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 by Dorothy Lawry. by Dorothy Lawry.
  
-The suggested trip appealed. The party snowballed! Hastily I hung out a "house full" sign. Even so, there were thirteen of us (four men and nine women) who left Blackheath at about 10.30 p mon Easter Thursday by special car for the Kanangra Track.+The suggested trip appealed. The party snowballed! Hastily I hung out a "house full" sign. Even so, there were thirteen of us (four men and nine women) who left Blackheath at about 10.30 p.mon Easter Thursday by special car for the Kanangra Track.
  
-It was wet and misty, but our driver was undeterred either by the weather or by the heavy mud of the unformed track once he left the Jenolan/​Oberon road; However, about 2 1/2 miles along the track the big car was blocked by a number of large rocks which had not then been blasted out of the roadbed. We slithered and walked through the mist for the remaining 3 1/2 miles to Cunnynghame'​s,​ and got to bed at about 3 a m.+It was wet and misty, but our driver was undeterred either by the weather or by the heavy mud of the unformed track once he left the Jenolan/​Oberon road; However, about 2 1/2 miles along the track the big car was blocked by a number of large rocks which had not then been blasted out of the roadbed. We slithered and walked through the mist for the remaining 3 1/2 miles to Cunnynghame'​s,​ and got to bed at about 3 a.m.
  
 On Good Friday morning, the last of us left camp at 8.30 a.m. It was not raining, but visibility was limited by mist to a hundred yards or so. However, it was quite warm, and our way lay along the old Kanangra Track for five or six miles to the tree blazed "​T"​. When several members of the party reached Morong Creek, they realised they had overshot the tree by more than a mile! While waiting for them to come back, the rest of us provided an unexpected meal for the local leeches. They were out in their hundreds that week-end. On Good Friday morning, the last of us left camp at 8.30 a.m. It was not raining, but visibility was limited by mist to a hundred yards or so. However, it was quite warm, and our way lay along the old Kanangra Track for five or six miles to the tree blazed "​T"​. When several members of the party reached Morong Creek, they realised they had overshot the tree by more than a mile! While waiting for them to come back, the rest of us provided an unexpected meal for the local leeches. They were out in their hundreds that week-end.
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 With our one man carrying his rucksack containing our seven groundsheets,​ about four torches and three cameras, and a packet of raisins and a slab of chocolate, the seven of us set out. I, of course, had map and compass, snakebite outfit and matches, and Tuggie carried a saltshaker, with which she dealt with leech after leech as they attacked her ankles. With our one man carrying his rucksack containing our seven groundsheets,​ about four torches and three cameras, and a packet of raisins and a slab of chocolate, the seven of us set out. I, of course, had map and compass, snakebite outfit and matches, and Tuggie carried a saltshaker, with which she dealt with leech after leech as they attacked her ankles.
  
-We went up on to Thurat Broad, but soon the fact that all distant landmarks were hidden in the clouds, and the presence of extra creeks not shown on the map, brought us back into Thurat Rivulet, and we followed down its right back through fairly thick bush, and thin mist, for miles and miles and miles, so it seemed. Ail the way we twigged industriously,​ at first for our own return trip, but afterwards to give the search party every assistance. Towards 4 p m. we must have been within a couple of hundred yards of the edge of the Gorge although we had found no sign of the Falls. Then we gave up the search, for the mist came over like a blanket, reducing visibility to about ten yards.+We went up on to Thurat Broad, but soon the fact that all distant landmarks were hidden in the clouds, and the presence of extra creeks not shown on the map, brought us back into Thurat Rivulet, and we followed down its right back through fairly thick bush, and thin mist, for miles and miles and miles, so it seemed. Ail the way we twigged industriously,​ at first for our own return trip, but afterwards to give the search party every assistance. Towards 4 p.m. we must have been within a couple of hundred yards of the edge of the Gorge although we had found no sign of the Falls. Then we gave up the search, for the mist came over like a blanket, reducing visibility to about ten yards.
  
 The map showed that the Kanangra Track should be running roughly east-west somewhere to the south of us, so to the south we went, by compass alone, and reached the Track at 4.50 p.m. approximately half-a-mile on the Rocky Top side of the Mud Hut. Rejoicing at the track under our feet, we set out for camp, but, although we made quite a fair pace, it was dusk by the time we had covered the four miles to Morong Creek, and the mist was just as thick as ever. We decided to do without our dinners, and the comforts of camp. The map showed that the Kanangra Track should be running roughly east-west somewhere to the south of us, so to the south we went, by compass alone, and reached the Track at 4.50 p.m. approximately half-a-mile on the Rocky Top side of the Mud Hut. Rejoicing at the track under our feet, we set out for camp, but, although we made quite a fair pace, it was dusk by the time we had covered the four miles to Morong Creek, and the mist was just as thick as ever. We decided to do without our dinners, and the comforts of camp.
  
-Tucked away, only about a quarter of a mile from Morong Creek, is Rolay Whalen'​s Hut, and we reached this shelter at 6.15 p m. where we found dry firewood, tea, sugar, a billy and a cup, a plate, and some flour - but, though Grace made a damper, all we had to at that night was the chocolate and the raisins - there were too many weevils in that damper!+Tucked away, only about a quarter of a mile from Morong Creek, is Rolay Whalen'​s Hut, and we reached this shelter at 6.15 p.m. where we found dry firewood, tea, sugar, a billy and a cup, a plate, and some flour - but, though Grace made a damper, all we had to at that night was the chocolate and the raisins - there were too many weevils in that damper!
  
-About 7.15 p m. we feared we were rescued already, but the shouts proved to be those of a member of the Rucksack Club and his mate. The two men had decided that the hut would be a good place on a miserable night. So it was -- for cooking and eating their tea -- but it is only a small hut and we seven were in possession, so they had to pitch their tent after all. No, to their surprise, we would not take any of their food, but some of us did use some of their spare clothing, very gratefully.+About 7.15 p.m. we feared we were rescued already, but the shouts proved to be those of a member of the Rucksack Club and his mate. The two men had decided that the hut would be a good place on a miserable night. So it was -- for cooking and eating their tea -- but it is only a small hut and we seven were in possession, so they had to pitch their tent after all. No, to their surprise, we would not take any of their food, but some of us did use some of their spare clothing, very gratefully.
  
 The hut had a dirt floor and slab walls, with the usual wide cracks, but the roof was fairly watertight. It was furnished with a table, a box to sit on, an old piano-case with a little chaff in the bottom, and a double bed complete with straw mattress and a very ragged old patchwork quilt. As three of us stood surveying the room speculatively,​ the four nearest the fire chorused, ​ The hut had a dirt floor and slab walls, with the usual wide cracks, but the roof was fairly watertight. It was furnished with a table, a box to sit on, an old piano-case with a little chaff in the bottom, and a double bed complete with straw mattress and a very ragged old patchwork quilt. As three of us stood surveying the room speculatively,​ the four nearest the fire chorused, ​
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