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- | MOUNT HOTHAM THROUGH THE WIND SCREEN | + | =====Mount Hotham through The Wind Screen.===== |
- | By 012M HALLSTROM) | + | |
- | THE SUBJECT: Roughest and toughest ride that any of Colin Lloyd' | + | By Clem Hallstrom. |
- | THE TRIP: Upwards'from Yrepuncha, a little township at the foot of Mt, Buffalo, | + | |
- | TIM CONVEYANCE: A timber-trftek | + | (With apologies |
- | Jumping Jehosaphat, what a ridet You've heard the parody of course: | + | |
- | "Oh milordt How he roared, | + | The Subject: Roughest and toughest ride that any of Colin Lloyd' |
- | In his old tin-fashioned Ford, Upon the road to Gundagait" | + | |
- | The very vehicle, folks - the self same one, New, the flooring for instance: | + | The Trip: Upwards from Porepuncha, a little township at the foot of Mt. Buffalo. |
- | just a collection of-loose boards forming a tray with no sides, except for a piece of two by three onwhich | + | |
- | From the sun there was ho protection no covering at all. The only shadow was cast by a clattering jib overhead, swaying and alanging | + | The Conveyance: A timber-truck of proverbial bitsa type, with fractious gremlins in every nut and bolt (of which most were missing). |
- | There are those who say that we are governed by instinct, and those who say we 'are governed by fear well, we knew all about the fear k and we hoped, the driver had the instinct, for we were certain that he could not see the road. As the windsorson | + | |
- | alone was guiding him and a rizhty | + | Jumping Jehosaphat, what a ride! You've heard the parody of course: |
- | Throughout the trip, Roley was as usual, very quiet - more quiet than ever. Probably thinking over some matter that meant nothing to no one, but everything to himself (hadn' | + | |
- | The curly headed boy was cushioned on the rucsacks, unable to account for the roughness of the ride, and much distraught at not having his pipe. And then we saw the rucsacks cushioned on him George Dibley seemed contented, but When we dismounted his logs were quivering as he stood behind the driver. Was it tvoltching | + | "Oh milordt How he roared,\\ |
- | Looking at them all, one would thinIthey | + | In his old tin-fashioned Ford,\\ |
- | RETURN OF THE NATIVE | + | Upon the road to Gundagai!" |
- | She' | + | |
- | Norma Barden, returned from hitch-hiking Tasmania from north to south, and east to west. On her own admission, she hiked much more than hitched. What' | + | The very vehicle, folks - the self same one. New, the flooring for instance: just a collection of loose boards forming a tray with no sides, except for a piece of two by three on which to crack the skull at every curve. As for the springing - Roman chariots were lounge chairs, alongside this leviathan of the road. |
- | O. I. un or | + | |
- | Anent the ditty on tho title page, and yarns when night has fallen, did anyone note the looks upon the faces of the males when one female (strictly practical type) remarked, "lhat about the moony anyway? It's only a light, after all." Ah, but how their faces brightened when a brown-eyed damsel cooed '' | + | From the sun there was no protection |
- | Vacancy | + | |
- | 2.922121LEMIEILa_gNaggl. TRIPS | + | There are those who say that we are governed by instinct, and those who say we are governed by fear - well, we knew all about the fear and we hoped, the driver had the instinct, for we were certain that he could not see the road. As the windscreen |
- | By BONA DEA. | + | |
- | Yost Bushvalkers have known what it is to be hungry. Only a very few | + | Throughout the trip, Roley was as usual, very quiet - more quiet than ever. Probably thinking over some matter that meant nothing to no one, but everything to himself (hadn' |
- | have known what it is to be genuinely short of food, and realize, as Niniao Malvin() | + | |
+ | The curly headed boy was cushioned on the rucsacks, unable to account for the roughness of the ride, and much distraught at not having his pipe. And then we saw the rucsacks cushioned on him! George Dibley seemed contented, but when we dismounted his legs were quivering as he stood behind the driver. Was it twitching | ||
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+ | Looking at them all, one would think they were really in a bad way, and I f3lt genuinely sorry for them. Yes, there stirred in my breast many manly sentiments of pity for those beings in agony - me, on the upholstered seat, in the cab beside | ||
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+ | ====Return of the Native.==== | ||
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+ | She' | ||
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+ | Anent the ditty on the title page, and yarns when night has fallen, did anyone note the looks upon the faces of the males when one female (strictly practical type) remarked, "What about the moon, anyway? It's only a light, after all." Ah, but how their faces brightened when a brown-eyed damsel cooed " | ||
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+ | Vacancy | ||
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+ | ====Don' | ||
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+ | By Bona Dea. | ||
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+ | Most Bushvalkers have known what it is to be hungry. Only a very few have known what it is to be genuinely short of food, and realize, as Ninian Melville | ||
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Our Shoalhaven correspondent reports that Bill Cosgrove and John Johnson are still in form. All who sallied forth on the recent hoo noes ware expedishun are now thoroughly versed in the bush bla-bla of camp-fire communism. | Our Shoalhaven correspondent reports that Bill Cosgrove and John Johnson are still in form. All who sallied forth on the recent hoo noes ware expedishun are now thoroughly versed in the bush bla-bla of camp-fire communism. | ||
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UPPER SHULHAVEN | UPPER SHULHAVEN | ||
By FRANK LtYDEN. | By FRANK LtYDEN. |
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