small dances held in the Club Room lately, as the majority of Members seemed to desire them. These evenings are usually productive of high spirits and general enjoyment among those who take part in them. This being so, the Social Committee have arranged to have at least one such dance each month. 
 + 
 +The 5th. Annual Field Sports Day was held in exceptionally fine weather and at a particularly beautiful location. This year we met on the banks of the Nepean River 2 miles or so from Emu Plains Station. There was a large attendance of over 70, and there was a particularly interesting programme arranged for their amusement. 
 + 
 +The 2nd. Annual Bushwalkers Ball was held at Hordern Bros. Ball Room on July 11th., and was, like its predecessor, an hilarious evening. Both financially and socially it would take a terrible lot of surpassing, and the organisers deserve great praise for working up such a function. The decorations were unique and both artistic and most suitable. The Male Ballet of Bushwalkers received a tumultuous welcome and were without doubt the hit of the evening.
  
-There have been a great many small dances held in the Club Room lately, as the majority of Members seemed to desire them. These evenings are usually productive of high spirits and general enjoyment among those who take part in them. This being so, the Social Committee have arranged to have at least one such dance each month. +RENE D. BROWNE, Hon. Social Secretary.
-The 5th. Annual Field Sports Day was held in exceptionally fine weather and at a particularly beautiful location. This year we met +
-an the banks of the Nepean River 2 miles or so from Emu Plains Station. There was a large attendance of over 70, and there was a particularly interesting programme arranged for their amusement. +
-The and. Annual Bushwalkersi Ball was held at Hordern Bros.' Ball Room on July 11th.,, and was, like its predecessor, an hilarious evening. Both financially and socially it would take a terrible lot of surpassing, and the organisers deserve great praise for working up such a function. The decorations were unique and both artistic and most suitable. The Male Ballet of Bushwalkers receive& a tumultuous welcome and were without doubt the hit of the evening. +
-RENE D. BROWYE, +
-Hon. Social Secretary.+
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