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 A Monthly Bulletin devoted-to matters of interest to The Sydney Bush Walkers, 5 Hamilton Street, Sydney.
 No. 71. Price 3d.
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 ===== CONTENTS =====
-|We Extend our Sympathy |Page l|
+|We Extend our Sympathy |Page 1|
 |Federation Notes |2|
 |Gambols in a New Zealand Spring - Dot.English |3|
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 by A. L. Wyborn.
-As I lay in hospital a short while ago facing the prospect of not being able to walk for quite a while, I thought of the best trip I had ever done, Although it occurred in January, 1939. the memory of it will remain evergreen.
-With one other member of the lbver. Ramblers, I arrived at Cunnynghame's Hut by car from Mt. Victoria late one Friday night. We had exactly seven days before us in which to "do" the Kowmung, with all its talked-of hazards and pleasures.
+As I lay in hospital a short while ago facing the prospect of not being able to walk for quite a while, I thought of the best trip I had ever done. Although it occurred in January, 1939. the memory of it will remain evergreen.
-Next morning we set out with heavy packs along the Kanangra Road to Morong Creek. Here we heard from another walker that Myles Dunphy and his wife and family were camped at Roley Whalan's Hut, so we decided to pay them a visit. When Myles heard that there were only two of us to try the Morong Deeps, he went to some le4gth to tell us many ways of getting out of the river valley in the event of floods or a mishap, until I was sure I had about a dozen of them mixed up. He also suggested that it was unwise to enter Kowmung country without an axe and a coil of rope. As we had neither, I was beginning to feel a few doubts
-about our adventure after he had left us at the junction of Pfeffer's Trail
+With one other member of the Rover Ramblers, I arrived at Cunnynghame's [Cunningham's?] Hut by car from Mt. Victoria late one Friday night. We had exactly seven days before us in which to "do" the Kowmung, with all its talked of hazards and pleasures.
-and Morong Creek with a handshake which seemed like a farewell to those setting out into the unknown.
-The course along Morong Creek is through flat country which the previous month had been laid waste by the fire demon. Suddenly the first view of the Kowmung comes into sight as the Morong, pr Boyd, Creek flings itself over a sheer drop of 400 ft. into a pool below, whence it falls another 800 ft1 in a series of wild cascades into the Kommung. This magnificent fall of 1,200 ft.
+Next morning we set out with heavy packs along the Kanangra Road to Morong Creek. Here we heard from another walker that Myles Dunphy and his wife and family were camped at Roley Whalan's Hut, so we decided to pay them a visit. When Myles heard that there were only two of us to try the Morong Deeps, he went to some length to tell us many ways of getting out of the river valley in the event of floods or a mishap, until I was sure I had about a dozen of them mixed up. He also suggested that it was unwise to enter Kowmung country without an axe and a coil of rope. As we had neither, I was beginning to feel a few doubts about our adventure after he had left us at the junction of Pfeffer's Trail and Morong Creek with a handshake which seemed like a farewell to those setting out into the unknown.
- is reputed to be the greatest total drop of any in Australia.
-Go ing down the ridge on the right hand side, we were confronted near the bottom by a 300 ft. cliff into the river, which necessitated a difficult crossing of one of the cascades to the opposite side, as an enormous volume of water was flowing. From here it was very easy to reach the river, where we camped, prepared to leave quickly because of a threatened cloudburst.
+The course along Morong Creek is through flat country which the previous month had been laid waste by the fire demon. Suddenly the first view of the Kowmung comes into sight as the Morong, or Boyd, Creek flings itself over a sheer drop of 400 ft. into a pool below, whence it falls another 800 ft. in a series of wild cascades into the Kommung. This magnificent fall of 1,200 ft. is reputed to be the greatest total drop of any in Australia.
-Next day was cloudless and warm - ideal weather for the swimming we ex;14cc,d pected ahead. The first test came about half-a--mile downstream, where a solid wall of water raced down a narrow chuteEt a very steep angle into a long pool. We decided to sidle on the left. This proved to be the only pool into which we could not lower our rucsacs and then dive. The remaihder of that day in the "Deeps" we spent gaily swimming 'through pools, jostled along by a swift stream which told us there could be no turning back. Here indeed man seemed puny, overawed by the mountains which rose 2,000 ft. on each side, and confronted by difficulties which, it seemed, Nature had placed in this region to deter the
-advent of man.
+Going down the ridge on the right hand side, we were confronted near the bottom by a 300 ft. cliff into the river, which necessitated a difficult crossing of one of the cascades to the opposite side, as an enormous volume of water was flowing. From here it was very easy to reach the river, where we camped, prepared to leave quickly because of a threatened cloudburst.
+Next day was cloudless and warm - ideal weather for the swimming we expected ahead. The first test came about half-a-mile downstream, where a solid wall of water raced down a narrow chute at a very steep angle into a long pool. We decided to sidle on the left. This proved to be the only pool into which we could not lower our rucsacs [rucksacks] and then dive. The remainder of that day in the "Deeps" we spent gaily swimming through pools, jostled along by a swift stream which told us there could be no turning back. Here indeed man seemed puny, overawed by the mountains which rose 2,000 ft. on each side, and confronted by difficulties which, it seemed, Nature had placed in this region to deter the advent of man.
 That night we placed our tent on the only few square yards of grass we had seen, in the lee of huge cliffs. Close by, the river rushed into a dark, ominous pool, making a roar which drowned all other sound.
-The next day's journey was of a similar nature, only broken now by short stretches of pleasant stream which wound through grassy banks. A particularly beautiful spot was on the bend of the river at Wedgetail Bluffs, where a verdant
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+The next day's journey was of a similar nature, only broken now by short stretches of pleasant stream which wound through grassy banks. A particularly beautiful spot was on the bend of the river at Wedgetail Bluffs, where a verdant green islet, with small casuarinas on it, nestled in one corner of a placid pool. The Bluffs towered thousands of feet above.
-green islet, with small casuarinas on 'it, nestled in one corner of a placid pool. The Bluffs towered thousands of feet above.
-Late that day we came to a chasm with sheer walls and the dark river stretching away into the gloom, making it seem a fearsome place. This must be the Ibbia Rift which Myles had spoken oft so tomorrow we would try it. The
+Late that day we came to a chasm with sheer walls and the dark river stretching away into the gloom, making it seem a fearsome place. This must be the Ibbia Rift which Myles had spoken of so tomorrow we would try it. The sides were composed of pink and some grey granite, worn smooth by the waters of centuries. The usual waterfall tumbled fifteen feet into deep water at the upper end, and the procedure was for one of us to dive in and battle against the fall while the rucsacs [rucksacks] were lowered and shepherded away from the seething mass of foam. There was no chance of getting out of this pool until 300 yards farther on, where we swam to a good camp-spot on the left, which, I believe, had been used by Gordon Smith's party a month before. Church Creek was made that night through country which was pleasant and easy.
-sides were composed of pink and some grey granite, worn smooth by the waters of
-centuries. The usual waterfall tumbled fifteen feet into deep water at the
+Another phase of this ever changing river was provided next day. The going was rough again, especially in Bulga-Denis Canyon. Here the riverbed was studded with a myriad of coloured rocks, ranging from the delicate pink and vivid purple of granites, through the greys and whites of slates and limestone. Such names as Sunrise, Orange and Rainbow Bluffs give some idea of the high ramparts which stand out against the skyline, and make this part of the river a geologist's paradise. My only regret was that I had no colour film for my camera.
-apper end, and the procedure was for one of us to dive in and battle against the. fall while the rucsacs were lowered and shepherded away from the seetUbg mass
-of foam. There was no chance of getting out of this pool until 300 yards farther on, where we swam to a good camp-spot on the left, which, I believe, had been used by Gordon Smith's party a month before. Church Creek was made that night through country which was pleasant and easy.
+Hughes' Ridge, running down to the Kowmung from Kanangra Walls, marks the end of the little-known upper Kowmung, and the commencement of that part so much beloved by all bushwalkers who have visited it. Here are enjoyed beautiful vistas of river scenery, the water flanked with grassy banks and inviting glades of casuarinas; surely a direct contrast to the Morong Deeps and the rifts which we had passed through so short a time ago.
-Another phase of this everchanging river was provided next day. The going
-was rough again, especially in BuIga-Denis Canyon. Here the riverb-ed was studded with a myriad of coloured rockstranging from the delicate pink and vivid purple of granites, through the greys and whites of slates and limestone. Such
+A feature that I noticed on this unfrequented river is the amount of wildlife which abounds, Wild horses, kangaroos and foxes roam undisturbed on the river flats; in the trees our feathered friends are always calling, while above eagles constantly patrol. Even the river has its eels and perch, the former being easily caught to provide food in an emergency.
-names as Sunrise, Orange and Rainbow Bluffs give some idea of the high ramparts which stand out against the skyline, and make this part of the river a geologist's paradise. My only regret was that I had no colour film for my camera.
-Hughes/ Ridge, running down to the Kowmung from Kanangra Walls, marks the end of the little-known upper Kowmung, and the commencement of that part so
+My companion did not feel well for the last few days, probably due to the change in drinking water. This necessitated a transfer of some of his equipment to increase the pace, for our time was growing short. As we approached the Lower Kowmung Canyon, stormclouds gathered fast, and for the next few hours we battled through a downpour, during which the river rose rapidly. What a happy sight was the junction with the Cox's River! This meant the end of a long day, and with it came a cessation of the rain.
-much beloved by all bushwalkers who have visited it. Here are enjoyed beautiful vistas of river scenery, the water flanked with grassy banks and inviting glades of casuarinas; surely a direct contrast to the Morong Deeps and the rifts which we had passed through so short a time ago.
-A feature that I noticed on this unfrequented river is the amount of wild life which abounds, Wild horses, kangaroos and foxes roam undisturbed on the river flats; in the trees our feathered friends are always calling, while above eagles constantly patrol. Even the river has its eels and perch, the former being easily caught to provide food in an emergency.
+Our last day was spent in climbing White Dog Ridge and Clear Hill in a broiling sun, and thence to Katoomba, a destination which I thought we would never make, owing to my mate's indisposition. For my part it marked the end of a walk, which for ever-changing scenery and interest, has remained my most cherished trip.
-My companion did not feel well for the last few days, probably due to the change in drinking water. This necessitated a transfer of some of his equipment to increase the pace, for our time was growing short. As we approached the Lower Kowmung Canyon, stormclouds gathered fast, and for the next few hours we battled through a downpour, during which the river rose rapidly. What a happy sight was the junction with the Coxts Rivers This meant the end of a long day, and with it came a cessation of the rain.
-Our last day was spent in climbing White Dog Ridge and Clear Hill in a broiling sun, and thence to Katoomba, a destination which I thought we would never make, owing to my mate's indisposition. For my part it marked the end of a walk, which for everchanging scenery and interest, has remained my most cherished trip.
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-THE CASE BOOK OF DR. DOLITTLE.R.R. (NO. 3)
+===== SUBURBAN =====
-The common cry of many of my patients is "My groundsheet is sticky: What can I do about it?" The best advice of all is not to let it get sticky.
-If your groundsheet is not going to be used for some time don't put it away and forget it. Make sure it is dry, then dust it with french chalk, talc powder or any other absorbent powder. If your
+I saw\\
-groundsheet is already sticky, give it a generous coating of whiting (you can buy it at most shops), leave it for 24 hours, then wipe it off with a cloth.
+outside a red\\
-Experience has taught that the most useful article in repairing
+suburban villa,\\
-groundsheets is our old standby sticking plaster. Groundsheets should be reproofed every twelve months and repaired whenever holes
+a large fat\\
-appear. Delay in a few minor repairs is often fatal to the life
+truculent woman,\\
-of a sheet.
+corsetted,\\
-With regard to sleeping bags -- The main argument is I get a zipp or won't I?" For all round conditions, I definitely
+well-gowned, well-shod.\\
-advise a zipp. A bag that is warm enough in the winter is too warm
+O God!\\
-in the summer, so that the addition of a zipp will make a considerable difference. With a little care these will last you a lifetime without "Cracking" up.
+to think that where that woman trod\\
-Particular care should be taken when packing the bag into its cover, to see that the zipp is open. This enables the zipp to be bent at an acute angle without any danger of "forcing" teeth. When opening, by allowing the bag to fall away from the zipp, you will prevent the slider from catching in the cloth. If the slider does get caught, don't try and force it. This will result in a torn
+there once was bush -\\
-sleeping bag and a ruined zipp. By careful manipalation of the slider you can always get it free. If you can't, take it to Paddy. What
+ferns -\\
-he can't mend "aint" worth mending.
+moss -\\
-F. A. MALIN,
+greenish-white flannel flowers\\
-George Street,
+and trees!\\
-SYDNEY.
+there in between the tree-trunks once slipped savages\\
-'Phone B3101.
+in lissom nakedness\\
-SUBURBAN
+lovelier by far\\
-I saw
+than that\\
-outside a red
+large fat\\
-suburban villa,
+truculent woman\\
-a large fat
+outside her red\\
-truculent woman,
+suburban villa.\\
-corsetted,
-well-gowned, well-shod. 0 God!
+Dora Wilcox.\\
-to think that where that woman trod
+in "The Australian Writers' Annual. 1936".\\
-there once was busha--
-ferns --
+----
-moss --
-greenish-white flannel flowers and trees!
+===== CLUB GOSSIP =====
-there in between the tree-trunks once slipped savages in lissom nakedness
-lovelier by far than that
+Cora Dunphy was noticed at the October Meeting so we suspected there must be a "concert" in the offing. There is. Joan Savage is organising it; the new St.Philip's Hall on Church Hill has been booked for Tuesday, December 3rd. and rehearsals are the order of the day.
-large fat
-truculent woman outside her red suburban villa.
+You can't keep a good bushwalker out of the bush! Recently half-a-dozen of our members who are serving with what might almost be called "The Bushwalkers' Own" - the 18th Battalion Militia - all had week-end leave. Did they come south to visit their homes and folks? No. North they went to the Paterson River for "a breath of fresh air" and a jolly good bushwalking trip!
-.. Dora Wilcox.
-in "The Australian Writers' Annual. 1936".
+Then there was the energetic couple who took their rucksacks to the Bushwalkers' Ball, at the end of which they changed into shirts and shorts, parked their evening clothes, caught a paper train south, and walked out to Era before dawn. What it is to be young and enthusiastic!
--- 15 - 'CLUB GOSSIP
-Cora Dunphy was noticed at the October Meeting so we suspected there must be a "concert" in the offing. There is. Joan Savage is organising it; the
+Once upon a time another Joan used to do that sort of thing, but now she is married and settled down. Not too settled down, though, for she is blossoming forth now as the S.B.W.'s own playwright.
-new St.Philip's Hall on Church Hill has been booked for Tuesday, December 3rd. and rehearsals are the order of the day.
-You can't keep a good bushwalker out of the bush! Recently half-a-dozen of our members who are serving with what might almost be called "The Bush- walkers' Own" -.4 the 18th Battalion Militia - all had week-end leave. Did they come south to visit their homes and folks? No. North they went to
+Was it the "spring in the air" last month? Half a dozen of our older members were noticed roaming round Central in the small hours at the start of the Eight-Hour Week-end. We heard something about a "Fast Mixed Goods"...
-the Paterson River for ua breath of fresh air" and a jolly good bushwalking
-trip!
+----
-Then there was the energetic couple who took their rucksacks to the Bushwalkers' Ball, at the end of which they changed into shirts and shorts, parked their evening clothes, caught a paper train south, and walked out to Era before dawn. Mat it is to be young and enthusiastic!
-Once upon a time another Joan used to do that sort of thing, but now she is married and settled down, Not too settled down, though, for she is blossoming forth now as the S.B.W.'s own playwright:
+===== MEMORY CORNER =====
-Was it the "spring in the air" last month? Half a dozen of our older
-members were noticed roaming round Central in the small hours at the start of the Eight-Hour Week-end. We heard something about a "Fast Mixed Goods"
+Among the songs which were popular with Bush Walkers in 1929 and 1930 was "The Darkies' Sunday School", There was a good swing to the tune and plenty of snap to the words, but, as these "tell you Bible stories that you've
-MEMORY CORNER
+never heard before", some of the S.B.W. thought that the song might give offence to any religiously inclined folk who heard it, so a suggestion was made that new words should be written for this tune.
-Among the songs which were popular with Bush walkers in 1929 and 1930 was "The Darkiest Sunday School", There was a good swing to the tune and
-plenty of snap to the words, but, as these "tell you Bible stories that you've
+After the suggestion had been repeated a few times, Dorothy Lawry thought she would see what she could do about it. As a result, she appeared at an official camp at The Duckhole on McGarr's Creek armed with new words for the chorus and three or four verses. That evening it rained, so, instead of all lazing round the campfire, the party split up and crowded into the three largest tents - and soon further verses were being composed, and sung, about and to the occupants of the other tents.
-never heard before", some of the S.B.W. thought that the song might give
-offence to any religiously inclined folk who heard it, so a suggestion was made that new words should be written for this tune.
+From this cross-fire emerged some six or seven more verses, all absolutely true and packed full of pith. Further verses were added from time to time during the next two or three years, by which time the song had become too cumbersome and it dropped out of favour.
-After the suggestion had been repeated a few times, Dorothy Lawry thought she would see what she could do about it. As a result, she appeared at an
-official camp at The Duckhole on McGarr's Creek armed with new words for the chorus and three or four verses. That evening it rained, so, instead of all
+Here are the words of the chorus and some half-a-dozen verses about people who are still more or less active in the Club. Most of these verses, and several others, appeared in the first issue of "The Bushwalker", as this magazine was then known, in June, 1931.
-lazing round the campfire, the party split up and crowded into the three
-largest tents -- and soon further verses were being composed, and sung, about and to the occupants of the other tents.
+----
-From this cross-fire emerged some six or seven more verses, all absolutely true and packed full of pith, Further verses were added from time to time during the next two or three years, by which time the song had become too cumbersome and it dropped out of favour.
+===== "A Ballad of the Bush Walkers." =====
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+Tune: "The Darkies' Sunday School."
-Here are the words of the chorus and some half-a--dozen verses about people who are still more or less active in the Club. Most of these verses, and several others, appeared in th first issue of "The Bushwalker", as this magazine was then known, in June, 1931.
-"A Ballad of the Bush Walkers." Tune: "The Darkies! Sunday School."
+**Chorus:**\\
-Chorus: Tall folks, short folks, everybody come -
+Tall folks, short folks, everybody come -\\
-Gather round the camp-fire and make yourselves at home: Bring your rugs and waterproofe and laze upon the ground; We'll tell you tales of Bush Walkers that surely will astound.
+Gather round the camp-fire and make yourselves at home!\\ Bring your rugs and waterproof and laze upon the ground;\\ We'll tell you tales of Bush Walkers that surely will astound.\\
-Myles Dunphy:
-Oh, Myles, he is the leader of the Mountain Trailer lads,
+**Myles Dunphy:**\\
-Who stagger through the bush loaded down'like ironclads.
+Oh, Myles, he is the leader of the Mountain Trailer lads,\\
-And Myles he thought girls couldn't walk, but found that wasn't true - They and Mjaes now walk for miles. Myles carries Milo too.
+Who stagger through the bush loaded down like ironclads.\\
-"Dorman Long" (Alan Hardy):-
+And Myles he thought girls couldn't walk, but found that wasn't true -\\
-Oh, Dorman is a walker unique and known to fame.
+they and Myles now walk for miles. Myles carries Milo too.\\
-The way he puts his tent up is a lifework, not a game; And the rattle of his food-tins is borne upon the breeze, But he'll go down in history for his rendering of "Louise".
-Anice-and Frank Duncan, and Jack Debert;-
+**"Dorman Long" (Alan Hardy):-**\\
-You know of Anice Duncan and her henpecked husband4 Frank. He is just the same as she - a'vegetarian crank.
+Oh, Dorman is a walker unique and known to fame.\\
-They tried to keep a boarder, but he got so very thin,
+The way he puts his tent up is a lifework, not a game;\\
-That when they gave him "noot meat", he tried to eat the tin.
+And the rattle of his food-tins is borne upon the breeze,\\
-Charles and Betty Pryde:-
+But he'll go down in history for his rendering of "Louise".\\
-. Oh, Charlie is an Irishman, but a very soberside;' He Serves us as a censor, and guardian of our Pryde, He has a pretty daughter, but doesn't bring her out If of the camping party he has the slightest doubt.
-Dorothy Lawry:
+**Anice and Frank Duncan, and Jack Debert;-**\\
-Our Lawry is a poet, but wants to' be a' cook,'
+You know of Anice Duncan and her henpecked husband Frank.\\ He is just the same as she - a vegetarian crank.\\
-She asks us all for recipes and writes them in a book. I saw her make a pancake and toss it'on a plate; -
+They tried to keep a boarder, but he got so very thin,\\
-You should have seen the bags of food our poet laureates
+That when they gave him "noot meat", he tried to eat the tin.\\
+**Charles and Betty Pryde:-**\\
+Oh, Charlie is an Irishman, but a very soberside;\\
+He Serves us as a censor, and guardian of our Pryde.\\
+He has a pretty daughter, but doesn't bring her out\\
+If of the camping party he has the slightest doubt.\\
+**Dorothy Lawry:**\\
+Our Lawry is a poet, but wants to be a cook,\\
+She asks us all for recipes and writes them in a book.\\
+I saw her make a pancake and toss it on a plate;\\
+You should have seen the bags of food our poet laureates!\\
+----