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 With packs containing now only lunch and sleeping bag and a few minor oddments we hit the road once more. The boys were having trouble with their heavy clinkered boots. "I'll bet these blokes who carol about the joys of tramping along the highway never tried it," said Colin bitterly. "Could anything be more devastating to the feet than the interminable thump, thump, pound, pound along a hard road." And much as I would like to think in terms of the romance of the open road I'm afraid I must agree that the modern description "road-bash" is much more realistic and to the point.
-Garth had decided that the 85 miles that were good enough for Geof's crowd were good enough for him too, and it was Picton for him. The blisters he had aquired on the Minni Minni Range trip were still with him; he was now down to the 6th layer of skin and doubted if there were any more under that; he would probably make the 25 miles to Picton and call it a day. Colin, however, had planned for a hundred-mile week-end, and the itinerary was to be up the Nattai, up Starlight's Track to Hill Top, then a few extra miles along the main road to make up the even hundred - "and we'll do those last few miles even if we do them on our hands and knees," said Colin. So I set out that morning with that simple programme and not much else in my mind: 40 miles to go. Average 3 miles per hour - 13 hours walking, plus half an hour for dinner and perhaps tea. Should finish up by 8 p.m.
+Garth had decided that the 85 miles that were good enough for Geof's crowd were good enough for him too, and it was Picton for him. The blisters he had acquired on the Minni Minni Range trip were still with him; he was now down to the 6th layer of skin and doubted if there were any more under that; he would probably make the 25 miles to Picton and call it a day. Colin, however, had planned for a hundred-mile week-end, and the itinerary was to be up the Nattai, up Starlight's Track to Hill Top, then a few extra miles along the main road to make up the even hundred - "and we'll do those last few miles even if we do them on our hands and knees," said Colin. So I set out that morning with that simple programme and not much else in my mind: 40 miles to go. Average 3 miles per hour - 13 hours walking, plus half an hour for dinner and perhaps tea. Should finish up by 8 p.m.
 "If we reach Sheehy's Creek by 10 a,m, we've got the game sewn up," said Colin. Well, we reached Sheehy's Creek at 10.30. Half an hour was nothing to worry about. I was thinking of Garth whom we would soon be leaving to make his painful lonely way into Picton alone, rather than delay the speed of the party. ("Good-bye Captain Oates." "It is a far, far better thing I do than I have ever done before.")
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 ====Barrington-Gloucester Tops:====
-An Inter-Departmental Committee has been established to make recommendations to the Dept. of Lands on the disposal of Crown Lands in this area. Close liaison has been kept between the Federation, the Barrington Club and the Northern Parks & Playgrounds Movement. The Inter-Departmental Committee held a meeting in Newcastle on Thursday, September 8th. Mr. Tom Moppett attended and placed the recommendations of The Wild Life Preservation Society of Australia, The N.S.W. Federation of Bushwalking Clubs, and The Caloola Olub before the Committee. The recommendations had been co-ordinated. They show two Faunal Reserves (one the Barrington River, the other on the Paterson) and a National Park over the general plateau of the Barrington-Gloucester Tops. We are also happy to record that The Fauna Protection Panel has agreed to ask for the same Faunal Reserves, The Chief Guardian of Fauna was present in Newcastle to put these proposals. Mr. Moppett reports that the Newcastle Meeting appeared to be conducted in a very friendly and understanding atmosphere. The Barrington Club, the Northern Parks & Playgrounds Movement, the Newcastle Tech. Bushwalkers and numerous local bodies also gave evidence before the Committee all of whom had general agreement with our proposals. There appeared to be assurance that no Crown Land would be alienated in the area.
+An Inter-Departmental Committee has been established to make recommendations to the Dept. of Lands on the disposal of Crown Lands in this area. Close liaison has been kept between the Federation, the Barrington Club and the Northern Parks & Playgrounds Movement. The Inter-Departmental Committee held a meeting in Newcastle on Thursday, September 8th. Mr. Tom Moppett attended and placed the recommendations of The Wild Life Preservation Society of Australia, The N.S.W. Federation of Bushwalking Clubs, and The Caloola Club before the Committee. The recommendations had been co-ordinated. They show two Faunal Reserves (one the Barrington River, the other on the Paterson) and a National Park over the general plateau of the Barrington-Gloucester Tops. We are also happy to record that The Fauna Protection Panel has agreed to ask for the same Faunal Reserves, The Chief Guardian of Fauna was present in Newcastle to put these proposals. Mr. Moppett reports that the Newcastle Meeting appeared to be conducted in a very friendly and understanding atmosphere. The Barrington Club, the Northern Parks & Playgrounds Movement, the Newcastle Tech. Bushwalkers and numerous local bodies also gave evidence before the Committee all of whom had general agreement with our proposals. There appeared to be assurance that no Crown Land would be alienated in the area.
 ====Bouddi Natural Park:====
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 At a few minutes past eight we came to the Tonalli, and learned there from a couple of motor campers that three (one named "Snow") had passed the previous evening, and the rest before us that morning. That gave the racehorses just a chance of making Bowral, but the other quartet - not in the event.
-Little remains to tell of our own walking. Kevin was anxious to get to a phone to tell Patsy at Bowrai to await further instructions instead of leaving for Wanganderry at 1 p.m., so he streaked on from Yerranderie to reach Upper Burragorang about elevenish. I knew by now the feet wouldn't stay the distance to Wanganderry or Bowral, so paddled sedately along, plying myself with rum and chocolate at hourly intervals, and (after a most unexpected meeting with Bob Savage leading a veritable convoy of cars to Yerranderie to inspect the old silver mines) came to the Wollondilly just before 12.
+Little remains to tell of our own walking. Kevin was anxious to get to a phone to tell Patsy at Bowral to await further instructions instead of leaving for Wanganderry at 1 p.m., so he streaked on from Yerranderie to reach Upper Burragorang about elevenish. I knew by now the feet wouldn't stay the distance to Wanganderry or Bowral, so paddled sedately along, plying myself with rum and chocolate at hourly intervals, and (after a most unexpected meeting with Bob Savage leading a veritable convoy of cars to Yerranderie to inspect the old silver mines) came to the Wollondilly just before 12.
 Dependable David arrived at 12.7 1/2 p.m. and took us back to Spring Corner, where Kevin contacted Bowral. I settled down in my sleeping bag as we rolled sweetly south to Mittagong, where Patsy united Kevin with the beloved green Vauxhall. We went in convoy out to Wanganderry to join the rabble that waited there. Just before we arrived (4 p.m.), the cars of Jack Gentle and Len Fall had headed along the track towards Malcolm's farm at the head of Burnt Flat Creek. There was, however, another utility standing by, and its driver explained that he was an old hand freelance walker, thinking of joining S.B.W. who fancied he might be able to help bring in the way-weary travellers - a nice gesture. We were then five cars, sundry car-travellers, two retired marath...long distance walkers, and a bevy of children, all waiting and brewing tea in the grey chilly afternoon, watching for Snow's gaudy red-white-and-blue cape to waft over the slope of Wanganderry Hill. Now that they knew the others were still en route to Wanganderry the drivers were quite happy to stay on a while longer; they couldn't have passed - Gladys and Len Fall had been there since 11 a.m. The Fall and Gentle cars came skidding back to the junction about five, and we brewed more tea.
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 Some time after 5.30 two of the cars departed, and David and I drove 7 or 8 miles west to the Bullio region in case the walkers had reached the road beyond Wanganderry. The light was almost gone as we came back to the junction, and after a brief discussion we concluded that the strays had either (a) changed their minds and retreated to Burragorang, or (b) mislaid Burnt Flat Creek and were destined to pass another night out. A hasty arrangement was made to organise some search and rescue activities on Monday evening, and at 6.15 the cars departed in column towards Mittagong. At that moment Snow's coat of many colours was coming down the last hill towards the road...... but that's another story......
+=====Summary Of The Report Of The Fauna Protection Panel.=====
+Year ended 30th June, 1954.
-SUMMARY OF THE REPORT OF. THE FAUNA PROTECTION. PANEL.
-Year ended 30th JuneL_12151..
 (Summary prepared by Alan A. Strom who was nominated by the Sydney Bushwalkers' Club for a seat on the Fauna Protection Panel.)
-EDUCATION & PUBLICITY: All school teachers are Rangers under the
-Fauna Protection ;.,ct and, in order to stimulate teachers to take an active interest in fauna protection, a summary of the Act is published in the Education Gazette from time to time. Because of the place
+====Education and Publicity:====
-given to fauna protection in the Natural History and Biology Courses, many enquiries come from teachers and pupils.
-An essay competition for school children brought 40 entries this year During the year 1954/55 five films were added to the Panel's Library:
+All school teachers are Rangers under the Fauna Protection Act and, in order to stimulate teachers to take an active interest in fauna protection, a summary of the Act is published in the Education Gazette from time to time. Because of the place given to fauna protection in the Natural History and Biology Courses, many enquiries come from teachers and pupils.
-. "Bird Lovers of N.S.W." (Story of the Gould League)
-. "Living off the Land" and
+An essay competition for school children brought 40 entries this year.
-, "Everything from Nature" (both on aboriginal life.)
-. "Feathered Fishers"
+During the year 1954/55 five films were added to the Panel's Library:
-. "Teddy Bears at Play."
+|1.|"Bird Lovers of N.S.W." (Story of the Gould League)|
+|2.|"Living off the Land" and|
+|3.|"Everything from Nature" (both on aboriginal life.)|
+|4.|"Feathered Fishers"|
+|5.|"Teddy Bears at Play."|
 Widespread showings to children and adults have been made of the following films from the library:
-The Kcala; Australia's Platypus; Keith the Wombat; Kangaroos;
-Spiny Ant-eater; Protect ybur Birds; Fine FeathersOld Man Possum; Our Bushfire Menace; Bushland Fantasy; Birds and Billabongs.
+The Koala; Australia's Platypus; Keith the Wombat; Kangaroos; Spiny Ant-eater; Protect your Birds; Fine Feathers; Old Man Possum; Our Bushfire Menace; Bushland Fantasy; Birds and Billabongs.
-A good deal of publicity has been given by the A.B.C. and press, particularly "The S.M.Herald". Numerous talks have been given to various bodies, including Faunal Societies and kindred organisations,
-HONORARY RANGERS: An average of 2,194 bulletins per quarter have been issued to rangers in an attempt to maintain contact and promote press publicity.
+A good deal of publicity has been given by the A.B.C. and press, particularly "The S.M.Herald". Numerous talks have been given to various bodies, including Faunal Societies and kindred organisations.
-LOCAL FAUNAL SOCIETIES: No new Societies were formed during the year, but Branches of the North Shore Fauna and Flora Protection Society we
-established at Avalon and Newport. The Societies perform very useful work both in the educational field and in direct protection. Their activities are many and varied.
+====Honorary Rangers:====
-THE NORTH SHORE FAUNA AND FLORA PROTECTION through its Branches has
-undertaken to plant native plants, arranged film shows, and a public
+An average of 2,194 bulletins per quarter have been issued to rangers in an attempt to maintain contact and promote press publicity.
-exhibition of native plants and animals, interested people in koala
-preservation on Palm Beach Peninsula and arranged for the appointment of many Hon.Rangers. The Blue Mts. Fauna & Flora Preservation Society
+====Local Faunal Societies:====
-has continued to work for the establishment of a National Park in the Blue Mts. Among the many activities of the Gosford District Fauna &
-Flora Protection Society. was the calling of a Conference of Conserva-
+No new Societies were formed during the year, but Branches of the North Shore Fauna and Flora Protection Society were established at Avalon and Newport. The Societies perform very useful work both in the educational field and in direct protection. Their activities are many and varied.
-tion Societies to further a proposal to establish a National Park in the Kariong area, Other Societies operating during the year are at Leeton and Wollongong.
-RARE FAUNA now includes 15 species. They are: Platypus (2 species), Spiny Anteater, Koala; Southern Whiptail Wallaby, Mallee Fowl, Brush Turkey, Lyre Bird (2 species), Purple-crowned Pigeon, Red-crowned
+====The North Shore Fauna And Flora Protection====
-,
-Pigeon, White-headed Pigeon, Wompoo Pigeon, Paradise Parakeet and
+Through its Branches has undertaken to plant native plants, arranged film shows, and a public exhibition of native plants and animals, interested people in koala preservation on Palm Beach Peninsula and arranged for the appointment of many Hon. Rangers. __The Blue Mts. Fauna & Flora Preservation Society__ has continued to work for the establishment of a National Park in the Blue Mts. Among the many activities of the __Gosford District Fauna & Flora Protection Society__ was the calling of a Conference of Conservation Societies to further a proposal to establish a National Park in the Kariong area. Other Societies operating during the year are at Leeton and Wollongong.
-Ground Parrot. Penalty for interference in any way with these animals is up to 50 fine and/or six months imprisonment.
-KOALA CONSERVATION: During the year a survey of Barren'oey Peninsula was conducted by the Panelfs Field Officer, He reported that the koala population was estimated at about 120, that there were no signs of disease and that there was evidence of breeding. The koalas are threatened by increased building operations, but with extensive tree planting and the creation of permanent Reserves it should be possible to save them from extinction, About 600 gum trees have been planted
+====Rare Fauna:====
-In the Kuring-gai Chase Koala Reserve a great deal has been learnt about feeding and treatment of koalas and breeding has taken place,
-BIRD BANDING SCHEME: The Wildlife Survey Section of C.S.I.R.O. has inaugurated an Australian Bird-banding Scheme to increase knowledge of the movements and habitats of Aust.birds and thus provide a body c scientific information on which measure for protection can be based, The Panel has been working with the Wildlife Section in this work,
+Now includes 15 species. They are: Platypus (2 species), Spiny Anteater, Koala, Southern Whiptail Wallaby, Mallee Fowl, Brush Turkey, Lyre Bird (2 species), Purple-crowned Pigeon, Red-crowned Pigeon, White-headed Pigeon, Wompoo Pigeon, Paradise Parakeet and
-FAUNAL RESERVES: Twn such reserves have been approved:
+Ground Parrot. Penalty for interference in any way with these animals is up to £50 fine and/or six months imprisonment.
-. The JohriGould Faunal Reserve (Cabbage Tree Island near Port
-Stephens named after John Gould, and also because it is the
+====Koala Conservation:====
-nesting place of the Gould Petrel,
-. The  Bgorganna Faunal Reserve (600 acres on the Comboyne).
+During the year a survey of __Barrenjoey Peninsula__ was conducted by the Panel's Field Officer. He reported that the koala population was estimated at about 120, that there were no signs of disease and that there was evidence of breeding. The koalas are threatened by increased building operations, but with extensive tree planting and the creation of permanent Reserves it should be possible to save them from extinction. About 600 gum trees have been planted.
-The following proposals are under enquiry by the Dept.of Lands: 1. The Barren Grounds. 49000 acres near Kiama.
-, Nadgee. 30,000 acres in the extreme S.E. corner of the State,
+__In the Kuring-gai Chase Koala Reserve__ a great deal has been learnt about feeding and treatment of koalas and breeding has taken place.
-, Lion Island at the mouth of the Fawkesbury River,
-. Killarney, St. Georgets Basin. 375 acres.
+====Bird Banding Scheme:====
-, Barrington Tops, Two reserves - one on the Paterson River, and the other on the Barrington-Kerriput River area,
-, Ettrema Endrick. On the headwaters of Ettreme Crk.(Near Now and the Endrick River (near Nerriga).
+The Wildlife Survey Section of C.S.I.R.O. has inaugurated an Australian Bird-banding Scheme to increase knowledge of the movements and habitats of Aust. birds and thus provide a body of scientific information on which measure for protection can be based. The Panel has been working with the Wildlife Section in this work.
-SANCTUARIES: Now number 402, fifteen having been added during 1954/
-,
+====Faunal Reserves:====
-FIELD STAFF: The Field Officer has spent a very useful year policing the provisions of the Act, particularly the licensing provisions, and the inspection of areas suggested as suitable for Reserves, Whenever possible he has established touch with Hon. Rangers with a view to encouraging their interest, and he has been responsible for the appointment of a considerable number of persons as Hon.Rangers,
-BIOLOGICAL UNIT: The Public Service Board has approved of the appointment of a Biologist to carry out scientific investigations regarding the care ond protection of fauna.
+Two such reserves have been approved:
-Happy future to Tine and Don Matthews, married on 23rd Sept,
-.15k7.0 c
+. The John Gould Faunal Reserve (Cabbage Tree Island near Port Stephens) named after John Gould, and also because it is the nesting place of the Gould Petrel.
-Best wished to Ray and Jo Moore, married at Warrington,Lancac late in June, They expect to arrive in Sydney during Feb. next year.
-. THE 851 MILER WOT  AGAIN!)
+. The  Boorganna Faunal Reserve (600 acres on the Comboyne).
-PARTY: Jim and Kevin,
-The Schafer push (Neil,
+The following proposals are under enquiry by the Dept.of Lands:
-Don Gower, Digby.) Heather, Snow, Dot, Arne, Jock Marshall (C.M.W.)
+|1.|The Barren Grounds. 4,000 acres near Kiama.|
+|2.|Nadgee. 30,000 acres in the extreme S.E. corner of the State.|
+|3.|Lion Island at the mouth of the Hawkesbury River.|
+|4.|Killarney, St. George's Basin. 375 acres.|
+|5.|Barrington Tops, Two reserves - one on the Paterson River, and the other on the Barrington-Kerriput River area.|
+|6.|Ettrema and Endrick. On the headwaters of Ettreme Crk.(Near Nowra) and the Endrick River (near Nerriga).|
+====Sanctuaries:====
+Now number 402, fifteen having been added during 1954/55.
+====Field Staff:====
+The Field Officer has spent a very useful year policing the provisions of the Act, particularly the licensing provisions, and the inspection of areas suggested as suitable for Reserves. Whenever possible he has established touch with Hon. Rangers with a view to encouraging their interest, and he has been responsible for the appointment of a considerable number of persons as Hon. Rangers.
+====Biological Unit:====
+The Public Service Board has approved of the appointment of a Biologist to carry out scientific investigations regarding the care and protection of fauna.
+----
+Happy future to Tina and Don Matthews, married on 23rd Sept.
+----
+Best wished to Ray and Jo Moore, married at Warrington, Lancashire late in June. They expect to arrive in Sydney during Feb. next year.
+----
+=====The 85 1/2 Miler - (Wot, Again!)=====
 By The 85i Milers.
-"I'm the half" (says Dra;b7) "Anybody who is more than half there wouldn't go on a trip
-like this."
+PARTY: Jim and Kevin, The Schafer push (Neil, Don Gower, Digby.) Heather, Snow, Dot, Arne, Jock Marshall (C.M.W.),
-In the Club on the preceeding Wednesday: Who's going on the
-Admiral's trip? Surely there are some starters? Someone will have to go if only tr) see that the Admiral gets there. Poor old Brian, we
+"I'm the half" (says Digby)
-can't let him down. All the other Clubs have heard of this trip; we'll be a scorn and a hissing if the trip doesn't go. We can't let the Admiral down:
-By a miracle the whole party managed to book on the Fish, i.e.
+"Anybody who is more than half there wouldn't go on a trip like this."
-all except Arne Who got the 6.30. Sim was first at Central, waiting for the others, and made the startling announcement "The Admiral
-isn't coming." Bombshell/III By the time the train reached Linden
+In the Club on the preceeding Wednesday: Who's going on the Admiral's trip? Surely there are __some__ starters? Someone will have to go if only to see that the Admiral gets there. Poor old Brian, we can't let him down. All the other Clubs have heard of this trip; we'll be a scorn and a hissing if the trip doesn't go. __We can't let the Admiral down!__
-the party had temporarily run out of adjectives and ideas about what they would do to the Admiral when they caught up with him. At Katoomba they went through it all again when Snow heard..
-Jim and Kevin excused themselves and disappeared in the direction of one tavern, and the Schafer trio to another where they all had
+By a miracle the whole party managed to book on the Fish, i.e. all except Arne who got the 6.30. Jim was first at Central, waiting for the others, and made the startling announcement "The Admiral isn't coming." Bombshell!!!! By the time the train reached Linden the party had temporarily run out of adjectives and ideas about what they would do to the Admiral when they caught up with him. At Katoomba they went through it all again when Snow heard.
-one (one only) beer, then hurtled off to Narrow Neck. Snow, Heather, Dot and Jack did likewise without preliminary alcoholic Stimulation.
-.11 p.m. The Schafer mob were first to the cave at the end of Clear Hill and bagged most of the level ground. 11.30 Snow's party arrived after a couple of off-the-track excursions round the swamps which
+Jim and Kevin excused themselves and disappeared in the direction of one tavern, and the Schafer trio to another where they all had one (one only) beer, then hurtled off to Narrow Neck. Snow, Heather, Dot and Jack did likewise without preliminary alcoholic stimulation.
-wasted a bit of time. The three sleepers were awakened by the new 'arrivals who accused them of being a low lot of skunks, catching a tax. out, but it was a dirty lie - they didn't, and Schafer, having
-defendad the honour Of his clique, and tried (unsuPcessfully) to sell the new arrivals a special lightweight torch, snored' off on the rock floor again.
+p.m. The Schafer mob were first to the cave at the end of Clear Hill and bagged most of the level ground. 11.30 Snow's party arrived after a couple of off-the-track excursions round the swamps which wasted a bit of time. The three sleepers were awakened by the new arrivals who accused them of being a low lot of skunks, catching a taxi out, but it was a dirty lie - they didn't, and Schafer, having defended the honour of his clique, and tried (unsuccessfully) to sell the new arrivals a special lightweight torch, snored off on the rock floor again.
-a.m. The Cave-dwellers were having breakfast in bed. Schafer
-drew such a lurid picture, with appropriate sound effects, of what
+a.m. The Cave-dwellers were having breakfast in bed. Schafer drew such a lurid picture, with appropriate sound effects, of what would happen to Dot if she drank her mug of Glenraphael swamp water, carried with great trouble as far as the cave, that she recoiled in terror and threw it out untouched (i.e. untouched except for the fact that she had already mixed half her milk powder ration for the week-end in it.) Snow and Heather were just finishing their grapefruit course when a pleasing apparition thudded down the track and squatted with the Cave-dwellers. Cheers of welcome! Arne! Five minutes later more thudding footsteps and Jim and Kevin flashed past with a grin and a few words of greeting. The Cave-dwellers hastily downed the rest of their breakfast and set off in pursuit. Down Taro's Ladder, and as they watched Heather, wearing a faded blue pack with two nicely rounded rear pockets, backing down just below Don clad in faded blue Speedo trunks, someone had to comment that you could hardly tell the difference between Heather's pack end Don's behind, (which was a fact).
-would happen to Dot if she drank her mug of Glenraphael swamp water, carried with great trouble as far as the cave, that she recoiled in terror and threw it out untouched (i.e. untouched except for the fact
-that she had already mixed half her milk powder ration for the week-
+Snow loves all dogs, brindle, yellow, white, etc., and all their attendant litter of pups, but his greatest love is Black Dog, and he told the party so and enlarged on all its good points, accentuated this week end by a smother of colourful wild flowers - a remarkable and beautiful sight. Snow and Dot are going to be served with a summons for rushing past Jim and Kevin on the left, while Heather is to receive a letter of commendation for sounding her horn end passing on the right. And so down to the Cox. Digby, Schafer and Don settle down for a second breakfast, Kevin and Jim, by preferential booking, took up their accustomed place at the rear, while the others crossed the Cox. Here Arne stripped to the waist and had a good all-over bath with plenty of splashing and soap behind the ears. He announced he already had sore feet before he had set out, and might not go right through.
-end in it,) Snow and Heather were just finishing their grapefruit course when a pleasing apparition thudded down the track and squatted with the Cave-dwellers. Cheers of elcomel Arne/ Five minutes later more thudding footsteps and Jim and Kevin flashed past. with a grin and a ,few words of greeting, The Cave-dwellers hastily downed the rest of their breakfast and set off in pursuit. Down Taro's Ladder, and as they watched Heather, wearing a faded blue pack with two nicely rounded rear pockets, backing down just below Don clad in faded blue
-Speedo trunks, someone had to comment that you could hardly tell the difference between Heather's pack end Don's behind, (which was a fact),
+Heather, Dot and Snow swung off down the cowpads of the Cox, Heather leading at a truly terrific pace (these lightweights can certainly fly), her feet twinkling under her like a metronome beating a fast six-eight time. Up the Green Hills to the track on Policeman's Range - Snow's unerring instinct in the low visibility conditions of mist and light rain showed the keen bushman he is. At last on to the Scott's Main Range track and so on to Branjan for lunch. Within 20 mins. along came the Schafer trio, and Jack who had waited three quarters of an hour for Arne who never appeared, and as the first trio were pulling out Jim and Kevin arrived. The interminable length of Scott's Main Range was rendered less noticeable to Heather as Dot and Snow gave her an hour by hour account of their recent holiday in Tasmania, and Heather did the same service for her companions by serving them up Central Australia.
-Snow loves all dogs, brindle, yellow, white, etc., and all their
-.
+Dropping off the range at last down to Byrne's Gap it became evident that speed was essential if they were going to make Yerranderie before dark. Dot set off at a run in the now fading light; there could be no question of not getting through to Yerranderie; Garth had said he might be there to make tea for the weary walkers, and visions of his disappointment if no one turned up spurred the feet. A couple of miles out of Yerranderie torches were necessary to find a way on the overgrown track, and thanks to directions from a camping fox-shooter the vanguard made Yerranderie by 7 p.m. Dot called in at a lighted house to ask how far to the hotel (1 mile) and was fed tea and cake and lemon-cheese tart by hospitable old Mrs. Trott, while Snow and Heather made a fire of the Lord Mayor's derelict fence posts and cooked their tea squatting under the balcony of the Post Office. A run up to the pub by Dot failed to locate the Coulter motor bike so she returned to the others and the three of them bedded down in super luxury on a mountain of straw in the Lord Mayor's fodder shed. They shared their bed with a clucky hen and chickens, and in the early hours of the morning a horse came in for his breakfast (their bed.)
-attendant litter of pups, but his greatest love is Black Dog, and he told the party so and enlarged on all its good points, accentuated this week end by a smother of colourful wild flowers - a remarkable and beautiful sight. Snow and Dot are going to be served with a summons for rushing past Jim and Kevin on the left, while Heather is to receive a letter of commendation for sounding her horn end passing on the right. And so down to the Cox. Digby, Schafer and Don settle
-down for a second breakfast, Kevin and Jim, by preferential booking, took up their accustomed place at the rear, while the others crossed
+a.m. saw Snow's small party astir after 8 hours of almost unbelievably sound sleep in the hay. Mrs. Hen wasn't allowing her brood to stir till the interlopers were out of the way - they looked too hungry. Snow was inoffensively lighting a small fire outside to heat up the breakfast beans when a great hulking figure bore down and threatened to kick him arseoverapex for trespassing on private ground. Snow was putting his point of view, amid the stream of profanity, that the footpath was not private property when Dot piped up from the shed with words of apology intended to smooth him down. A secondary explosion took place and he bore off at a rate of knots shouting he was going to "put them in." A great clatter from his backyard suggested to Snow that he was forging the leg irons and handcuffs, and when Dot, prior to putting her socks on, shook out a stream of gravel against the iron side of the shed, Heather cried "Buckshot!" and leapt for cover. Breakfast over, these three stepped it out down the road to reach the Sheepwalk by 9.10.
-the Cox. Here Arne stripped to the waist and had a good all-over bath
-with plenty of splashing and soap behind the ears. He announced he already had sore feet before he had set out, and might not go right through.
+Meanwhile what of Jim and Kevin and the Schafer push? To learn about the first two, you'll have to read the Brown account. Neil, Digby, Don and Jack pulled out of Branjan after Saturday's lunch some 15 mins. behind Snow's advance party. However, trouble was soon afoot and this time the foot belonged to Neil. An old ankle injury, aggravated the night before by sneakers, the devilish Narrow Neck and super light-weight torches, soon had him limping badly and wincing in pain. By a system of trial and error with remedies various, the party was eventually able to make quite a reasonable pace by providing the sufferer with a walking stick, driving him in front and applying a good dose of rum at frequent intervals to the offending tendon. The light started to fade as they swung off Scott's Main down towards the Water Gully. Everything was dandy until a creek was crossed, and in the growing darkness the track was lost in a grassy clearing on the other side. But no, there it was again, this time a double cart track. Cheers! Back and forth across and up the creek it went and finally up a ridge and on to a saddle. The first wave of uncertainty broke over their slowing senses. After another quarter-hour of playing ducks and drakes with this illusive trail, the tragic truth at last dawned on four weary trampers; they were heading due west, indisputably bound for the Kowmung! The hopelessness of reaching Yerranderie that night was only too obvious and hopes of making Bowral seemed but a fantastic dream. Visions of the Admirals, probably quaffing beer and surrounded by dancing girls, only inflamed the situation. There was only one thing to do - return to the grassy clearing and camp for the night. Ah, tucker, lashings of it, and glorious, glorious sleep! The touch of madness was made manifest when it was conceded later that they had actually camped at Water Gully, which venue they had been seeking ever since leaving Scott's Main.
-Heather, Dot and Snow swung off down the cowpads of the Cox,
-Heather leading at a truly terrific pace (these lightweights can certainly fly), her feet twinkling under her like a metronome beating a fast six-eight time. Up the Green Hills to the track on Policeman's Range - Snow's unerring instinct in the low visibility conditions of
+And in the fledgling morn, a lucky dry night's rest, a plate of Terry's and the finding of the track had made the world a better place to walk in. Setting off at 6.45, Jack, Digby and Don left Neil alone with his curses at Byrne's Gap, to come in slowly to Yerranderie and then seek transport out, still voicing his now over-familiar plaint, "Schafer's last walk." He eventually hobbled down to the 'Dilly bridge, Arne catching him up on the way, and the two of them hitch-hiked back to Sydney, down but not quite out.
-mist and light rain showed the keen bushman he is. At last on to the Scott's Main Range track and so on to Branjan for lunch. Within 20
-mins. along came the Schafer trio, and Jack who had waited three
+The new trio hot-footed it into Yerranderie and of course had to bump into the identical Character who had maligned Snow's party.
-quarters of an hour for Arne who never appeared, and as the first trio iivere pulling out Jim and Kevin arrived. The interminable length of Scott's Main Range was rendered less noticeable to Heather as Dot and Snow gave her an hour by hour account of their recent holiday in Tasmania, and Heather did the same service for her companions by serving them up Central Australia.
-Dropping off the range at last down to Byrne's Gap it became
+The conversation went something like this:
-evident that speed was essential if they were going to make Yerranderi
-before dark. Dot set off at a run in the now fading light; there
-could be no question of not getting through to Yerranderie; Garth had said he might be there to make tea for the weary walkers, and visions of his disappointment if no one turned up spurred. the feet. A couple of miles out of Yerranderie torches were necessary to find a way on the overgrown track, and thanks to directions from a camping fox- shooter the vanguard made Yerranderie by 7 p.m. Dot called in at a lighted house to ask how far to the hotel (1 mile) and was fed tea and cake and lemon-cheese tart by hospitable old Mrs. Trott, while Snow and Heather made a fire of the Lord Mayor's derelict fence posts and cooked their tea squatting under the balcony of the Post Office. A run up to the pub by Dot failed to locate the Coulter motor bike so she returned to the others and the three of them bedded down in super luxury on a mountain of straw in the Lord Mayor's fodder shed. They shared their bed with a clucky hen and chickens, and in the early hours of the morning a horse came in for his breakfast (their bed.)
-a.m. saw Snow's small party astir after 8 hours of almost unbelievably sound sleep in the hay. Mrs, Hen wasn't allowing her
-brood to stir till the interlopers were out of the way - they looked
-too hungry. Snow was inoffensively lighting a small fire outside to
-heat up the breakfast beans when a great hulking figure bore down and threatened to kick him arseoverapex for trespassing on private grounds
-Snow was putting his point of view, amid the stream of profanity, that the footpath was not private property when Dot piped up from the shed
-with words of apology intended to smooth him down. A secondary
-. explosion took place and he bore off at a rate of knots shouting he
-was going to "put them in." A great clatter from his backyard
-suggested to Snow that he was forging the leg irons and handcuffs,
-and when Dot, prior to putting her socks on, shook out a stream of
-gravel against the iron side of the shed, Heather cried "Buckshot:"
-and leapt for cover. Breakfast over, these three stepped it out down the road to reach the Sheepwalk by 9.10.
-Meanwhile what of Jim and Kevin and the Schafer push? To learn about the first two, you'll have to read the Brown account. Neil,
-Digby, Don and Jack pulled cut of Branjan after Saturday's lunch some
-mins. behind Snow's advance party. However, trouble was soon afooand this time the foot belonged to Neil. An old ankle injury, aggravated the night before by sneakers, the devilish Narrow Neck sad supel light-weight torches, soon had him limping badly and wincing in pain.
-By a system of trial and error with remedies various, the party was eventually able to make quite'a reasonable pace by providing the sufferer with a walking stick, driving him in front and applying a good dose of rum at frequent intervals to the offending tendon. The
-light started to fade as they swung off Scott's Main down towards the
-Water Gully. Everything was dandy until a creek was crossed, end in the growing darkness the track was lost in a grassy clbaring on the
-other side. But no, there it was again, this time a double cart
-track. Cheers 1 Back and forth across and up the creek it went
-and finally up a ridge and on to a saddle. The first wave of unt,ertainty broke over their slowing senses. After another quarter- hour of playing ducks and drakes with this ilusive trail, the tragic truth at last dawned on four weary trampers; they were heading due
-west, indisputably bound for the Kowmungl The hopelessness of reaching Yerranderie that night was only too obvious and hopes of making
-Bowral seemed but a fantastic dream. Visions of the Admirals probably
-quaffing beer and surrounded by dancing girls, only inflamed the
-situation. There was only one thing to do - return to the grassy clearing and camp for the night. Ah, tucker, lashings of it, and
-glorious, glorious sleeps The touch of madness was made manifest when it was conceded later that they had actually camped at Water Gully, which venue they had been seeking ever since leaving Scott's Main.
-And in the fledgling morn, a lucky dry night's rest, a plate of Terry's and the finding of the track had made the world a better place to walk in Setting off 'at 6,45, Jack, Digby and Don left
-Neil alone with his curses at Byrne's Gap, to come in slowly to Yerranderie and then seek transport out, still voicing his now over-
-familiar plaint, "Schafer's last walk." He eventually hobbled down to the 'Dilly bridge, Arne catching him up on the way, and the two
-of them hitch-hiked back to Sydney, down but not quite out.
- The new trio hot-footed it ihto Yerranderie and of course had to -bump into the ,identical Character who had maligned Snow's party.
-The conversation went something like this
 "Good morning. How are you?" asks Digby in his best greeting style.
 "Whaddyer expect for a mornin' like this?" mumbles and grumbles the Character.
 "Hmm. Have you seen any other bushwalkers come through?"' persists Digby, still undaunted.
-,
-"Yeah, the pests. I hunted three of 'em out of the hay shed this mornin," he snarls, as if referring to a pack of mongrel dogs.
+"Yeah, the pests. I hunted three of 'em out of the hay shed this mornin'," he snarls, as if referring to a pack of mongrel dogs.
-"Oh, I see, Then they couldn't have been our crowd," insists
-Digby, and sensing a highly explosive atmosphere, the eighty-fivers sped off, spurred on now by the certain knowledge that Snow, Heather and Dot were somewhere ahead. Bash, bash, bash down the road, with
+"Oh, I see. Then they couldn't have been __our__ crowd," insists Digby, and sensing a highly explosive atmosphere, the eighty-fivers sped off, spurred on now by the certain knowledge that Snow, Heather and Dot were somewhere ahead. Bash, bash, bash down the road, with Jack steadily pulling away at a consistent 4 m.p.h. On to the Sheepwalk and as the miles left their mark the idea of reaching Bowral was fading fast, but hopes for Wanganderry were higher than ever. As Snow, Heather and Dot sat on a hill admiring a view of the Wollondilly less than half a mile away, Jack hove in sight and the four then went on together. Digby and Don arrived at the river later, ruminating ruefully about the footprints and wondering just how many hours ahead Snow's party was. A couple of miles up the 'Dilly these two were greeted by some trackside tent dwellers. "You'll have to hurry," they shouted, (the stragglers' morale sank to the depths). "The rest of your party passed through a good seven minutes ago," (and the spirits rose up again in instant jubilation). Only seven minutes ago! It seemed incredible but it was true! The six finishers merged shortly afterwards as the river was crossed some three miles up from the Sheepwalk, and from there on the party stayed together. ("you mean __strayed__ together" - this from Don.)
-Jack steadily pulling away at a consistent 4 m.p.h. On to the Sheep- walk and as the miles left their mark the idea of reaching Bowral was fading fast, but hopes for Wanganderry were higher than ever. As Snow, Heather and Dot sat on a hill admiring a view of the Wollondill less than half a mile away, Jack hove in sight and the four then went on together. Digby and Don arrived at the river later, ruminating
-ruefully about the footprints and wondering just how many hours ahead Snow's party was. A couple of miles up the 'Dilly these two were
+Lunch on the river at 12.30. 1 1/2 beautiful hours relaxing; then off on the quest for Burnt Flat Creek. When Snow came to it he said, "This is it," but Don and Digby were a little way ahead still plodding up the 'Dilly, and as Digby was the only one who had been there before the four following thought they had better go on too. One and a half miles further on and a poor crestfallen Digby had to admit his error and the party returned. Three extra miles all to no purpose! Groans of despair. Snow's feelings can be imagined, especially as he was suffering from a knee whose lubricating oil had given out, but he said nothing. Up Burnt Flat Creek, and here they had to be twice rescued by Snow when they started off on wrong side tracks. The road went steeply up and up and UP, and as the miles went by the party began to spread out. Don's long legs worked like pistons, with Jack rattling along a pace behind and Dot panting along in his footsteps, afraid to slacken pace in case she gets left behind - never mind if she drops dead of exhaustion. At last the road flattens out after what feels like a ten thousand foot ascent up a gibbery, landslide-encumbered road. We see Dot taking great breaths of summit air. "Isn't it great to fill your lungs with pure mountain air," she says, or words to that effect, "What lungs?" says Don, in a voice from the tomb, "I spat mine out 2 hours ago and 200 miles further back."
-greeted by some trackside tent dwellers. "You'll have to hurry,"
-they shouted, (the stragglers' morale sank to the depths). "The rest
+Out to Malcolm's farm by 6.10 and along the beautiful soft chocolate and russet road that looked good enough to eat. Dark coming on made no difference - the legs just carried on. Topping a hill about 6.30 the lights of various cars were seen in the distance. There was a certain amount of starting up and stopping and turning and slow departure, but the weary walkers were too comatose for this to convey anything to them. Don plodded through a dark grove of trees and stopped at a cross road to tell Dot and Jack that it was a cross road, and in the darkness and dereliction these three suddenly had a great light dawn - This desolate spot, this dark fork in the road God knows how many miles from nowhere, is Wanganderry! This is it! We've made it!...... But where, alas, are the waiting cars? (The answer is, of course, just departed ten minutes ago.) Where is our Fairy Godmother? (We had been dreaming of Dave's handout of sweets for the past ten miles.) Where is Patsy-atsy-airy-ay and the Ardill chariot? Where are the Gentles and the Falls? Desolation upon desolation! Nobody there, nor likely to be now - and Bowral 15 miles away! Torches were dragged out from the bottom of the pack, the map was spread in the middle of the road, and as three figures poured over it and despaired Heather and Snow and Digby arrived. Snow was all for going up to a farm about a mile away and ringing for a taxi, and the others had just about agreed to this when car headlights bore down upon them through the blackness. Six torches gleaming from the roadside brought the vehicle to a standstill. It was (Ah Providence) a large truck, and the driver was a landholder from down the Wollondilly who was going in their direction, so boys all piled in the back with packs, and Heather and Dot in the cabin with the driver. All the way along the dark road, as those 15 miles to Bowral flashed past, could be seen the ghosts of walkers plodding wearily along under their packs with sore feet and legs and knees and blisters and all the rest.... 8 o'clock... 9... 10... 11... 12 o'clock, Midnight. The feeble gleam of the last lights in Bowral. Made it! God help us! Never again!!!
-' of your party passed through a good seven minutes ago,fl(and the spirits rose up again in instant jubilation). Only seven minutes
-agog It seemed incredible but it was truel The six finishers merged shortly afterwards as the river was crossed some three miles up from
+As it was, however, they got a train at 7.20 and settled in to a box compartment all to themselves. They got in their sleeping-bags with grins of pleasure all over their faces and ate the left-overs from their packs, (that is, all except Digby who had taken an oversize swig of rum and felt ghastly), then dimmed the lights and lay all flaked out in a heap till the time came to get out.
-the Sheepwalk, and from there on the party stayed together. ("you mean ILE2221 together" - this from Don.)
-Lunch on the river at 12.30. li beautiful hours relaxing; then
+The trip was solid all right - much more so than the April trip to Picton was the general opinion, but a good trip to think back on nevertheless.
-off cn the quest for Burnt Flat Creek. When Snow came to it he said, "This is it," but Don and Digby were a little way ahead still plcddint. up the 'Dilly, and as Digby was the only one who had been there oefor
-the four following thought they had better go on too. One and a half miles further on and a poor crestfallen Digby had to admit his error and the party returned. Three extra miles all to no purposes Groans of despair. Snow's feelings can be imagined, especially as he was suffering from a knee whose lubricating oil had given out, but he said nothing. Up Burnt Flat Creek, and here they had to be twice rescued by Snow when they started off on wrong side tracks. The road went steeply up and up and UP, and as the miles went by the party began to spread out. Don's long legs worked like pistons, with Jack rattling along a pace behind and Dot panting along in his footsteps, afraid to slacken pace in case she gets left behind - never mind if she drops dead of exhaustion. At last the road flattens out after what feels like a ten thousand foot ascent up a gibbery, landslide- encumbered road. We see Dot taking great breaths of summit air. "Isn't it great to fill your lungs with pure mountain air," she says, or words to that effect, "What lungs?" says Don, in a voice from the tomb, "I spat mine out 2 hours ago and 200 miles further back."
+----
-Out to Malcolm's farm by 6.10 and along the beautiful soft chocolate and russet road that looked good enough to eat. Dark coming on made no difference - the legs just carried on. Topping a hill about 6.30 the lights of various cars were seen in the distance. There was' a certain amount of starting up and stopping and turning and slow departure, but the weary walkers were too comatose for this to convey anything to them. Don plodded through a dark grove of trees and stopped at a cross road to tell Dot and Jack that it was a cross road, and in the darkness and dereliction these three suddenly had a great
-.
+On her recent walk to Willawarra (Refuge Bay) Jess Martin pulled a muscle soon after starting from Lovett's Bay. In spite of the ministrations by members of the party, Jess was still in pain when we arrived at Salvation Creek.... aptly named in this case because Alex, Hilma and Frances Colley were there with the Landrover. While the party went on to Willawarra, Jess was able to camp with the Colleys and return to town with them.
-light dawn - This desolate spot, this dark fork in the rJ! God knows how many'tiles from nowhere, is'Wanganderryl This Lt,1
-We've made it:. But where, alas, are the waiting cars? (The answer is, of course, just departed ten minutes ago.) Where is our Fairy Godmother? (We had been dreaming of Dave's handout of sweets for the past ten miles.) Where is Patsy-atsy-airy-ay and the krdill chariot? Where are the Gentles and the Falls? Desolation upon desolationl Nobody there, nor likely to be now. - and Bowral 15 miles away: Torches were dragged out from the bottom of the pack, the map was spread in the middle of the road, and as three figures poured over it and despaired Heather and Snow and Digby arn,lved.
+Incidentally, West Head Rd. can be negotiated only by Landrovers or Jeeps, and is almost untrafficable north of Salvation Creek... It isn't so good just south of the Creek either. Our party assisted a car back onto the road after it had been stuck in a water channel in the road, and turned another one back before it became involved. Walking trips to West Head Should be free from interference from motor traffic in the area - most modern vehicles can't get over the road.
-Snow was all for going up to a farm about a mile away and ringing for
-a taxi, and the others had just about agreed to this when oar- headlights bore down upon them through the blackness. Six torcLes gleaming from the roadside brought the vehicle to:. standtni. It was (Ah Providence) a large truck, and the driver wasa landhcr from down the Wollondilly who was going in their direction, so boys all piled in the back with packs, and Heather and Dot in t1:2. abin with the driver. All the way along the dark road, as those 15 miles to Bowral flashed past, could be seen the ghosts of walkers plodding wearily along under their packs with sore feet and legs and knees and blisters and all the rest....8 o'clock...9...10...11...12 o'clock, Midnight. The, feeble gleam of the last lights in Bowral. Made it God help us l Never againlil
+----
-As it was, however,- they got a train at 7.20 and settled in to
-a box compartment all to themselves. They got in their sleeping-bags with grins of pleasure all over their faces and ate the left-overs from their packs., (that is, all except Digby who had taken an oversize swig of rum and felt ghastly), then dimmed the lights and lay all flaked out in a heap till the time came to get out..
+=====Inventions Corner.=====
-The trip was solid all right - much more so than the April triptto Picton was the general opinion, but.a good trip to backTon nevertheless.
-On her recent walk to Willawarra (Refuge Bay) Jess Martin pulled a muscle soon after starting from Lovett's Bay. In spite the
+====The Compression Ignition (Diesel) Pogo Stick For Bushwalkers.====
-ministrations by members of the party, Jess was still in when we arrived at Salvation Creek....4ptly named in this case 1:oL:se Alex, Hilma and Frances Colley were there with the Landrovel- While the party went on to Willawarra, Jess was able to camp with the Colleys and return to town with them.
-Incidentally, West Head Rd. can be negotiated only by L?..ndrovers or Jeeps, and is almost untrafficable north of Salvation Creek... it isn't so good just south of the Creek either. Our party ass1ntedAt car back onto the road after it had been stuck in a water cannel in the road,' and turned another one back before it became : c.,iveds Walking trips to, West Head Should be free from interferenc motor traffic in the area - most modern vehicles can't ge-G over the road,
+To obtain the initial starting compression of 750 p.s.i.g., the driver must take the Pogo Stick up a suitable cliff or tree and jump off.
-    *********
-. INVENTIONS CORNER
+Components:
-THE COMPRESSION IGNITION (DIESEL) POGO STICK
-FOR BUSHVaLKERS.
-To obtain the initial starting compression of 750 p.s.itg., the driver must take the Pogo Stick up a suitable cliff or tree
-and jump off.
 walker
 fuel cap and lock fuel tank
 filter
-single cylinder injector power cylinder - valve
-Cr-\Th
+single cylinder injector
+power cylinder - valve scavenged 2-stroke Diesel.
 muffler
-'
 air cleaner
-/ scavenged 2-stroke Diesel.
 recoil spring
-neumatic shock
-absorber
+pneumatic shock absorber (suction cup and tricounis optional)
-(suction cup and tricounis optional)
-)'1/373 \ C\
+=====Paddy Made.=====
-C ult.' 1
+====It Had To Come! And Paddy Has It!====
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+You've all had dried eggs and dried vegetables, dried mashed potatoes and dried meat. No doubt you've also had dry bread, but there's no need to have dry bread any more because now we've got dried butter.
-IT MD TO COME:,
-AND PADDY EtS IT  I.
+Yes folks, dehydrated butter. It's chief merit is not its lightness or compactness - 12 oz. mixed with water makes a pound of butter - (if you like your butter tasty mix with sour milk instead of water). The great point about concentrated butter is that it doesn't melt in hot weather.
-You've all had dried eggs arid dried
-vegetables, dried mashed potatoes and dried meat. No doubt you've also had dry bread, but there's no need to have dry bread any more because now we've got dried butter.
+Those hard-boiled merchants the Yanks have ordered several tons of it for tropical use.
-Yes folks, dehydrated butter. It's chief merit is not its lightness or compactness - 12 oz. mixed with water makes a pound of butter - (if you like your butter tasty mix with sour milk
-Instead of water). The great point about concentrated butter is that it doesn't melt in hot weather*
+Product of Queensland, in 12 oz. tins (equals 1 lb. of butter) 4/10d.
-Those hard-boiled merchants the Yanks have ordered several tons of it
-for tropical use.
+Get some now for summer camping - from Paddy's, of course!
 Phone:. BM2685.
-PADDY PAWN
-Lightweight Camp Gear
+Paddy Pallin. Lightweight Camp Gear. 201 Castlereagh St, Sydney
-CASTLEREAGH St SYDNEY