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-THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER+====== ​THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER ​====== 
 A Monthly Bulletin devoted to matters of interest to The Sydney Bush Walkers, 5 Hamilton Street,,​Sydney A Monthly Bulletin devoted to matters of interest to The Sydney Bush Walkers, 5 Hamilton Street,,​Sydney
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-B EWARE1 +BEWARE1 
-A Story True But Not Stranger Than Fiction by Ron Eddes. +===== A Story True But Not Stranger Than Fiction by Ron Eddes. ​===== 
-Once upon a time, way back in the days when we had water, ​tWo handsome young men went on a walking trip for their holidays.+ 
 +Once upon a time, way back in the days when we had water, ​two handsome young men went on a walking trip for their holidays.
 After ten or eleven days of walking, eating and sleeping in the same clothes, they decided to wash them early one bright, sunny morn. So, proceeding to a nearby brook, they plunged their dirty clothes (including socks, handkerchiefs,​ and all and sundry small items) in the water to soak while they had breakfast. After ten or eleven days of walking, eating and sleeping in the same clothes, they decided to wash them early one bright, sunny morn. So, proceeding to a nearby brook, they plunged their dirty clothes (including socks, handkerchiefs,​ and all and sundry small items) in the water to soak while they had breakfast.
 Imagine their surprise when, after breakfast, they found only shirts, socks, and shorts left in the pool where they had put them! Imagine their amazement when, on investigating the aforesaid brook, they found the missing articles of wearing apparel feathering the home of the local yabbies! Imagine their surprise when, after breakfast, they found only shirts, socks, and shorts left in the pool where they had put them! Imagine their amazement when, on investigating the aforesaid brook, they found the missing articles of wearing apparel feathering the home of the local yabbies!
-The moral of this little story should be remembered after the drought breaks,it is:- When leaving clothes in a stream to soak, first make sure that all yabbies have evacuated the district.+The moral of this little story should be remembered after the drought breaks, it is:- When leaving clothes in a stream to soak, first make sure that all yabbies have evacuated the district. 
 + 
 +===== At Our Own Meeting =====
  
-AT OUR OWN MEETING ​ 
  
 New members welcomed at the January meeting were Paul Barnes, Bill Davis, and Roy Edser, while two other new members who could not attend that night were "Joan Kilpatrick and John Hunter. As Lieut.Bill Whitney is now in the army for the duration, his resignation as Hon.Auditor was accepted with regret. It was decided to ask Mr.Whitney, senior, if he will carry on the job for Bill till the Annual Meeting and election of officers in March. The highlight of the Social Secretary'​s Report was the announcement of a profit resulting from the Christmas Party. The amount of this profit was Ild! The Bushwalkers'​ Services Committee reported the usual two postings a month and that women club members in the services and men in the merchant marine are being added to the mailing list as addresses are received. A new and pleasing feature was the reading by "​Dunk"​ of a number of extracts from the many letters of thanks received from Club members who acknowledged their Christmas parcels, or Christmas Cards, or pictures of the Federation Camp. Some of the lads had been seeing fellow walkers; Ross Easdown had seen Morrie Stephenson; Morrie had seen Bob Savage; and Arthur Austin had seen Dave Kernohan, also Frank Wood, New members welcomed at the January meeting were Paul Barnes, Bill Davis, and Roy Edser, while two other new members who could not attend that night were "Joan Kilpatrick and John Hunter. As Lieut.Bill Whitney is now in the army for the duration, his resignation as Hon.Auditor was accepted with regret. It was decided to ask Mr.Whitney, senior, if he will carry on the job for Bill till the Annual Meeting and election of officers in March. The highlight of the Social Secretary'​s Report was the announcement of a profit resulting from the Christmas Party. The amount of this profit was Ild! The Bushwalkers'​ Services Committee reported the usual two postings a month and that women club members in the services and men in the merchant marine are being added to the mailing list as addresses are received. A new and pleasing feature was the reading by "​Dunk"​ of a number of extracts from the many letters of thanks received from Club members who acknowledged their Christmas parcels, or Christmas Cards, or pictures of the Federation Camp. Some of the lads had been seeing fellow walkers; Ross Easdown had seen Morrie Stephenson; Morrie had seen Bob Savage; and Arthur Austin had seen Dave Kernohan, also Frank Wood,
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 -41. Paul Hicks in the "​M.C.M.Bulletinu. ​ OOOOOOOO ​ -41. Paul Hicks in the "​M.C.M.Bulletinu. ​ OOOOOOOO ​
 The Mountain Club of Maryland nay think that a good plan, and it may work in the U.S.A., but we could tell them of the only sure way to avoid getting lost in the mountains anywhere. -- Stop at home. Security is mortal'​s chiefest enemy. Wm, Shakespeare. The Mountain Club of Maryland nay think that a good plan, and it may work in the U.S.A., but we could tell them of the only sure way to avoid getting lost in the mountains anywhere. -- Stop at home. Security is mortal'​s chiefest enemy. Wm, Shakespeare.
-THE DRYING OF VEGETABLES ​+ 
 +===== The Drying of Vegetables ===== 
 + 
 Reprinted from an article by R.M. in "The Tararua Tramper"​ of Wellington N.Z. Dried vegetables are useful on long trips,being light in weight and adding variety to the diet but, unfortunat4y,​ they are not readily obtainable. Last summer,​members of a small tramping party successfully dried their own vegetables and found it quite worth while. The dried weight is about one-tenth of their fresh weight. Reprinted from an article by R.M. in "The Tararua Tramper"​ of Wellington N.Z. Dried vegetables are useful on long trips,being light in weight and adding variety to the diet but, unfortunat4y,​ they are not readily obtainable. Last summer,​members of a small tramping party successfully dried their own vegetables and found it quite worth while. The dried weight is about one-tenth of their fresh weight.
 +
 1. Grate or slice the vegetables finely. The finer the slicing,the quicker the drying. 1. Grate or slice the vegetables finely. The finer the slicing,the quicker the drying.
 +
 2. Place in a muslin bag and dip immediately in boiling water for 1 to 2 minutes or hold in steam. This softens the vegetables so that they dry more quickly and helps to preserve the flavour. It seems likely that, carried out immediately after cutting the vegetables (within a minute or so),it might prevent loss of vitamin C. This step is omitted when drying onions or tomatoes. 2. Place in a muslin bag and dip immediately in boiling water for 1 to 2 minutes or hold in steam. This softens the vegetables so that they dry more quickly and helps to preserve the flavour. It seems likely that, carried out immediately after cutting the vegetables (within a minute or so),it might prevent loss of vitamin C. This step is omitted when drying onions or tomatoes.
 +
 3. Drain the vegetables. 3. Drain the vegetables.
 +
 4. Dry in the sun or the oven. 4. Dry in the sun or the oven.
 +
 a. Sun: The vegetables can be spread cE butter- muslin or heavy,​cleanlbrown paper and placed in the sun. A light wind does no harm when the vegetables are first put out but they become very light and easily blown when nearly dry. Turn over now and then. Keep flies away, they seem to find the vegetables very attractive. a. Sun: The vegetables can be spread cE butter- muslin or heavy,​cleanlbrown paper and placed in the sun. A light wind does no harm when the vegetables are first put out but they become very light and easily blown when nearly dry. Turn over now and then. Keep flies away, they seem to find the vegetables very attractive.
 b.Oven: If the oven is used for drying it must be kept very low, not more than 120-140 deg.F. This is not easy b.Oven: If the oven is used for drying it must be kept very low, not more than 120-140 deg.F. This is not easy
 to do, but high temperatures spoil the vegetables,​destroy their flavour and tend to do, but high temperatures spoil the vegetables,​destroy their flavour and tend
 to cook rather than dry them. The rack above a coal range is a good place for drying. to cook rather than dry them. The rack above a coal range is a good place for drying.
 +
 5. If it is wished, the vegetables may be sulphured by fumigation. 5. If it is wished, the vegetables may be sulphured by fumigation.
 +
 6. Store in air-tight jars. The Vegetables keep well. Carrots dried but not sulphured last Christmas are still good. 6. Store in air-tight jars. The Vegetables keep well. Carrots dried but not sulphured last Christmas are still good.
-The times mentioned in the first four cases are the times found necessary for sun-drying at midsummer when step 2 above was omitted. (Sydney readers will need to remember the difference in climate between Wellington and Sydney.-Ed). Carrots: Sliced thin, 2 days; gratedll day. Flavour fairly good.+The times mentioned in the first four cases are the times found necessary for sun-drying at midsummer when step 2 above was omitted. (Sydney readers will need to remember the difference in climate between Wellington and Sydney.-Ed). 
 +Carrots: Sliced thin, 2 days; gratedll day. Flavour fairly good. 
 Swedes: Treat same as carrots; they take a little longer to dry. Flavour strong. Green beans: Cut in thin slices. About 2 days. Flavour good. Swedes: Treat same as carrots; they take a little longer to dry. Flavour strong. Green beans: Cut in thin slices. About 2 days. Flavour good.
 +
 Tomatoes: Cut firm tomatoes into eighths and spread, with skin side down, on brown paper. Two days. Flavour excellent, Or alternatively,​ spread the tomatoes as a paste on butter muslin. Tomatoes: Cut firm tomatoes into eighths and spread, with skin side down, on brown paper. Two days. Flavour excellent, Or alternatively,​ spread the tomatoes as a paste on butter muslin.
-Onions: Slice thin. Dip in 5% salt solution for 3 to 5 minutes to reduce + 
-darkening. +Onions: Slice thin. Dip in 5% salt solution for 3 to 5 minutes to reduce darkening. 
-- + 
-Potatoes: These were not a success. They rapidly become black as they dry and are most unattractive in appearance. Perhaps sufficient time in boiling water would prevent this.The vegetables may be used in stews or cooked separately. It is best to soak them in warm water for a quarter of an hour or more before using but this+Potatoes: These were not a success. They rapidly become black as they dry and are most unattractive in appearance. 
 +Perhaps sufficient time in boiling water would prevent this.The vegetables may be used in stews or cooked separately. It is best to soak them in warm water for a quarter of an hour or more before using but this
 is not necessary in all cases. ​ is not necessary in all cases. ​
  
-A light in a tent may produce a selfevident ​truth.+===== Bush Walking Geometry. Ray Kirkby ===== 
 + 
 +A light in a tent may produce a self evident ​truth. 
 Co-leaders will never agree each to each. Co-leaders will never agree each to each.
 +
 Walking may reduce the figure and straighten the curves. Walking may reduce the figure and straighten the curves.
 +
 A General Meeting will always go off at a tangent. A General Meeting will always go off at a tangent.
 +
 To be in the circle of some walkers one must be out of the arc. To be in the circle of some walkers one must be out of the arc.
 +
 To a food faddist a root is a square meal. To a food faddist a root is a square meal.
 +
 The nearer the Axis the lesser the Bushwalking. The nearer the Axis the lesser the Bushwalking.
  
 +===== The Ghost of Stephen Leacock "​Walks"​ =====
  
-BUSH WALKING 
-GEOMETRY. Ray Kirkby 
  
-The ghost of Stephen Leacock +A camp site has position ​but no magnitude. 
-"​walks"​ + 
-A camp site has '​Dosition +All "​Tigers"​ lie on the same plane. 
-but ne magnitude. +
-All "​Tigers"​ lie on the +
-same plane.+
 A short cut is the longest distance between two points. A short cut is the longest distance between two points.
-After dinner two sides of a Thashwalker will not 
-be greater than the third side. 
  
 +After dinner two sides of a bushwalker will not be greater than the third side.
 +
 +
 +===== Down Bimberi Way - December, 1941. =====
  
-DOWN BIMBERI WAY - DECEMBER, 1941. 
 Extracted from "​Moils"​ Diary. Extracted from "​Moils"​ Diary.
-7. + 
-Friday night in a crowded railway carriage was the start of a six-day trip alone. Queanbeyan about 4.30 a m. with a freezing wind is rather mournful when one is dressed scantily for the summer. It delighted the heart, though, to find numerous trees planted in the streets, which at length began to liven - particularly as regards butchers. Then ensued a series of conversations until breakfast time, in the course of which I was not surprised to learn that the area for which I was bound had had a fall of snow a day or' ​so past +Friday night in a crowded railway carriage was the start of a six-day trip alone. Queanbeyan about 4.30 a m. with a freezing wind is rather mournful when one is dressed scantily for the summer. It delighted the heart, though, to find numerous trees planted in the streets, which at length began to liven - particularly as regards butchers. Then ensued a series of conversations until breakfast time, in the course of which I was not surprised to learn that the area for which I was bound had had a fall of snow a day or so pastAbout 9 o'​clock I found the mail car which was to take me to the top of the Brindabella Range, but, in traditional ​style, it was in no hurry to start. Bread, groceries, papers and mail were piled on but at length we did leave the town, crossed the border into Australian Capital Territory and - by the immediate ​appearance of numerous lovely trees knew of the close proximity of Canberra. After a visit to Mt. Stromolo and Cotter Dam, we started up the hill on the Brindabella Road, but it was 1.30 p m. before we arrived at the Mt. Franklin turn-off. It was quite a relief to speed along by foot even though, with all available clothes on, I was scarcely warm. The ground was still wet from the melted snow and the first miles were noteworthy for the wild flowers growing in profusion on both sides of the road. About 12 miles out I went looking for Mt. Franklin (5400') and walked up the ski run from the hut to the top. Snow daisies were plentiful and a few patches of snow remained. The view from Franklin is 
-About 9 o'​clock I found the mail car which was to take me to the top of the Brindabella Range, but, in traditional ​stle, it was in no hurry to start. Bread, groceries, papers and mail were piled on but at length we did leave the town, crossed the border into Australian Capital Territory and - by the immed- +not very extensive but from here the range gradually rises and narrows. The tops and valleys began to remind me of Tasmania - small streams in abundance running into marshy ​valleys, stunted timber, rocky tops and a general air of soggy dampness. It was difficult to believe that "down below" conditions were almost droughty. A small, green valley in the vicinity of Mt.Ginini seemed to afford a protected camp-site for the night. However, the green looking pasture proved to be flat only by comparison, having a very sharp slope, and the pasture was a bed of sharp stones between which grew tufts of rank grass. It was very difficult to Peg down the tent owing to the rocky nature of the ground; wood was plentiful but wet through and the wind was freezing. My spirits fell to their lowest ebb. Soon after nightfall, however, as on each succeeding day, the wind dropped and I had a very satisfactory night apparently so tired that I did not even notice the stones. 
-iate appearance of numerous lovely trees knew of the close proximity of Canbey,n. After a visit to Mt.Stromolo and Cotter Dam, we started up the hill on the Brindabella Road, but it was 1.30 p m. before we arrived at the Mt.Franklin turn-off. + 
-It was quite a relief to speed along by foot even though, with all available clothes on, I was scarcely warm. The ground was still wet from the melted snow and the first miles were noteworthy for the wild flowers growing in profusion on both sides of the road. About12 ​miles out I went looking for Mt. Franklin(54001) and walked up the ski run from the hut to the top. Snow daisies were plentiful and a few patches of snow remained. The view from Franklin is +Sunday. Soon after leaving camp I was delighted to see Mt.Kosciusko and surrounding ranges white with a mantle of snow. MtGinini (5782'​) I did not climbbut Mt.Gingera (6092'​) provided a similar ​view. From Ginger a track continues along the range for a few miles, and upon reaching the end of this (the sky being very overcast) I decided to go down to the Cotter, where conditions would be more pleasant in the event of inclement weatherThe flats were covered with grass emerald in the oblique light; the river, crystal clear, ran over a pebbly ​bed. It was idyllic. About midday I reached Cotter House and, finding it deserted, ​boldly ​camped about a hundred yards away. After lunch I climbed ​King Rock and was very pleased to receive my first close view of the Scabby Range, which is more rocky and fascinating in my opinion than the slightly higher Bimberi Peaks. At dusk, strolling down to the clearing where the Ranger'​s ​half-wild ​horses were galloping around spiritedly, I disturbed many kangaroos which had come down to feed on the more lush grass. Through all this country I was delighted with the complete absence of cattle (my particular bugbear), and the restrictions on firearms, etc. seemed to make wild life very plentiful. 
-not very extensive but from here the range gradually rises and narrows. The tops and valleys began to remind me of Tasmania - small streams in abundance running into marshey ​valleys, stunted timber, rocky tops and a general air of soggy dampness. It was difficult to believe that "ddwn below" conditions were almost droughty. A small, green valley in the vicinity of Mt.Ginini seemed to afford a protected camp-site for the night. However, the greent ​looking pasture proved to be flat only by comparison, having a very sharp slope, and the pasture was a bed of sharp stones between which grew tufts of rank grass. It was very difficult to Peg down the tent owing to the rocky nature of the ground; wood was plentiful but wet through and the wind was fre,.zing. My spirits fell to their lowest ebb. Soon after nightfall, however, as on each succeeding day, the wind dropped and I had a very satisfactory night apparently so tired that I did not even notice the stones. + 
-Sunday. Soon after leaving camp I was delighted to see Mt.Kosciusko and surrounding ranges white with a mantle of snow. Mt,Ginini (5782'​) I did not climb but Mt.Gingera (6092'​) provided a similar ​4i_ew. From Ginger ​a track continues along the range for a few miles, and upon reaching the end of this/. (the sky being very overcast) I decided to go down to the Cotter, where conditions would be more pleasant in the event of inclement weatherThe flats were covered with grass emerald in the oblique light; the river, crystal clear, ran over a pebly bed. It was idyllic. About midday I reached Cotter House and, finding it deserted, ​_boldly ​camped about a hundred yards away. After lunch I climbes ​King Rock and was very pleased to receive my first close view of +Monday-itis when out walking! I rose sufficiently early to leave camp at six o'​clock despite the fact that soya beans were on the menu for breakfast, though I must confess that these had been cooking for several hours the previous night. My itinerary was a day walk to Bimberi and whatever else I could fit in. The climb up to the Gap between Bimberi and Murray is not very steep and many small streams are crossed. From the gap a fair climb and walk still remain before ​the summit of Bimberi (6274'​) is gained for the mountain is rather massive, its sides well covered with vegetation ​with also a tangle of fallen logs. On the plateau towards the top all the trees incline very acutely towards the north, indicating that the prevailing wind is a stiff southerly. It was a delight to gaze at the panorama from the top and pick out every possible landmark on the map but after half an hour the wind was too cold to be stood longer with comfort. The climb from Cotter House to the top of Bimberi is just about 3,000 ft. After regaining the gap I ascended Mt.Murray (6040'), a much easier climb than Bimberi and having a more satisfactory summit composed of huge granite ​boulders, through which the chilly wind whistled so that I played hide and seek behind them. From Murray I set out for Half Moon Peak (6144'​) but got into some difficult, ​thickly wooded ​and also swampy country while it commenced to rain. However, I attained the gap and commenced lunch but had to abandon it on account of the 
-- 7- +cold. After climbing a few hundred feet up Half Moan Peak I abandoned the ascent on account of the violent ​cold wind and set off down what I thought to be the Cotter River. Various aspects, however, made me feel uneasy and after walking for half an hour past an unoccupied house, I was quite sure I was on the wrong river. On regaining the house there was still nobody about but I thought I recognised the mountains opposite as being Bimberi and Murray from a different angle with what looked like a track going up from the river. I therefore decided to use all available light in following up this clue, and in the event of failure to retreat to the house for the night. I was not alarmed by the prospect for there was around sufficient ringbarked timber to keep Hell's temperature up to normal for a year; on the verandah was a pile of bed clothes and a few hens clucked around. After a climb of only three quarters of an hour I found myself once again in Murray Gap and retraced up steps of the morning back to camp, where I arrived at 6.15 p m. 
-the Scabby Range, which is more rocky and fascinating in my opinion than the slightly higher Bimberi Peaks. At dusk, strolling down to the clearing + 
-where the ranger'​s ​halfwild,horses were galloping around spiritedly, I disturbed*many kangaroos which had come down to feed on the more lush grass. +Tuesday. The ranger still had not put in an appearance so I forgot all my prepared speeches and apologies and anticipated the pleasure of spending my fines myself. It was a beautiful morning and glad I was that I had planned a late start as I wanted to take some photos. I filled in the interval in shaving, scrubbing my pots and pans and also myself. At nine I set off up Licking Hole Creek, along which a track was supposed ​to run. I could find none, however, though the "going was easy enough. About eleven the country began to open out into wide, shallow valleys enclosed by mountains, and about midday I pitched my tent in the gap below Mt.Kelly. Around were a number of mountains not marked on the map with interesting and very bold rock formations on them. I climbed one (probably nearly 6,000 ft high) before lunch to determine ​which was Mt. Kelly and found the climb rather difficult. 
-Through all this country I was delighted with the complete absence of cattle (my particular bugbear), and the restrictions on firearms, etc. seemed to make wild life very plentiful. +To climb Mt. Kelly (6001'​) from right beneath the noticeable rockslides near the top is the simplest climb possible-one is unhampered by any undergrowth or precipitous rocks - and the view is quite out of proportion to the labour. It was a perfect day and the cyclorama from the narrow ridge on top, superb. For the rest of the afternoon I contented myself with climbing some of the rock formations on surrounding and lower peaks. On arriving in camp I had a vision of a day in "​town"​ doing nothing, and such is the attraction of civilisation (when one is not in it) that I decided to come home a day earlier than intended. I virtually burnt my boats that night by having a sumptuous meal from supplies needed now for only one day. 
-MondayiTo lfrandely-itis when out walking! I rose sufficiently early to leave + 
-camp at six o'​clock despite the fact that soya beans were on the menu for +Wednesday. Though I had a long day ahead of me I was unable to leave until 7.30 as more photos had to be taken. Middle Creek proved similar to Licking Hole Creek except that after about three hours I was in the paddocks ​of Gudgenby Station and soon passed the large green willows around the house to reach the road. It was now a hot day, the country was very dry and the road made of white powdered granite thought fortunately,​ at many places it crossed 
-breakfast, though I must confess that these had been cooking for several +the swift streams running from the mountains. After a hasty lunch at Glendale Crossing I continued my trek though often tempted to use my additional day when the sun beat down in the afternoon and fearsome hills loomed before me. Towards evening I met a horseman who bore tidings of the outbreak of war with Japan, which determined me to catch the train that night, come what may. But, oh, were the cups of tea given me by a kindly landowner between Maas Creek and the Murrumbidgee ​welcomes ​his enquiries per 'phone also assured me half an hour longer for the train than I expected, I would have accepted his invitation to tea if I had known that the Murrumbidgee ​which I would have had to cross in the dark, had a nice concrete ford across it. Actually I had to wait in Williamsdale an hour before the train arrived, but failed in my attempt to get a meal as the town consisted of only one house. So I sat in the little waiting room while the wind howled outside ​and sang to myself, ​perhaps ​from a full heart, but certainly not with a full stomach. 
-hours the previous night. My itinerary was a day walk to Bimberi and whatever +
-else I could fit in. The climb up to the Gap between Bimberi and Murray is not very steep and many small streams are crossed. From the gap a fair climb and walk still remain before ​th.3 summit of Bimberi (6274'​) is gained for the mountain is rather massive, its sides well covered with vegetation ​witht also a tangle of fallen logs. On the plateau towards the top all the trees incline +
-very acutely towards the north, indicating that the prevailing wind is a stiff southerly. It was a delight to gaze at the panorama from the top and pick out every possible landmark on the map but after half an hour the wind was too cold +
-to be stood longer with comfort. The climb from Cotter House to the top of Bimberi is just about 3,000 ft.+
-After regaining the gap I ascended Mt.Murray (60401), a much easier climb +
-than Bimberi and having a more satisfactory summit composed of huge granite +
-leoulders, through which the chilly wind whistled so that I played hide and seek behind them. +
-From Murray I set out for Half Moon Peak (6144'​) but got into some difficult, +
-thicklywooded ​and also swampy country while it commenced to rain. However, +
-I attained the gap and commenced lunch but had to abandon it on account of the +
-cold. After climbing a few hundred feet up Half Moan Peak I abandoned the ascent on account of the violent4 ​cold wind and set off down what I thought to be the Cotter River. Various aspects, however, made me feel uneasy and after walking for half an hour past an unoccupied house, I was quite sure I was on the wrong river. On regaining the house there was still nobody about but I thought I recognised the mountains opposite as being Bimberi and Murray from a different angle with what looked like a track going up from the river. I therefore decided to use all available light in following up this clue, and in the event of failure to retreat to the house for the night. I was not alarmed by the prospect for there was around sufficient ringbarked timber to keep Hell's temperature up to normal for a year; on the verandah was a pile of bed clothes and a few bens clucked around. After a climb of Only three quarters of an hour I found myself once again in Murray Gap and retraced up steps of the morning back to camp, where I arrived at 6.15 p m. +
-Tuesday. The ranger still had not put in an appearance so I forgot all my prepared speeches and apologies and anticipated the pleasure of spending my fines myself. It was a beautiful morning and glad I was that I had planned a late start as I wanted to take some photos. I filled in the interval in shaving, scrubbing my pots and pans and also myself. At nine I set off up Licking Hole Creek, along which a track was supposed ​ts run. I could find none, however, though the "going was easy enough. About eleven the country +
-- 8 - +
-began to open out into wide, shallow valleys enclosed by mountains, and about midday I pitched my tent in the gap below Mt:411y. Around were a number of mountains not marked on the map with interesting and very bold rock formations +
-on them. I climbed one (probably nearly 6,000 ft high) before lunch to deter- +
-mine which was Mt.Kelly and found the climb rather difficult. +
-To climb Mt.Kelly (6001'​) from right beneath the noticeable rockslides near the top is the simplest climb possible-one is unhampered by any undergrowth or precipitous rocks - and the view is quite out of proportionto ​the labour. It was a perfect day and the cyclorama from the narrow ridge on top, superb. For the rest of the afternoon I contented myself with climbing some of the rock+
-formations on surrounding and lower peaks. +
-On arriving in camp I had a vision of a day in "​town"​ doing nothing, and +
-such is the attraction of civilisation (when one is not in it) that I decided +
-to come home a day earlier than intended. I virtually burnt my boats that night by having a sumptuous meal from supplies needed now for only one day. +
-Wednesday. Though I had a long day ahead of me I was unable to leave until 7.30 as more photos had to be taken. Middle Creek proved similar to Licking Hole Creek except that after about three hours I was in the padq,​ocks ​of Gudgenby Station and soon passed the large green willows around the house to +
-reach the road. It was now a hot day., the country was very dry and the road made of white powdered granite thought fortunately,​ at many places it crossed +
-the swift streams running from the mountains. After a hasty lunch at Glendale Crossing I continued my trek though often tempted to use my additional day when the sun beat down in the afternoon and fearsome hills loomed before me. Towards evening I met a horseman who bore tidings of the outbreak of war with Japan, which determined me to catch the train that night, come what may. +
-But, oh, were the cups of tea given me by a kindly landowner between Maas Creek and the Murrumhidgee ​welcomes ​His enquiries per 'phone also assured me half an hour longer for the train than I expected, I would have accepted his invitation to tea if I had known that the Murrumbidgeet ​which I would have had to cross in the dark, had a nice concrete ford across it. Actually I had to wait in Williamsdale an hour before the train arrived, but failed in my attempt to get a meal as the town consisted of only one house. So I sat in the little waiting room while the wind howled outside ​andsang ​to myself, ​perh-tps ​from a full heart, but certainly not with a full stomach.+
 "We may live without love - what is passion but pining - "We may live without love - what is passion but pining -
 But where is the man That can live without dining!"​ But where is the man That can live without dining!"​
-quoted a ship'​s ​meno.+quoted a ship'​s ​memo.
  
  
-STOP " ​PRESS +===== STOP PRESS THIS IS SAD NEWS ===== 
-THIS IS SADNEWS The Blue Gum Forest has been burnt out. The fire has also devastated the Valley of Govetts Leap Creek and the highlands across to Mount Hay and Three Nob Hill.+The Blue Gum Forest has been burnt out. The fire has also devastated the Valley of Govetts Leap Creek and the highlands across to Mount Hay and Three Nob Hill.
 The Trustees have issued a warning that the only safe place to camp in the forest now is in the ,bend opposite the junction of the Creek with the river. Everywhere else there is danger of trees falling. The Trustees have issued a warning that the only safe place to camp in the forest now is in the ,bend opposite the junction of the Creek with the river. Everywhere else there is danger of trees falling.
  
-WHENHOWAND WHY+===== WhenHowand Why===== 
-by Grace Jolly. When did I start walking? ​Ho and Why? + 
-What odd questions. Well, not being a backward child, and having no one around with sufficient ​foresightto ​warn me, I acquired this regrettable habit +by Grace Jolly. When did I start walking? ​How and Why? 
-at the proper time, perhaps a little earlier than most children,.. I can't say +What odd questions. Well, not being a backward child, and having no one around with sufficient ​foresight to warn me, I acquired this regrettable habit at the proper time, perhaps a little earlier than most children, I can't say 
-I have thought since, however, (mostly when in the "​Rough"​ of "Track and Rough"​) that if the old Chinese custom of foot-binding had been universal, it would have saved a lot of trouble. The idea had its "​points"​ you know. +I have thought since, however, (mostly when in the "​Rough"​ of "Track and Rough"​) that if the old Chinese custom of foot-binding had been universal, it would have saved a lot of trouble. The idea had its "​points"​ you know. To get on with the story. Time and I marched on and, hearing so much of the pleasure of bushwalking,​ I joined the Rucksack Club. Perhaps I was influenced ​in this by the realisation that my technique was such that, in all probability,​ I would always have to walk and that I might at least get some pleasure from it. My first trip was a day walk, very easy and very enjoyable, as also were the sandwiches provided ​by the family for this big adventure. 
-To get on with the story. Time and I marched on and, hearing so much of +The next week-end was Easter and, by this time having the bit in my teeth I joined a walk going down. Cox's Pier. A very large pack was hired and soon fitted with necessities:​ Two large cakes of "​Comfort"​ bath soap and a tin of talcum ​powder were the first to go in, and, having read somewhere that plenty of socks were desirable for walking, half-a-dozen pairs of thick ones were included. These were later draped, on different bushes immediately they 
-the pleasure of bushwalking,​ I joined the Rucksack Club. Perhaps I was in- +became torn. Reliable witnesses state that I swayed under the load as I left, but never-the-less ​Central Station was reached with only an hour and a half to spare. Pictures of Atlas kept running through my mind, but for the life of me I couldn'​t remember how he finally got rid of his load. The walk out over Clear Hill was a nightmare. Only twice in my life have I been homesick, but this was one of those times. My feet blistered ​treacherously ​early in the piece, and Black Dog Track - covered in what must be the record slowest time - was nearly my Waterloo. 
-fluenced ​in this by the realisation that my technique was such that, in all probability,​ I would always have to walk and that I might at least get some pleasure from it. My first trip was a day walk, very easy and very enjoyable, as also were the sandwiches provided ​hy the family for this big adventure. +But what a glorious sight at the end: To one who had never bushwalked before, the Cox was especially lovely. It was this, my first camp, that made me want to see more of the Australian Bush. Before turning in that night, I dragged out my "​Comfort"​ bath soap and talcum powder and flung them as far as my weak condition would allow. The splash which followed meant nothing to me then; I had yet to learn about "upstream" and "​downstream"​ and the enormity of spoiling ​the drinking water. The birds were in very good form the next morning, though a trifle early. 
-The next week-end was Easter and, by this time having the bit in my teeth I joined a walk going down. Cox's Pier. A very large pack was hired and soon fitted with necessities:​ Two large cakes of "​Comfort"​ bath soap and a tin of ta;​cum ​powder were the first to go in, and, having read somewhere that plenty of socks were desirable for walking, half-a-dozen pairs of thick ones were +Part of the pleasure in later trips down there has been the expectation of the early morning bird songs, but to me they seem to have fallen off considerably,​ vocally. This trip set me firmly on the bushwalking path, and many delightful walks came my way with the Rucksack Club, but after a few months I hankered for the little Flannel flower badge of the S.B.W. and, though ​I was doubtful whether I could manage the test walks after hearing so much of their toughness, decided to apply for membership. It was certainly an event in my life when I received the badge, and the pleasant times I have enjoyed, and the unpleasant times I have endured make me very grateful to whatever hunch it was that turned me bushwards. Perhaps no glittering Ford will ever pant expensively at my door, but who cares? I don't. I can walk it. 
-included. These were later draped, on different bushes immediately they + 
-became torn. +===== The Voice of the Social Committee Says Your Attention Please===== 
-Reliable witnesses state that I swayed under the load as I 1-Jft, but never- +
-theless ​Central Station was reached with only an hour and a half to spare. +
-Pictures of Atlas kept running through my mind, but for the life of me I +
-couldn'​t remember how he finally got rid of his load. +
-The walk out over Clear Hill was a nightmare. Only twice in my life have +
-I been homesick, but this was one of those times. My feet blistered ​treacher- +
-ously early in the piece, and Black Dog Track - covered in what must be the record slowest time - was nearly my Waterloo. +
-But what a glorious sight at the end: To one who had never bushwalked +
-before, the Cox was especially lovely. It was this, my first camp, that made me want to see more of the Australian Bush. +
-Before turning in that night, I dragged out my "​Comfort"​ bath soap and talcum powder and flung them as far as my weak condition would allow. The +
-splash which followed meant nothing to me then; I had yet to learn about +
-"ulostream" and "​downstream"​ and the enormity of spoiTing ​the drinking water. +
-The birds were in very good form the next morning, though a trifle early. +
-Part of the pleasure in later trips down there has been the expectation of the early morning bird songs, but to me they seem to have fallen off considerably,​ vocally. +
-This trip set me firmly on the bushwalking path, and many delightful +
-walks came my way with the Rucksack Club, but after a few months I hankered for the little Flannel flower badge of the S.B.W. and, thol.Th ​I was doubtful +
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-whether I could manage the test walks after hearing so much of their toughness, decided to apply for membership. +
-It was certainly an event in my life when I received the badge, and the pleasant times I have enjoyed, and the unpleasant times I have enduredlmake ​me very grateful to whatever hunch it was that turned me bushwards. Perhaps no glittering Ford will ever pant expensively at my door, but who cares? I don't. I can walk it. +
-THE VOICE OF THE SOCIAL COMMITTEE SA YS +
-YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE!+
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 8.00 p m. ANNUAL MEETING and Grand Election of Officers. 8.00 p m. ANNUAL MEETING and Grand Election of Officers.
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-ANNUAL RE-U N I 0 N WHERE ? +ANNUAL RE-UNI0N WHERE ? 
-Remember, if you want to bring your nearest and dearest on Sunday only you must get permission beforehand from th7-76Mmittee+Remember, if you want to bring your nearest and dearest on Sunday only you must get permission beforehand from the committee
-The Re-u212121_2,​ma ​is for MEMBERS and Past Members ONLY.+The Re-union is for MEMBERS and Past Members ONLY.
 8.15 p m. LECTURE with Slides. 8.15 p m. LECTURE with Slides.
 "TO CHINA VIA THE BURMA ROAD" by Marie Byles, "TO CHINA VIA THE BURMA ROAD" by Marie Byles,
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 Talking of bushfires - early in January, one started at Coal & Candle Creek at mid-day one hot Sunday. Before nightfall it had swept the whole peninsula to Mackeral Beach, where it was brought under control. Fred and Dorothy Svenson were camped that week-end at Willawarra near Refuge Bay. Returning to camp to pack, they found the bushfire had swept through while they were down at the beach, and all they had left were the clothes they had on and their two water bags, which they had left full of water! Imagine yourself left without any camping gear at all, and then add your commiserations to ours! Fred and Dorothy, you have our deepest sympathy. Talking of bushfires - early in January, one started at Coal & Candle Creek at mid-day one hot Sunday. Before nightfall it had swept the whole peninsula to Mackeral Beach, where it was brought under control. Fred and Dorothy Svenson were camped that week-end at Willawarra near Refuge Bay. Returning to camp to pack, they found the bushfire had swept through while they were down at the beach, and all they had left were the clothes they had on and their two water bags, which they had left full of water! Imagine yourself left without any camping gear at all, and then add your commiserations to ours! Fred and Dorothy, you have our deepest sympathy.
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