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Daylight revealed the fact that we were bedded down among a miscellany of rusty tins with red-backed spiders webbing in their dim recesses. "If there' | Daylight revealed the fact that we were bedded down among a miscellany of rusty tins with red-backed spiders webbing in their dim recesses. "If there' | ||
- | We locked the car and left her standing and all headed off for the ridge leading to Cedar Flat. On our second wrong ridge Snow was informed he had left his climbing rope back at the car. While he wen' | + | We locked the car and left her standing and all headed off for the ridge leading to Cedar Flat. On our second wrong ridge Snow was informed he had left his climbing rope back at the car. While he went to retrieve it we selected a third ridge which proved to be IT. Snow rejoined us and we didn't take more than half an hour to scoot down to the river, and then breakfast. By 10 a.m. we were ready to go places. Was it to be the Block-up, 6 miles each way, i.e. 12 miles? Or was it to be Bungonia Gorge, 4 or 5 miles return? The vote was cast in favour of the Block-up so off we set without packs - never mind about lunch, we've just had breakfast! We walked a hundred, maybe two hundred, yards to the bank of the river. What a mighty place for a swim! What a bon-O pool! What an utterly magnificent set-up to sabotage the proposed hot dry walk! Needless to say we got no further. On with the makeshift swim costumes and ah for a wonderful morning swimming and sunbaking on the sand. |
- | a swim! What a bon-0 pool! What an utterly magnificent set-up to | + | |
- | sabotage the proposed hot dry walk! Needless to say we got no further. On with the makeshift swim costumes and ah for a wonderful morning swimming and sunbaking on the sand. | + | |
Garth wanted a raft. The three engineers discussed the project but in the absence of a crosscut or axe his hopes looked like being blighted. However Garth had begun to feel that a raft was essential. While the rest of us sunbaked on a high rock he could be seen on the far bank pushing over and dragging a couple of dead trees into the river. Things began to look promising so in goes Putt, splash! to give assistance. They rowed them up river and worked off quite a lot of surplus energy. | Garth wanted a raft. The three engineers discussed the project but in the absence of a crosscut or axe his hopes looked like being blighted. However Garth had begun to feel that a raft was essential. While the rest of us sunbaked on a high rock he could be seen on the far bank pushing over and dragging a couple of dead trees into the river. Things began to look promising so in goes Putt, splash! to give assistance. They rowed them up river and worked off quite a lot of surplus energy. | ||
- | After lunch, feeling that the S.B.W. is primarily a walking club, we all set out to Bungonia Gorge. We had much fun boulder hopping and scrambling over the huge chunks of limestone, and a | ||
- | tentative climb up part of the side walls. There was a small hole about 15 feet up a sheer wall which could have been an entrance to a cave, so employing the sane tactics as the Tigers used on the first ascent of Carlon' | + | After lunch, feeling that the S.B.W. is primarily a walking club, we all set out to Bungonia Gorge. We had much fun boulder hopping and scrambling over the huge chunks of limestone, and a tentative climb up part of the side walls. There was a small hole about 15 feet up a sheer wall which could have been an entrance to a cave, so employing the same tactics as the Tigers used on the first ascent of Carlon' |
- | After tea we all foregathered around a beautiful campfire. Pat and Ian were the last to arrive, bearing a large billy of fruit punch concocted by master hands and liberally laced with rum, also a huge fruit cake. Amazed at such liberality at a S.B.W. camp, we were aboui, | + | |
- | to put it down to just another delightful trait of these charming New Zealanders, when Ian said, Oh, by the way, Pat and I have become engaged and this is to celebrate the announcement'. Did we celebrate with enthusiasm! There followed an evening of song and Maori haka, hesitant performers being urged to jog their memories by taking a swic from the rum bottle. This worked every time. | + | After tea we all foregathered around a beautiful campfire. Pat and Ian were the last to arrive, bearing a large billy of fruit punch concocted by master hands and liberally laced with rum, also a huge fruit cake. Amazed at such liberality at a S.B.W. camp, we were about to put it down to just another delightful trait of these charming New Zealanders, when Ian said, "Oh, by the way, Pat and I have become engaged and this is to celebrate the announcement". Did we celebrate with enthusiasm! There followed an evening of song and Maori haka, hesitant performers being urged to jog their memories by taking a swig from the rum bottle. This worked every time. |
- | It was a glorious starry night, and despite pitched tents nearly everyone slept out under the sky. Not Dave though. He had knocked | + | |
- | over the rum bottle in the tent and spilt half the contents on the | + | It was a glorious starry night, and despite pitched tents nearly everyone slept out under the sky. Not Dave though. He had knocked over the rum bottle in the tent and spilt half the contents on the ground. He retired to his rum-soaked couch and slept solidly in an atmosphere of alcohol fumes, regaling us in the morning with some talk about being an Antarctic petrel which vomits at anyone who approaches too close. |
- | ground. He retired to his rum-soaked couch and slept solidly in an atmosphere of alcohol fumes, regaling us in the morning with some | + | |
- | talk about being an Antarctic petrel which vomits at anyone who approaches too close. | + | While preparing breakfast we were initiated into a prime New Zealand lurk for halting the rot in meat. You take your meat, which is beginning to suffer from B.O., and dip it in boiling water for a few minutes, and then rush it down and cool it rapidly in the river. Repeat every couple of days; this way it will keep for months. (All |
- | While preparing breakfast we were initiated into a prime New | + | |
- | Zealand lurk for halting the rot in meat. You take your meat, which is beginning to suffer from B.O., and dip it in boiling water for a few minutes, and then rush it down and cool it rapidly in the river. Repeat every couple of days; this way it will keep for months. (All | + | |
right! All right! Don't believe me; try it yourself!) | right! All right! Don't believe me; try it yourself!) | ||
- | Tcday was to be spent caveing. Taking lunch, torches and-rope we rock-hopped up the Gorge once again, then via a side creek to the Loo-z a out. In the semi-civilized shanbles of an " | ||
- | smelt a dirty sardine tin Which has been putrefying on a beach in th.-; hot summer sun? Have you ever smelt cattle at the slaughter yard, drooling at the mouth and rolling their eyes upward to where death | ||
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- | lurks, just between the horns? Have Tou ever smelt - well, never mind - Hoffo said it was the carbide. To ne it smelt like fear. | + | Today was to be spent caveing. Taking lunch, torches and rope we rock-hopped up the Gorge once again, then via a side creek to the Lookout. In the semi-civilized shambles of an " |
- | We will now, health, danger, public ordinances and other circumstances notwithstanding, | + | |
- | 0 of leaf on leaf and the scent of eucalyptus drifted tantalisingly on the hot dry air as we crammed our ten troglodyte | + | We will now, health, danger, public ordinances and other circumstances notwithstanding, |
- | do you think it'll go?" Tense minutes pass. From about two galleries down the cultured voice of Ian floats up, "I say Grace old girl, don't cone down yet_ - I'm in a devil of an awkward position just here!" One. last look at the sunlight and at Don and Tine who have no pride and are not coming in, then I wriggle after Snow's disappearing rear, rather wishing I had a torch. | + | |
- | 12. | + | Colin had told us of testers at I.C.I. |
- | Colin had told us of testers at chemical works Who crawl into the boilers through a narrow squeeze hole so that they may bang on the inside with an iron hammer and listen to the WHANG. Sometimes panic sets in and they are unable to get out. The technique then is to urge them to divest themselves of their clothes, | + | |
- | you play a jet of cold water on them from a hose telling them it will shrink them sufficiently to enable them to squeeze out again. When they are sufficiently uncomfortable they come to accept as'truth this asinine piece of reasoning and squeeze out again. But haw, I ask you is one to carry out such a procedure in a cave? The only thing is | + | About a hundred feet down in the pitch darkness we encountered (guess what?) blowflies!!! These polyphiloprogenitives, |
- | not to be behind a big bloke who is likely to get stuck. But if you're in front of him going, you're behind him on the return, so Where does it get you? Oh well .. Press on, regardless! | + | |
- | About a hundred feet down in the pitch darkness we encountered (guess what?) blowflies!!! These polyphiloprogenitives, | + | After several hours, when we had used up all the 250 ft. of rope and wriggled through a narrow sewer for some 50 ft., it seemed to be time to retrace our footsteps. Half the party has disappeared on its way back and I would like to be with them, but Dave has found a string leading off into the void. Should one try to catch up with the others, or should one follow Dave? Dave has the torch, I'll stick with him. Grace and some other unidentified person is also with us. We wriggle for 30 ft. across a low-roofed cavern which eventually offers a neat black hole in the floor. Down this I prepare to go and get half way down a well without much in the way of foot or handholds. Suddenly the light swings away - Dave has gone to see what the others are up to. Dense pitch blackness washes |
- | After several hours, when we had used up all the 250 ft. of rope and wriggled through a narrow sewer for some 50 ft., it seemed to be time to retrace our footsteps. Half the party has disappeared on its way back and I would like to be with them, but Dave has found a string leading off into the void. Should one try to catch up with the others, or should one follow Dave? Dave has the torch, I'll stick with him. Grace and some other unidentified person is also with us. We wriggle for 30 ft. across a low-roofed cavern which eventually offers a neat black hole in the floor. Down this I prepare to go and get half way down a well without much in the way of foot or handholds | + | |
- | Suddenly the light swings away - Dave has gone to see what the otherare | + | In the remaining daylight we dropped |
- | the darkness "Snow, where' | + | |
- | In the remaining daylight we dropted | + | A swim, did someone say? That' |
- | 13. | + | |
- | A swim, did someone say? Thatte | + | When hunger called we returned for lunch, then packed up and departed up the ridge carrying a couple of full water-buckets for the car. Colin drove the hitchers out to the road while the others walked on, then picked up the final load and so back along Route 31 in a steady stream of traffic. Later this thinned out so we could speed along singing, lights gleaming along the road, dark trees etched against the sky flitting past, and our thoughts dwelling |
- | When hunger called we returned for lunch, then packed up and departed up the ridge carrying a couple of full water-buckets for the car. Colin drove the hitchers out to the road while the others walked on, then picked up the final load and so back along Route 31 in a steady stream of traffic. Later this thinned out so we ' | + | |
- | etched against the sky flitting past, and our thoughts dwelling | + | |
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- | ...... Detach and.Mail | + | === The Sydney Bushwalkers Annual Christmas Party. === |
- | The Social Secretary, The Sydney Bush Walkers, Box 4476, G.P.O., | + | |
- | SYDNEY. | + | Friday 10 December. R.S.L. Hall, Elizabeth St., Sydney. |
- | Please send me | + | |
- | Name | + | Dancing 8 - 12 midnight. Dress optional. |
- | Full Postal Address | + | |
- | Amount Enclosed | + | Tickets 15/-. All liquid refreshements available right prices. |
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+ | ... Detach and Mail ... | ||
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+ | The Social Secretary, The Sydney Bush Walkers, Box 4476, G.P.O., | ||
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+ | Please send me ... tickets for the Annual Christmas Party. | ||
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+ | Name ... | ||
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+ | Full Postal Address | ||
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+ | Amount Enclosed | ||
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- | IF YOU ARE GOING PLACES CONTACT | + | === Scenic Motor Tours. === |
- | SCENIC MOTOR TOURS, | + | |
- | --NriTur7-77=- | + | If you are going places, contact Scenic Motor Tours, Railway Steps, Katoomba. |
- | KATOOMBA. | + | |
- | DAILY TOURS BY PARLOR COACH TO THE WORLD FAMOUS JENOLAN CAVES AND ALL BLUE MOUNTAIN SIGHTS. | + | Daily tours by parlor coach to the world famous Jenolan Caves and all Blue Mountain sights. |
- | TRANSPORT BY COACHES FOR PARTIES OF BUSH- WALKERS TO KANANGRA WALLS, GINKIN OR OTHER MUTABLE POINTS BY ARRANGENENT, | + | |
- | FOR ALL INFORMATION | + | Transport by coaches for parties of bushwalkers to Kanangra Walls, Ginkin or other suitable points by arrangement. |
- | WRITE TO P.O. BOX 60; KATOOMBA. TETRPHONE | + | |
- | 1 O. | + | For all information, |
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- | FEDERATION NOTES _- OCTOBER. | + | ===== Federation Notes - October. ===== |
- Allen A. Strom. | - Allen A. Strom. | ||
- | BUSHFIRE | + | |
- | thirty five names fo77717777177-777717esident | + | === Bushfire Fighting Squad for National Park: === |
- | discussed arrangements with Mr. M.E. Messer, | + | |
- | DO YOU WANT A FEDERATION BALL T There is no Convener for the Social Committee. If you are interested in a Ball you may care to undertalTe | + | Five Clubs submitted thirty five names for this Squad. The President |
- | FEDERATION REEMION: This will continue to take place on the Second | + | discussed arrangements with Mr. M.E. Messer, |
- | Weekend-7727ZETter. club Secretaries will be informed that the Federation requests no liquor to be consumed at the Reunion and that | + | |
- | 14. | + | === Do You want a Federation Ball? === |
- | offenders may be asked to leave the campsite. | + | |
- | SEARCH AND RESCUE SECTION SECRETARY: Mr. Peter Cameron of the 7777-77-7777d | + | There is no Convener for the Social Committee. If you are interested in a Ball you may care to undertake |
- | FRAZER PARK. The Lands Department will advise the Trustees (Wyong | + | |
+ | === Federation Reunion: === | ||
+ | |||
+ | This will continue to take place on the Second Weekend | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Search and Rescue Secretary: === | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mr. Peter Cameron of the C.M.W. was elected | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Frazer Park. === | ||
+ | |||
+ | The Lands Department will advise the Trustees (Wyong | ||
The October Meeting of the Fauna Protection Panel agreed to recommend to the Minister that 30,000 acres of Crown Land in the Nadgee Area should be dedicated a Faunal Reserve. | The October Meeting of the Fauna Protection Panel agreed to recommend to the Minister that 30,000 acres of Crown Land in the Nadgee Area should be dedicated a Faunal Reserve. | ||
- | PROTECTION | + | |
- | BUNGONIA GORGE: A recent visit to the area has shown that mining | + | === Protection and Preservton of Aboriginal Relics: === |
- | BARRINGTON: An interim report concerning a National Park in the area 777-7717Feceived | + | |
- | wonmmerses.....Matarogyiwirompass.. | + | There has recently |
- | THE ADMIRALtS MADCAP MARATHON | + | |
+ | === Bungonia Gorge: === | ||
+ | |||
+ | A recent visit to the area has shown that mining | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Barrington: === | ||
+ | |||
+ | An interim report concerning a National Park in the area has been received | ||
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+ | ===== The Admiral' | ||
- Frank Rigby. | - Frank Rigby. | ||
- | You've probably been on one of the Admiral' | + | |
- | Picture the post office scene at Blackheath at 11 p m. on that dark, chilly Friday night. Two undaunted stalwarts are on the blower5 0 trying desperately to interest the reluctant taxi fraternity of Katoathba | + | You've probably been on one of the Admiral' |
- | 15. | + | |
- | clown until 2 a m., are hauled out again at 5, aid haven' | + | Picture the post office scene at Blackheath at 11 p.m. on that dark, chilly Friday night. Two undaunted stalwarts are on the blower, |
- | The pre-dawn gloom, the feeble brain impulses inseparable from this absurd hour of the day, and the incombustible Kanangra wood all combine to make breakfast something of a struggle. However, the sun rose up into a cloudless, breathless sky, and with it the Promise | + | |
- | glorious day-to come. This spurred our languid efforts to some extent, and so, despite all, the eight sleepless frames mooched out on to the Kanangra Tops in rather bedraggled fashion at something after seven. Our slow-revving, | + | The pre-dawn gloom, the feeble brain impulses inseparable from this absurd hour of the day, and the incombustible Kanangra wood all combine to make breakfast something of a struggle. However, the sun rose up into a cloudless, breathless sky, and with it the promise |
- | After a bit of jiggery-pokery in which the Admiral had us all | + | |
- | at sea, we hit upon the cleft running from the Tops down to our ridge an then stepped it out along to Craft' | + | After a bit of jiggery-pokery in which the Admiral had us all at sea, we hit upon the cleft running from the Tops down to our ridge and then stepped it out along to Craft' |
- | ever7 side. The view back along the massive Kanangra Deep was partice | + | |
- | uly impressive. Ahead and above reared the Claudmaker | + | The afternoon passed away pleasantly with the stroll across Tiwilla Plateau and down the Tiwilla Buttress to the Kowmung. I can thoroughly recommend the Buttress with its gently-sloping, |
- | olie Iv one we stormed and won its lesser bastions of Rip, Rack, Roar | + | |
- | 0 and Rumble, until at last the summit itself was ours just as the nponda7 hgur approached. I must admit that the summit of Cloudmaker | + | What happens when a party, nearing its evening campsite, splits into two equal factions and the " |
- | somewItt | + | |
- | a giant Ls it does from all horizons, to have traversed the mighty | + | Impromptu food-partying with Colin Putt can be fun. Odd and sundry ingredients from the tucker bags of several bods are combined in an unpremeditated fashion in Colin' |
- | Cloudmaker is to have become a bushwalker tried and true - or so the tourists would have it, anyway. And so down to the Tiwilla Pass for | + | |
- | lunch. Oh, what dastardly curses and ungentlemanly oaths flowed out into that pure mountain air when it was discovered that the staple | + | From the moment Brian slowly and sorely raised his long frame from the good earth, I knew that the 6.30 start would prove to be a fallacy. After all, you can't light a fire with green logs in five minutes, can you Brian? No, it takes fully thirty. If you hadn't been the Leader I'd have accused you of deliberate White Anting with so much dry tinder around for the taking. Then, of course, Jim Hooper and Peter Stitt had somehow yet to have their eyelids raised, no easy task without a plug of gelignite. |
- | lunch item, the so-and-so biscuits, had been completely omitted from the Admiral' | + | |
- | 16. | + | After a series of false alarms, Anderson style, we finally hit the trail at 7.45. Sixteen miles behind us and twenty-seven ahead. Did I say twenty-seven? |
- | The afternoon passed away pleasantly with the stroll across Tiwilla Plateau and down the Tiwilla Buttress to the Kowmung. I can thoroughly recommend the Buttress with its gently-sloping, | + | |
- | What happens when a party, nearing its evening campsite, splits into two equal factions and the " | + | Onwards, ever onwards! Up the steep end of the White Dog spur we plodded, with physical staminas slowly but surely on the wane. At Kelpie Hill, Brian, Peter and Betty decided to advance more leisurely, while the rest of us, with visions of the last train chortling off without us, started the long burn into Katoamba, a sweat-and-tears trek that I shall never forget. I was quite happy as far as Clear Hill, but with the level going and those high-powered steam engines Hooper, Jonsson and Putt alternately taking over the pacing, it was a constant struggle for little " |
- | Impromptu food-partying with Colin Putt can be fun. Odd and sundry ingredients from the tucker bags of several bods are combined in an unpremeditated fashion in Colin' | + | |
- | roaring fire. Despite all the laws of science, the result is invariably a feast of both quality and qlantity, especially the latter. After just such an orgy of eating, on top of some forty virtually sleepless hours, no threats were required to make us hit the hay like obedient five-year-olds. Even the Leader' | + | The hour had come when we must try desperately to somehow drive our tortured bodies to the station; and there followed such a cireus act as the citizenry of Katoomba had never been treated to before. Rigor Mortis had set in en masse during our relaxation at the cafe and we had degenerated into a bunch of old crocks. Staggering, lurching, and creaking at every joint, our plight was indeed a sorry one, but not without its humorous side. I could honestly state that we did not radiate that "how to win members and influence people" |
- | From the moment Brian slowly and sorely raised his long frame from the good earth, I knew that the 6.30 start would prove to be a 'fallacy. After all, you can't light a fire with green logs in five minutes, can you Brian? No it tahes fully thirty. If you hadn't been the Leader I'd have accused you of deliberate White Anting with so much dry tinder around for the taking. Then, of course, Jim Hooper and Peter Stitt had somehow yet to have their eyelids raised, no easy task without a plug of gelignite. | + | |
- | nothing else save the Admiral' | + | Having fallen in a heap on the platform, the burning question then was whether |
- | . | + | |
- | After a series of false alarms, Anderson style, we finally hit' | + | Nor was the position much improved at Central Station. As we lurched our several |
- | 17. was unbelievably pleasant and exhilarating and we swung along in | + | |
- | great style down the Kowmung to the Cox Junction, where an early lunch was started at something like 1100 hours. After supplying the no-biscuits | + | ---- |
- | Onwards, ever onwards! Up the steep end of the White Dog spur we plodded, with physical staminas slowly but surely on the wane. At Kelpie Hill, Brian, Peter and Betty decided to advance more leisurely, while the rest of us, with visions of the last train chortling off without us, started the long burn into Katoamba, a sweat-and-tears trek that I shall never forget. I was quite happy as far as Clear Hill, but with the level going and those high-powered steam engines Hooper, Jonsson and Putt alternately taking over the pacing, it was a constant struggle for little " | + | |
- | The hour had come When we must try desperately to somehow drive our tortured bodies to the station; and there followed such a cireus act as the citizenry of Katoomba had never been treated to before. Rigor Mortis had set in en masse during our relaxation at the eafe and we had degenerated into a bunch of old crocks. Staggering, lurching, and creaking at every joint, our plight was indeed a sorry one, but not without its humorous side. I could honestly state that we did not radiate that "how to win members and influence people" | + | === Credit where it is due: === |
- | Having fallen in a heap on the platform, the burning question then was whetter | + | |
- | Nor was the position much improved at Central Station. As we | + | Before too many people start congratulating the Editor |
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- | lurched our several | + | ---- |
- | CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE Before too many people start congratuTaing thetor | + | |
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KOSCIUSKO INVASION. | KOSCIUSKO INVASION. |
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