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-THE SYDNEY BUSHW&​LKER +====== The Sydney Bushwalker. ====== 
-A monthly ​bulletin ​of matters of interest to the Sydney Bush TalkersV- Ingersoll Hall, 256 Crown St., Sydney Box No.4476, G.P.O., SYDNEY + 
-No.256 ​MARCH, 1956 Price 9d. +A monthly ​Bulletin ​of matters of interest to the Sydney Bush WalkersC/- Ingersoll Hall, 256 Crown St., SydneyBox No.4476, G.P.O. ​Sydney. 
-EditorDot Butler, Boundary Road + 
-+---- 
-Wahroonga(J'​W2208+ 
-Buainose ​ManagerJack GentleSALES & SUBS.Jess Martin +=== No. 256. March, 1956Price 9d. === 
-Typed byDot Butler + 
-ProductionBarbara Brown +|**Editor**|Dot Butler, Boundary RoadWahroonga (JW2208).| 
-CONTENTS ​ +|**Business ​Manager**|Jack Gentle.
-Page At Our February Meeting ​A.C. +|**Production**|Barbara Brown.| 
-Hattswell'​s Taxi & Tourist Service (Advt.) 3 +|**Sales and Subs**|Jess Martin.| 
-Dripping with Jewels ​6. Keith Renwick 3 +|**Typed by**|Dot Butler.| 
-Leica Photo Service (Advt.) 5 + 
-Gold Depdsits ​in the Fish River Henry Ford 6 +===== In This Issue===== 
-Siedlecky'​s Taxi & Tourist Service (Advt.) 7 +  
-The Sanitarium Health Food Shop (Advt.) 9 +| | |Page
-Grappling with the Grampians ​Brian Harvey 10 +|At Our February Meeting|A.C.| 
-Federation Report, February ​Allen A. Strom 13 +|Dripping with Jewels|Keith Renwick3| 
-Battles won and lost in Tasmania ​.6 Digby 14 +|Gold Deposits ​in the Fish River|Henry Ford6| 
-The Wettest Journey' ​in the World. - Dot Butler 19 +|Grappling with the Grampians|Brian Harvey|10| 
-Additives, or Paddy-Made Gear plus W.I.T. ​(Advt.)  ​24 +|Federation Report, February|Allen A. Strom|13| 
-ffileaR.IDINININsONMila +|Battles won and lost in Tasmania|Digby|14| 
-AT OUR REBRUARY MEETING+|The Wettest Journey in the World|Dot Butler|19| 
 + 
 +===== Advertisements:​ ===== 
 + 
 +| |Page| 
 +|Hattswell'​s Taxi & Tourist Service| 3| 
 +|Leica Photo Service| 5| 
 +|Siedlecky'​s Taxi and Tourist Service| 7| 
 +|Sanitarium Health Food Shop| 9| 
 +|Additives, or Paddy-Made Gear plus W.I.T.|24| 
 + 
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 + 
 +===== At Our February Meeting===== 
 A.C. A.C.
-The meeting commencedat 8.30 with the Presidentin ​the Chair, and about 50 members present.+ 
 +The meeting commenced at 8.30 with the President in the Chair, and about 50 members present. 
 Malcolm McGregor said that as he was unable to carry on as Re-union Committee convenor, the Committee had appointed Jack Wren to do the job, with the meeting'​s approval. This was forthcoming. Malcolm McGregor said that as he was unable to carry on as Re-union Committee convenor, the Committee had appointed Jack Wren to do the job, with the meeting'​s approval. This was forthcoming.
-. The Treasurer'​s monthly report revealed that sale of tickets for the Christmas Party had yielded Z75/4/-. Tickets had cost u/6/. to print, the hall Z65/1/- and the band l/​l3/​-'​ (total 81). We were, therefore, only 5116,* down on this enjoyable events 
-Malcolm McGregor reported that the book of Club Operas, which involved about 12,000 pages of duplicating work, was progressing. The estimated cost was about 20, and selling price would be ablorat. 4/6 to 5/- a copy. 
  
-A letter from the Mines Dept0 stated that the application to mine rutile in the southern part of Bouddi Park had not yet been dealt with, but that it was the practice to insist on the progressi7-. ​mining and restoration of an area, and to require ​'a substantial deposit as a guarantee that the special conditions of the permit were fulfilled. +The Treasurer'​s monthly report revealed that sale of tickets for the Christmas Party had yielded £75/4/-. Tickets had cost £2/6/- to print, the hall £65/1/- and the band £l3/l3/- (total £81). We were, therefore, only £5/16/- down on this enjoyable event. 
-+ 
 +Malcolm McGregor reported that the book of Club Operas, which involved about 12,000 pages of duplicating work, was progressing. The estimated cost was about £20, and selling price would be about 4/6 to 5/- a copy. 
 + 
 +A letter from the Mines Dept. stated that the application to mine rutile in the southern part of Bouddi Park had not yet been dealt with, but that it was the practice to insist on the progressive ​mining and restoration of an area, and to require a substantial deposit as a guarantee that the special conditions of the permit were fulfilled. 
 Heather Joyce said that the R.S.L. Hall was not available for our next Christmas Party on any Friday later than Dec. 7th. The meeting decided that this date would suit. Heather Joyce said that the R.S.L. Hall was not available for our next Christmas Party on any Friday later than Dec. 7th. The meeting decided that this date would suit.
  
-The President, in accord with the practice of r6cent ​years, announced that two officers, the Treasurer and himself, did not  intend to stand for re-election this year.+The President, in accord with the practice of recent ​years, announced that two officers, the Treasurer and himself, did not  intend to stand for re-election this year.
  
 At the conclusion of the meeting Heather Joyce complained, on behalf of the members in the back seats, that they couldn'​t hear properly what went on in front. The President, in reply, drew attention to the hiatus which exists between the front and back rows of members, and suggested that the trouble might be overcome if those in the back occupied the vacant spaces in the rows of seats in front of them. At the conclusion of the meeting Heather Joyce complained, on behalf of the members in the back seats, that they couldn'​t hear properly what went on in front. The President, in reply, drew attention to the hiatus which exists between the front and back rows of members, and suggested that the trouble might be overcome if those in the back occupied the vacant spaces in the rows of seats in front of them.
  
-THE MAN WHO WANTS TO BE ALONE. Mr. J. Bresnahan, of Joadja, Intends to leave no stone unturned, to preserve his state of splendid isolation. A few weeks ago Mr. Bresnahan emphasised in a newspaper Circulating in the Berrima district that Joadja is private land. His notice paid;  flowing to wanton acts of vandalism a continued disregard of conspicuous notices, plus a blatant disregard of my privacy, I am obliged to advise those it may concern that Joadja Valley is closed ​-be-the-public,"​ The notice said Mr. Bresnahan was cancelling all previous permission to enter the valley.+----
  
-Lucky, lucky Mrs. Brown, to have the nine drenched and sodden survivers from the Lovadackling expedition drop into her living room at Katoomba last weekend. And My,Didn't the sodden ones appreciate the hot shower and the change into dry clothes and the opportunity to heat up their five tins of stew on +=== The Man Who Wants To Be Alone. === 
-her kitchenfire and eat at a proper table sitting on a proper chair J Tfierets ​no doubt Snow chose the right kind of mother for a Bushwalker.+ 
 +Mr. J. Bresnahan, of Joadja, intends to leave no stone unturned to preserve his state of splendid isolation. A few weeks ago Mr. Bresnahan emphasised in a newspaper circulating in the Berrima district that Joadja is private land. His notice said: "Owing to wanton acts of vandalism, a continued disregard of conspicuous notices, plus a blatant disregard of my privacy, I am obliged to advise those it may concern that Joadja Valley is closed to the public."​ The notice said Mr. Bresnahan was cancelling all previous permission to enter the valley. 
 + 
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 + 
 +Lucky, lucky Mrs. Brown, to have the nine drenched and sodden survivers from the Lovadackling expedition drop into her living room at Katoomba last weekend. And MyDidn't the sodden ones appreciate the hot shower and the change into dry clothes and the opportunity to heat up their five tins of stew on her kitchen fire and eat at a proper table sitting on a proper chair! There'​s ​no doubt Snow chose the right kind of mother for a Bushwalker. 
 + 
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 + 
 +=== See you all at the Reunion. === 
 + 
 +This year's campfire entertainment promises to outshine all others. Ask McGregor. 
 + 
 +Should floods prevent our getting to Woods Creek an alternative site will be selected. If in doubt ring Malcolm McGregor JX1400 or MW2484, or Grace Aird FU2749 or Dot Butler JW2208. 
 + 
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 + 
 +=== Hattswell'​s Taxi and Tourist Service. === 
 + 
 +For all your transport problems contact Hattswell'​s Taxi and Tourist Service. Ring, write, wire or call any hour, day or night. 
 + 
 +Telephone: Blackheath 129 or 249. Booking Office - 4 doors from Gardner'​s Inn Hote1 (look for the neon sign.) 
 + 
 +Speedy 5 OR 8 passenger cars available. Large or small parties catered for. 
 + 
 +Fares: 
 + 
 +  * Kanangra Walls - 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
 +  * Perry'​s Lookdown - 3/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
 +  * Jenolan State Forest - 20/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
 +  * Carlon'​s Farm - 10/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
 + 
 +We will be pleased to quote other trips or special parties on application. 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +===== Dripping With Jewels (Ah-Hem). =====
  
-SEE YOU ALL AT THE REUNION. This year's campfire 
-entertainment promises to outshine all others. Ask McGregor. 
-. -Should floods prevent our getting to Woods. Creek an alternative site will be selected.7 If in.doubt ring Malcolm McGregor =TX1400 or MW2484, or Grac'Q Aird FU271-1-9 or Dot butler N2208, 
-3, 
-DRIPPING WITH JEWELS (AH-HEM) 
 - Keith Renwick - Keith Renwick
-Dec. 23rd saw three bods trying to force their poor bodies into what remained of the room in the wee Renault stacked to the roof with camping and prospecting gear for ten days. We were off to an early start on a trip north to the New England Tableland with the Lapidary Club of N.S.W. This Club is concerned with the finding and cutting of precious and semi-precious stones, and I had recently joined up with the idea of finding a new twist on Bushwalking. Two members of the Newcastle Tech. College Bushwalkers also came lip by train later to join the party, which at one stage numbered 33. + 
-The journey north to Murruoundi ​was uneventful save for a minut,, ​crack in the rotor of the distributor which stopped the car and gave us some thought for a while. +Dec. 23rd saw three bods trying to force their poor bodies into what remained of the room in the wee Renault stacked to the roof with camping and prospecting gear for ten days. We were off to an early start on a trip north to the New England Tableland with the Lapidary Club of N.S.W. This Club is concerned with the finding and cutting of precious and semi-precious stones, and I had recently joined up with the idea of finding a new twist on Bushwalking. Two members of the Newcastle Tech. College Bushwalkers also came up by train later to join the party, which at one stage numbered 33. 
-We had been told there was a turkey farm just past Murrurundi with a good campsite nearby, but having ​-gone 19 miles we concluded we had passed it and pulled in at the side of the road for the nightNext morning we had gone only a mile when we struck the turkey farm+ 
-FOR ALL YOUR TRANSPORT PROBLEMS CONTACT +The journey north to Murrurundi ​was uneventful save for a minute ​crack in the rotor of the distributor which stopped the car and gave us some thought for a while. 
-HATTSWELL'​S TAXI & TOURIST SERVICE  + 
-RING, WRITE, WIRE OR CALL ANY HOUR DAY OR NIGHT +We had been told there was a turkey farm just past Murrurundi with a good campsite nearby, but having gone 19 miles we concluded we had passed it and pulled in at the side of the road for the nightNext morning we had gone only a mile when we struck the turkey farm. 
-Phone: Btheath 128 or 249+ 
-Booking Office - 4 doors from Gardner'​s Inn Hotel :LOOK FOR THE NEON SIGN.) +After getting supplies at Tamworth and Armidale ​we turned off at Guyra and headed north-east to Oban and eventually ​to Backwater. ​Just east from this place are all the old tin mines which have been out of operation for many years and now only the tailings ​are left. This was our first scene of operationsand just by looking over the piles of stones we came across pieces of clear quartz and smoky quartz (cairngorm) and jet black tourmaline. 
-SPEEDY 5 OR 8 PASSENGER CARS AVAILABLE + 
-LARGE OR SMALL PARTIES CATERED FOR. +We stayed here only a short time and next day went down the side of the ridge - by car - to the Oban River where our main camp was to be. We found a good spot and set up camp. I was very surprised at the appearance of the countryExpecting ​more open grass1ands, I was pleased to find it quite thickly ​covered with open gum forest, and the Oban a pleasant meandering ​stream ​with numerous gravel banks. It was in these that we were going to "pan"​. 
-FARES: KANANGRA WALLS 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) + 
-PERRY'​S LOOKDOWN 3/- II If ir u n +It was now Christmas Day, and by arrangement with the Newcastle bods, four of us were to have a baked chicken and baked veg. Christmas dinner. To keep it cool during the day we put our chicken and butter and meat in a large panning dish, covered it with wet gauze and put it in a shady spot in the river. Someone caught a dog making off with the chickenwhich we retrieved with the loss of only one leg (the chicken'​s,​ that is)but we got down to the river to find the brute had also got off with (and probably buried) 10 sausages, 2 lbs. mince, ​and 17/- worth of ham. 
-JENOLAN STATE FOREST 20/:- " if If If II + 
-CARLON'​S FARM 10/- " " if ff If +Well, now to the panning. It took quite a while to learn how to move the dish correctly so you were left with the heavier gemstones in the bottom and didn't wash them out with the dirt. But the presence of black ilmanite sands and stones greatly facilitated operations as, also being heavy, you could watch how you were going by only washing the yellow sand over the edge and keeping the black in the pan. When you were left with this it was amazing what turned up; sapphires (blue), spinel ruby (dark red), topaz (clear), garnet (light red) - mainly like grains of sand, but occasionally you would strike a good one, and less frequently ​cuttable gem. In spite of this it was amazing how much everyone found. ​Some who were only after the big ones used seives ​with good success. We also found banded agates, chalcedony and jasper. 
-WE WILL BE PLEASED TO QUOTE OTHER TRIPS OR SPECIAL PARTIES ON APPLICATION. + 
-.4: +Everyone found enough to make him happy during the few days we were here, but we had to be off on Friday morning, 30th Dec., for Nundle out east of Tamworth. We actually go past here to Hanging Rock on the Mt. Royal Range, which is the next range up from Barrington Tops, and has similar deep-cut rainforest covered gorges. The camping ground here is really beautiful, situated on grassy banks beside ​an artificial lake formed in the old days when this was a thriving gold-mining town. We were fortunate to run into a local chap who had done quite a lot of prospecting in the district, and it was no time before we were whipped along a side road for about 4 miles to where the zircons lay. These we just panned out of hollows in the dark red dirt gutter at the side of the road. They are a honey-coloured transparent stone. After about half an hour at this spot we went back along the road and down the ridge to where two quartz-crystal mines had been. These, a few years ago, had been the source of the piezo-electric crystals ​used to control radio transmitters,​ but the mines, having been abandoned, had now fallen in. Nevertheless,​ lying around on the waste heaps were dozens of small hexagonal quartz crystals in clear and green. 
-4. + 
-After getting supplies at Tamworth and Armtdale ​we turned off at Guyra and headed north-east to Oban and evertu'​aliy ​to 1:​ekwflter, ​Just east from this place are all the old tin mjneo wnir;​IL ​have been out of operation for many years and now cnly the tcAlin ​are aoft. This was our first scene of operationsand just by looking over the piles of stones we came across pieces of clear quartz and smoky quartz (cairngorm) and jet black tourmaline. +It is truly amazing ​what lies just below the surface of the earth if you only know where to look for it. We spent the afternoon gold-panning with some small measure of success, and next day returned to Sydney. 
-We stayed here only a short time and next day went down the side of the ridge - by car - to the Oban River Where ova- main camp was to be. We found a good spot and set up c. I was vc7 surprised at the appearance of the counat.t70 Expe3t2s ​more open + 
-graF;31ands, I was pleased to find it cfaii:e thic covered with open gum forest, and the Oban a pleasant meandering ​st:,​eam ​with numerous gravel banks. It was in these that we were going to "pan0'7 +---- 
-It was now Christmas Day, and by arrangement with the Newcastle bods, four of us were to have a baked chicken and baked veg. Christmas dinner. To keep it cool during the day we put our chicken and butter and meat in a large panning dish, covered it with wet gauze and put it in a shady spot in the river. Someone caught a dog making off with the chickenwhich we retrieved with the loss of only one leg (the chicken'​s,​ that is)but we got down to the river to find the brute had also got off with (and probably buried) 10 sausages, 2 lbs. mincer ​and 17/- worth of ham. + 
-Well, now to the panning. It took quite a while to learn how to move the dish correctly so you were left with the heavier gemstones in the bottom and didn't wash them out with the dirt. But the presence of black ilmanite sands and stones greatly facilitated operations as, also being heavy, you could watch how you were going by only washing the yellow sand over the edge and keeping the black in the pan. When you were left with this it was amazing what turned up; sapphires (blue), spinel ruby (dark red), topaz (clear), garnet (light red) - mainly like grains of sand, but occasionally you would strike a good one, and less frequently cuttable gem. In spite of this it was amazing how much everyone found. ​SOMB who were only after the big ones used selves ​with good success. We also found banded agates, chalcedony and jasper. +=== Photography!?​!?​! === 
-Everyone found enough to make him happy during the few days we were here, but we had to be Off on Friday morning, 30th Dec., for Nundle out east of Tamworth. We actually go past here to Hanging Rock on the Mt. Royal Range, which is the next range up from Barrington Tops, and has similar deep-cut rainforest covered gorges. The camping ground here is really beautiful, situated on grassy banks beaide ​an artificial lake formed in the old days when this was a thriving gold-mining town. We were fortunate to run into a local chap who had done quite a lot of prospecting in the district, and it was no time before we were whipped along a side road for about 4 miles to where the zircons lay. These we just panned out of hollows in the dark red dirt gutter at the side of the road. They are a honey-coloured transparent stone. After about half an hour at this spot we went back along the road and down the ridge to where two quartz-crystal mines had been. These, a few + 
-5. +You press the button, we'll do the rest! 
-You press the button, we'll do the rest t + 
-31 Macquarie Place +Finegrain DevelopingSparkling Prints. Perfect Enlargements. Your Rollfilms or Leica films deserve the best service. 
-SYDNEY N.S.W. + 
-years ago, had been the source of the piezo-electric crystals ​usedL to control radio transmitters,​ but the mines, having been abandoned, had now fallen in. Nevertheless,​ lying around on the waste heaps were dozens of small hexagonal quartz crystals in clear +Leica Photo Service. 
-and green. + 
-It is truly amazing ​*hat Iles just below the surface of the earth if you only know where to look for it. We spent the afternoon gold-panning with some small measure of success, and next day returned to Sydney. +31 Macquarie Place, Sydney, N.S.W. 
-MEET THE DEPUTY MAYOR OF MANLY. As Bert Whillier was proudly + 
-watching daughter Lynette taking part in a swimming display at the Manly Pool, an official approached ​andasked ​would he like to come and be introduced to the Deputy Mayor of Manly. Bert, who usually +---- 
- associates Mayors with Corporations,​ went over expecting to be confronted by a large gentleman with a corporation,​ and was astounde ​to find it was our friend Bill MacKosker(411), looking as powerful and athletic as in the old days when he pounded over the mountain trails with the Tigers. + 
-GOLD DEPOSITS IN THE FISH RIVER +=== Meet the Deputy Mayor of Manly. === 
-6+ 
-- By "​Anonymous" ​(alias Henry Ford, +As Bert Whillier was proudly watching daughter Lynette taking part in a swimming display at the Manly Pool, an official approached ​and asked would he like to come and be introduced to the Deputy Mayor of Manly. Bert, who usually associates Mayors with Corporations,​ went over expecting to be confronted by a large gentleman with a corporation,​ and was astounded ​to find it was our friend Bill MacKosker(!!!), looking as powerful and athletic as in the old days when he pounded over the mountain trails with the Tigers. 
-alias Arnold Ford - or + 
-just A.. Ford for short. +---- 
-Or whatis ​wrong with "Tin Lizzy"+ 
-You can see by this that the Editor disapproves of anonymity. +===== Gold Deposits In The Fish River===== 
-Six disconsolate bods assembled at Central at 6 p.m. It was Friday, January 20th and they constituted the gold-dredging expedition to the Fish River. ​up till a few hours before, ideal conditions had prevailedThen torrents had fallen, and it was still raining heavily and mudh. more Of the same was promised.for the week-end. ​Nevertheless,​ however, they would not turn ,back now, so they queued up and each bought a return ticket to Tarana. Once they were on their way their spirits soon improved, but the sole occupant of the train compartment they selected did not seem to appreciate their company. No matter how telling the story, how wise the crackor how funny their frivolity, he neither blushed, smiled or moved a muscle of his poker face, and long before he reached his destination he left them to it and went to stand alone in the corridor near the door. How hard are some people to get on with. + 
-At Blackheath they detrained, and after checking on time tables went in search of a taxi to take them to Hampton and out along the Old Bathurst Road to within sight, if possible, of the Fish River For nearly half an hour they waited until, just as the nemt train could be heard coming ​Up from Meadlow Bath and they were about to give up, the taxi arrived. "How much?" asked the leader, as the train was pulling into the station. The driver was not in a hurry, and not realising the urgency of the situation he thought for a while in silence. The he said, "Oh, about 25 bob each." ​Thenext ​moment they. Were gone, racing like mad elephants for that trainFortunately the train was in no great hurry either, ​-and it waited whilst they 'dame, one, two and three and four, and yes, five and six. But they made it If they had had time to be polite and to explain they would no doubt have said something like this to the taxi driver: "​Brother,​ we have to find it before we give it away, and anyway, ​SOMB of our profits are for ourselves - not all for you +- By "​Anonymous"​ alias Henry Ford, alias Arnold Ford - or just A. Ford for short. Or what'​s ​wrong with "Tin Lizzy". (You can see by this that the Editor disapproves of anonymity.
-At MtVictoria they de-trained, and after another wait of about half anhaur ​along came the Coonamble Mail whose passenger'​s ​didn't care whether the gold-diggerslived or died* Nevertheless however ​they all got seats,, although threesat on the floor in the corridor. The next two hours were tiring and tedious, but were. - over at last. + 
-At Taranathey ​de-trainedIt was about 12.30 a0m0 Sato! The dri-7er ​of the only vehicle at the station that looked like a taxi said he was on his way to Oberon and would like to drive them to their destination only he was not making a return,,trip. There was no alternative but to walk it, so on they went. _Therrain ​had +Six disconsolate bods assembled at Central at 6 p.m. It was Friday, January 20th and they constituted the gold-dredging expedition to the Fish River. ​Up till a few hours before, ideal conditions had prevailedThen torrents had fallen, and it was still raining heavily and much more of the same was promised for the week-end. ​Neverthelesshowever, they would not turn back now, so they queued up and each bought a return ticket to Tarana. Once they were on their way their spirits soon improved, but the sole occupant of the train compartment they selected did not seem to appreciate their company. No matter how telling the story, how wise the crackor how funny their frivolity, he neither blushed, smiled or moved a muscle of his poker face, and long before he reached his destination he left them to it and went to stand alone in the corridor near the door. How hard are some people to get on with. 
-7. + 
-IMPORTANT TRANSPORT NOTICE +At Blackheath they detrained, and after checking on time tables went in search of a taxi to take them to Hampton and out along the Old Bathurst Road to within sight, if possible, of the Fish RiverFor nearly half an hour they waited until, just as the next train could be heard coming ​up from Meadlow Bath and they were about to give up, the taxi arrived. "How much?" asked the leader, as the train was pulling into the station. The driver was not in a hurry, and not realising the urgency of the situation he thought for a while in silence. The he said, "Oh, about 25 bob each." ​The next moment they were gone, racing like mad elephants for that trainFortunately the train was in no great hurry either, and it waited whilst they came, one, two and three and four, and yes, five and six. But they made itIf they had had time to be polite and to explain they would no doubt have said something like this to the taxi driver: "​Brother,​ we have to find it before we give it away, and anyway, ​some of our profits are for ourselves - not all for you." 
-BUSHWALKERS REQUIRING TRANSPORT PROM BLACKHEATH ​  ANY HOUR + 
-RING, WRITE OR CALL   +At MtVictoria they de-trained, and after another wait of about half an hour along came the Coonamble Mail whose passengers ​didn't care whether the gold-diggers lived or died. Neverthelesshowever ​they all got seats, although three sat on the floor in the corridor. The next two hours were tiring and tedious, but were over at last. 
-SIEDLECKY'​S TAXI AND TOURIST SERVICE, + 
-116 STATION STREET. BLACKHEATH. +At Tarana they de-trainedIt was about 12.30 a.m. Sat.! The driver ​of the only vehicle at the station that looked like a taxi said he was on his way to Oberon and would like to drive them to their destination only he was not making a return trip. There was no alternative but to walk it, so on they went. The rain had stopped ​but the ground oozed water, and there was every evidence ​of what had recently fallen. Out along the road they found a suitable spot and decided to camp for the night. By the time the tents were up and the bags were down and the bods were in, the stars were outThe most tardy had his lights out by 1.45 a.m. 
-24 HOUR SERVICE + 
-BUSHWALKERS arriving at Blackheath late at night without transport booking can ring for car from. Railmay Station or call at above address -- ITtS NEVER TOO LATE! +The morning broke fine and near. They could not see the bottoms of the billies when they filled them from a nearby creek. Neverthelesshowever when they were boiled and tea and/or coffee was added they could not tell the difference between the result and the real stuff, and with the addition of milk and sugar they could not even taste the mud. Remembering that they were in a grave bushfire danger area, some of the bods built their fires in the gutter and ate their breakfast in the same. Some of the others remarked ​that they seemed to be quite at home in the gutter. Neverthelesshowever it was a glorious day, and at 9 a.m. they were on their way with great expectations. And then came the white ants. 
-'​PHONE:​ BIHEATH. 81 or 146 LOOK FOR CARS TC3210 or TV270 OR BOOK AT MARK SALON RADIO SHOP - OPPOSITE STATION. + 
-stopped ​1:' t the ground oozed water, and there wus every evideDee ​of what had recently fallen. Out along the road they found a suitable spot and decided to camp for the night. By the time the tents were up and the bags were down and the bods were in, the stars were out The most tardy had his lights out by 1.45 a.m. +The leaders, being the keen geologists they were, had to examine with the naked eye every distant ridge and rock, and what was more to the point, had to examine with the said n.e., assisted by a magnifying ​glass, every lump of quartz, grain of sand and piece of rock or stone that they passed. Thus it often became a party without a leader. On one or two of these occasions the leaders became so much in arrears that the party thought they must have been magnetised up onto the ridge, or turned off the road to take a short cut over the ridge to reach the river sooner. On another of these occasions the advance party met one of the locals on a white horse and he gave them a vivid description of the cloud burst that had descended on the district just before they had. If they had come to fish he could have put them on to a creek where the trout were just waiting to be caught, only they could not wait when the rain washed them out. When he discovered where the travellers had come from he told them about the 8 snakes he had caught that week, and warned them of the many more that were waiting to catch City suckers like them. 
-The morning broke fine and near. They could not see the bottoms of the billies when they filled them from a nearby creek. Neverthelesshowever when they were boiled and tea and/or coffee was added they could not tell the difference between the result and the real stuff, and with the addition of milk and sugar they could not even taste the mud. Remembering that they were in a grave bushfire danger area, some of the bods built their fires in the gutter and + 
-ate their breakfast in the same. Some of the others remarked ​tha +It was just about this time that two of the advance party came upon silver and copper (a two-bob and one halfpenny ​respectively), and they were just about to commence digging in the centre of the road for more when the leaders arrived and forced them on. 
-they seemed to be quite at home in the gutter. Neverthelesshowever it was a glorious day, and at 9 a.m0 they were + 
-on their way with great expectations. And then came the white antE!, +At last they reached the river! ​It was about 11 a.m.But what did the party find? Not a drought-stricken naked river bed in which to poke and pry and pan, but a rushing, tearing, teasing torrent, protecting in its bosom the treasure ​which they had come so far to discover and to gather. Well, there it was, and there was not much they could do about it. Perhaps it was just as well, after all, that they had not treated themselves to a long expensive ​taxi trip, only to meet this damn disappointing spectacle. Anyhow, they would set up a base camp and commence operations. The site selected was beside a field in which grazed some cattle, including one or two bulls, with but a flood-wrecked fence betweenNeverthelesshowever they must have been well fed or better behaved than the Era type, for they never went near the tents. 
-The leaders, being the keen geologists they were,, had to + 
-examine with the naked eye every distant ridge and rock, and what +After lunch, operations beganThe one lady in the party wore dark glasses, no doubt to protect her eyes from the glitter of the gold nuggets she hoped to find. The experts brought out their pans and shovels and picks and cleaned out crevices and cracks and all sorts of odd places where the precious gold might have fallen and might be lurking, and panned and panned and panned. One of the party who had no pan produced a sandwich ​tin, and when he saw how it was done, did exactly the same with exactly the same resultNeverthelesshowever he did not possess the same enduring enthusiasm that the others displayed, and found it more pleasant to sit in the sun and wait for the rest to locate ​it. After a long time they all returned to base camp. That isall except Howard who would not let it go. While waiting for him to return Frank said, "Won'​t ​it be a blow if Howard comes back with a pan of gold nuggets?"​ But Henry said, "We can take it!" When Howard came back he had in a small glass tube three gold specks which could be seen without the aid of the magnifying glassNeverthelesshowevers they did not take it. 
-was more to the point, had to examine with the said n,e0,, assisted + 
-by a magziifyinr ​glass, every lump of quartz, grain of sand and piec, of rock or stene that they passed. Thus it often became a patty +As evening came down, a great cloud came up on the other side of the Great Dividing RangeIt was beautiful to behold as it was lit with the glow of sunset. Afterwards it looked grey, and then dark and ominous as it gathered ​strength and size, and those who had faith in the weather prophets dug trenches around their tents (the camp was on the side of a steep ridge), but those who hadn't didn'​t. 
-without a leader. On one or two of these occasions the leaders + 
-became so much in arrears that the party thought they must have beq:​-. ​magnetised up , Into the ridge, or turned off the road to take a slier +Sunday came, and although no rain had fallen, the clouds ​were very low and threatening. Neverthelesshowever a strong breeze was blowing, and by the afternoon it was quite fine againThe river had risen about 4 inches ​on Sunday afternoon, and although it had fallen again by Sunday it was still the same muddy, madly rushing torrent of the previous day. After breakfast the party went up the river to try their luck, and after dinner they moved down the river to have a last try. Unfortunately.the result was always the same. About 3 p.m. the river was left behind as the party climbed a hill up on to the road and returned to Tarana, thus completing a circuit of the ridge of which Even's Crown is the highest point. Afternoon tea was had on the bank of Solitary Creek whilst waiting for the train to come at 5.53 p.m. 
-S. + 
-cut over the ride- to reach the river sooner. On another of these occasions the advance party met one of the locals on a white horse and he gave them a vivid description of the cloud burst that had descended on'the district just before they had. If they had COMO to fish he could have put them on to a creek where the trout were just waiting to be caught,only they could not wait when the rain washed them out. When he discovered where the travellers had come +The result of the trip was not up to expectations. Neverthelesshowever it was thoroughly enjoyed by all, and before the train reached Central the leaders were heard to be planning another attack on the Fish River when the floods had subsided and the bed was bare and beckoning for its pot-holes to be panned. 
-from he told them about the 8 snakes he had caught that week, and warned them of the many more that were waiting to catch City suckers like them. + 
-It was just about this time that two of the advance party +---- 
-came upon silver and copper (a two-bob and one halfpenny ​respective- + 
-ly), and they were just about to 'commence digging in the centre of +=== All you athletesprepare=== 
-the road for more when the leaders arrived and forced them one + 
-At last they reached the rivers ​It was about 11 a.m.But what did the patty find? Note_ drought-stricken naked river bed in which to poke and pry and pan, but a rushing, tearing, teasing torrent, protecting in its bosom the treasure ​whidh they had come so far to discover and to gather. Well, there it Was, and there was not much they could do about it. Perhaps it was just as well, after all, that they had not treated themselves to a long expensive ​tsixi trip, only to meet this damn disappointing spectacle. Anyhow, they would set up a base camp and commence operations. The site selected was beside a field in which grazed some cattle, including one or two bulls, with but a flood-wrecked fence betweenNeverthelesshowever they must have been well fed or better behaved than the Era type, for they never went near the tents. +Bill Henley is taking a javelin and a couple of shots (or are they putts?) to the Re-union, and will officiate at Shot Putt, Javelin Throwing and Broad Jump contents. You've got exactly three days to get into training. 
-After lunch, operations beganThe one lady in the party wore dark glasses, no doubt to protect her eyes from the glitter of the gold nuggets she hoped to find. The experts brought out their pans and shovels and picks and cleaned out crevices and cracks and all sorts of odd places where the precious gold might have fallen and might be lurking, and panned and panned and panned. One of the party who had no pan produced a sandwi64 ​tin, and when he saw how it was done, did exactly the same with exactly the same resultNeverthelesshowever he did not possess the same enduring enthusiasm that the others displayed, and found it more pleasant to sit in the. bun and wait for the rest to locate ​1t, After a long time they + 
-all returned to base camp. That,isall except Howard who would not let it go. While waiting for him to return Frank said, "Wontt it be 'a blow if Howard comes back with a pan of gold nuggets?"​ But Henry said, "We can take it!" When Howard came back he had in a -small glass tube three gold specks which could be seen without the aid of the magnifying glassNeverthelesshowevers they did not take it. +---- 
-As evening came down, a great cloud came up on the other side of the Great Dividing RangeIt was beautiful to behold as it was lit With the glow of sunset. Afterwards it looked grey, and then dark and ominous as it gethered ​strength and size, and those who had faith in the weather prophets dug trenches around their tents (the camp was on the side of a steep ridge), but those who hadn't didn'​t. + 
-9. +=== Important Transport Notice=== 
-Sunday came, and although no rain had fallen, the Clouds ​were very low And threatening. Neverthelesshowever a strong breeze was blowing, and by the afternoon it was quite fine again The river had risen about 4 dnes.on Sunday afternoon, and although it had fallen again by Sunday it Was still the same mUddy, madly rushing torrentof the previous ​:day. After breakfast the party went up the river to try their luck, and after dinner they moved down the river to have aaast try. Unfortunately.the result was always the same. About 3 p.m0 the river was left behind as the party.climbed a hill up on to the road and returned to Tarana, thus completing a circuit of the ridge Of which EVen's Crown isthe.highest point,. Afternoon tea was had on the bank 6 ;cif Solitary ​'Creek :whilst waiting for the train to come at 5.53 P.m. + 
- The result of the trip was not up to expectations. Neverthelesshowever it was thoroughly enjoyed by all, and before the train reached Central the leaders were heard to be planning another attack on the Fish River when the floods had subsided +Bushwalkers requiring transport from Blackheath, any hour, ring, write or call... 
-and the bed was bare and beckoning for its pot-holes to be panned. + 
-ALL YOU ATHLETESPREPARE! Bill Henley is taking a javelin and a couple of shots (or are they putts?) to the Re-union, and will officiate at Shot Putt, Javelin Throwing and Broad Jump contents. You've got exactly three days to get into training. +Siedlecky'​s Taxi and Tourist Service. 
- .4.11161MINNINWMPIN.m.....   + 
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-ON WALKS WITH + 
-VEGETARIAN FO ODS  +24 hour service. 
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-WRAPPED IN HANDY OZPACKET.) + 
-BASE YOUR HOLIDAY FOOD LISTS ON WHOLESOME FOODS +'Phone Blackheath 81 or 146. Look for cars 3210 or TV270 or book at Mark Salon Radio Shop - opposite Station
-WIDE RANGE OF DRIED FRUITSNUTSBISBUTTS AND DRIED FRUIT + 
-SWEETS+---- 
-FROM + 
-THE SANITARIUM HEALTH FOOD SHOP  +=== The Sanitarium Health Food Shop. === 
-13 HUNTER STREET SYDNEY + 
-10+Keep up your vitality on walks with vegetarian foods. 
-GRAPPLING WITH THE GRAMPIANS,+ 
 +Cenovis yeast (contains whole Vitamin ​complexalso D, E, F and H.) 
 + 
 +Light thin ry-king crisp bread (100whole rye flour), well wrapped in handy ozpacket
 + 
 +Base your holiday food lists on wholesome foods. 
 + 
 +Wide range of dried fruitsnutsbiscuits and dried fruit sweets. 
 + 
 +From..
 + 
 +The Sanitarium Health Food Shop. 
 + 
 +13 Hunter Street, Sydney. 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +===== Grappling With Grampians===== 
 - Brian G. Harvey. - Brian G. Harvey.
-It appeared to be some time since any representative of the S.B.W. had ventured into the wilds of Western Victoria to sample the Grampiansand so0 lured:on:by pur friend Margaret of Melbourne, who had the necessary transport in the shape of an P1.30 and by a glowing illustrated brochure put out by the Victorian Tourist Bureau, we duly arrived in the "​Spirit of Progress"​ one cold and gusty day last August to be greeted with the news that floods out Horsham way had cut off road communications. We were not surprisedt, for the Murray at Albury was miles wideand temporary lakes dotted the landscape from there to Melbourne. A bright spot had been the miles of Golden Wattles contrasting against the emerald green paddocks. + 
-We three finally took off 48 hours later in the AZO: and camped the first night at the "Royal George"​ at Ballarat - a fine old-fashioned hostelry, where our attention was drawnto the availability of the famous "​Ballarat Bitter."​ The town lived up to +It appeared to be some time since any representative of the S.B.W. had ventured into the wilds of Western Victoria to sample the Grampiansand so, lured on by our friend Margaret of Melbourne, who had the necessary transport in the shape of an A30 and by a glowing illustrated brochure put out by the Victorian Tourist Bureau, we duly arrived in the "​Spirit of Progress"​ one cold and gusty day last August to be greeted with the news that floods out Horsham way had cut off road communications. We were not surprised, for the Murray at Albury was miles wideand temporary lakes dotted the landscape from there to Melbourne. A bright spot had been the miles of Golden Wattles contrasting against the emerald green paddocks. 
-its cold and windy reputation, but nevertheless we braved the local + 
-sights next morning, including a look at lake Wendouree where the rowing events of the forthcoming Games will be held. I hope they +We three finally took off 48 hours later in the A30, and camped the first night at the "Royal George"​ at Ballarat - a fine old-fashioned hostelry, where our attention was drawn to the availability of the famous "​Ballarat Bitter."​ The town lived up to its cold and windy reputation, but nevertheless we braved the local sights next morning, including a look at lake Wendouree where the rowing events of the forthcoming Games will be held. I hope they have an ice-breaker
-have an ice-breaker; + 
-Rain commenced with lunch at Ararat, but pressing ​o n regardless through Stawell and sundry sheets of water over the road, we pulled +Rain commenced with lunch at Ararat, but pressing ​on regardless through Stawell and sundry sheets of water over the road, we pulled into Hall's Gap, the Grampians'​ village, which boasts the usual general store, P.O. and pub, and a smatter of guest-houses. We proceeded another eight miles through drizzle and obscuring mist to Wartook, our destination,​ which we hit about 5 p.m., having seen practically nothing since Ararat ​but wagging wind-screen wipers. 
-into Hall's Gap, the Grampians'​ village, which boasts the usual + 
-general store, P.O. and pub, and a smatter of guest-houses. We +Later on, when we visited Stawell on a fine day, we found that the first good view of the Mountains is obtained from the lookout at this smart little town, which lies 145 miles west of the City-on-the-Yarra. Rising sharply from the plains, the saw-tooth skyline of the Grampians is certainly spectacular,​ occupying about 40 miles of the western horizon, from Mt. Difficult in the North to Mt. Abrupt at the distant blue-tinted Southern tip of the jagged outline. 
-proceeded another eight miles through drizzle and obscuring mist + 
-to Wartook, our destination,​ which we hit about 5p0m., having seen +However, one must not be led to believe that the Grampians are a range with a backbone like the Gangerang but rather ​they constitute a giant uplift from the plains, being roughly oval in formation, running North-South,​ the outside edge of the oval being almost ​perpendicular, ​with slopes running down towards its centre to a wide flat valley - the Victoria Valley. The Southern end of the valley is open to and continuous with the plains outside, whilst another break occurs similarly in the Western wallisolating the South-Western section into the Victoria Range. The upper third of the flat centre is elevated some hundreds of feet above the rest of the valley, and contains the Wartook Reservoir which is the source of the West-flowing McKenzie River upon whose banks was situated the cottage we had rented. The lower valley boasts two closely-lying lakes, partly artificialbeing the water supply for some of the towns on the plains. The slopes running back from the cliff edges would be 30/35 degrees and vary from bare rock to low trees, exposing in some places the longest solid rock slopes I am sure one is likely to bee anywhere in Australia. The sheer rock-faces would be a delight for contemplation by the rock-climbers,​ but I doubt if their crumbling ancient sandstone would be safe. The weather-beaten serrations and overhangs present a most rugged appearance, especially from below, but are practically all a uniform drab colour. There are two uplifts facing the East, one behind the other, with a narrow flat valley between which rises to a point equi-distant from either end to form a watershed for two creeks - one running North and the other, naturally, South. Parallel to the creeks is a road commencing at Hall's Gap and leading ​South down this rift, with the long slopes of the first range on one's left hand, and cliff faces of the second range on the right. The road continues thus for about 28 miles and then climbs over a low pass into the inside valleyto emerge at the Southern end on to the plains, between Mt. Abrupt and Mt. Sturgeon. The change ​from mountain scenery to sheep country ​in the few minutes taken to go through the pass in truly remarkable. Mt. Sturgeon is an island uplift like a huge fullstop appended below the Southern fringe of this rocky convulsion of Nature. It is not unlike Castle Hill at Townsville. Its cliff-face frowns down on the town of Dunkeld, with a long slope on the distant side. A nice Sunday afternoon climb to the top for the locals. 
-practically nothing since ATarat ​but wagging wind-screen wipers. + 
-Later on, when we visited Stawell on a fine day, we found that +The highest point in the Grampians is Mount William, which lies in the centre of the most Easterly uplift, ​which range is called after the peak, rising to 3,827 feet. A sign-post on the road just traversed points the way to a long well-graded track up Mt. William'​s sloping back, but owing to distance from, inclement weather and shortened ​time, we didn't take it on. However, there is a good campsite at the sign-post. After subtracting the elevation of the surrounding country (probably 1,000 ft.), it would be a good Sunday walk for the next Walks Programme. Similarly Mt. Abrupt (2,724 ft.) may be climbed from where the road emerges near Dunkeld, commencing with an incongruous approach through ​rubbish-dump,​ but one requires a sketch map as the way is tricky. From here one can obtain a view right along the whole Eastern face of the range for about 30 miles, I should say. It would be preferable to visit selected points by car rather than endeavour to walk between them as the way along the scalloped cliff-edges is impracticable. 
-the first good view of the Mountains is obtained from the lookout at this smart little town, which lies 145 miles west of the Cityon-the-Yarra. Rising sharply from the plains, the saw-tooth skyline of the Grampians is certainly spectacular,​ occupying about 40 miles of the western horizon, from Mt. Difficult in the North to Mt. Abrupt at the distant blue-tinted Southern tip of the jagged outline. + 
-However, one must not be led to believe that the Grampians are +It is unfortunate that most views from the perimeter of the Grampians are over a sea of endless plains cleared for sheep and cattle running, and are therefore somewhat monotonous no matter what peak they might be seen fromHowever, on the road from Hall's Gap which runs about due West through the Grampians, there are some look-outs with good views of fairly undisturbed areas, backed by the saw-tooth peaks on the sky-line. The upper parts of the McKenzie River have some fine waterfalls close to the road which follows the river down to the plain towards Horsham, and on this road was the cottage we had rented from a Mr. Zumstein. We were glad of an iron roof and a roaring fireplace as the ground was wet everywhere, and there were biting winds and frosts. I am sure I was the only one wearing shorts (in the traditional S.B.W. manner) in the immediate 500 square milesMr. Zumstein ​is Swiss, and much to our surprise, Mrs. Zumstein ​has a broad Scottish accent you could hang your hat on, being of the Mackay Clan (Where are you, McGregor?​) ​Anyone desiring to book a cottage should write to Mr. Zumstein, Wartook via Horsham. His domain abounds with birds, and we counted 17 '​roos ​in his orchard one evening. 
-a range with a backbone like the Gangerang but bather ​they constitute a'giant uplift from the plains, being roughly oval in formation, running North-South,​ the outside edge of the oval being almost ​perpendiculars ​with slopes running down towards its centre to a wide flat valley - the Victoria Valley. The Southern end + 
-of the valley is open to and continuous with the plains outside, whilst another break occurs similarly in the Western wall+In spite of the brightly-coloured words and illustrations in the Victorian Tourist Bureau pamphlet, the wild flowers in the area do not measure up to those of our coastal sandstone belts. We were perhaps a little early, but the tall plants like our Eriostemon were completely absent. However, the Golden Wattles, and the red and pink heaths were a delight and made colourful subjects or foregrounds for the Kodachromes. 
-isolating the South-Western section into the Victoria Range. The upper third of the flat centre is elevated some hundreds of feet above the rest of the valley, and contains the Wartook Reservoir + 
-which is the source of the West-flowing McKenzie River upon whose +Given three full days and a __car__, and, of course, ​sunshine thrown in, I think one could see and visit most things worth while, but I certainly would hesitate to recommend a visit to Victoria solely to see the Grampians. On the other hands if one were motoring ​from Melbourne to Adelaide they should not be missed. The best approach, I think, would be from the Southern ends via Dunkeld then through from Hall's Gap to Horsham, which should take in the best of the impressions without hardly leaving the car. There are plenty of comfortable official and unofficial campsites - this should have a wide appeal to our Motorised Section. Accurate walking maps of the mountain system just don'​t ​exist. ​I'm told by the Victorian walking authorities - another job for their Mapping Section! 
-II + 
-banks was situated the cottage we had rented. The lower valley boasts two closely-lying lakes, partly artificialbeing the watersupply for Some of the-towns on-the plains. The slopes running back from the cliff edges would be 30/35,degrees and vary from bare rock to low trees, exposing in Some places the longest solid rock slopes I am sure one islikely to bee anywhere in Australia. The sheer rock-faces would be a :delight for contemplation by the rock- climbers, but I doubt if their crumbling ancient sandstone would be safe. The weather-beaten serrations and overhangs present a most rugged appearance, especially from below, but are practically all a uniform drab colour. There are two uplifts facing the East, one behind the other, with a narrow flat valley between which rises to a point:equi-distant from either end to for4i a watershed for to creeks - one running North and the other, naturally, South. Parallel to the creeks is a road commencing at Hall's Gap and leadirv ​South down this rift, with the long slopes of the first range On one's left hand, and cliff faces of the second range on the right. The road continues thus for about 28 miles and then climbs over a low pass into the inside valleyto emerge at the Southern end on to the plains, between Mt. Abrupt and Mt. Sturgeon. The change ​fro: mountain scenery to sheep country ​In the few-minutes taken to go through the pass' ​in truly remarkable. Mt. Sturgeon is an island uplift like a huge fullstop appended below the Southern fringe of this rocky convulsion of Nature. It is not 'unlike Castle Hillat Townsville. Its cliff-face frowns down on the town of Dunkeld, with a long slope on the distant side. A nice Sunday afternoon climb to the top for the locals. +To conclude our trip, we went down the coast through towns with the homely names of Penshurst, Mortlake and Camperdown, staying the night at Colac, ​then on next day via Beech Forest and Wild Dog Creek to emerge at Apollo Bay for lunch. From here towards Melbourne the road follows the coast for 60 miles or so, and is one of the sights one should not miss, though I believe back the other way towards South Australia ​is much more breathtaking and a feast for the Kodachrome ​boys. 
-The highest point in the Grampians is Mount William, which nee in the centre of the most Easterly uplift, ​whicL range is -called after the peak, rising to 3,827 feet. A sign-post on the road just traversed points the way to a long well-graded track up M. William'​s sloping back, but owing to distance from, inclement weather and shotened ​time, we -didn't take it on.' ​However, there is a good campsite at the sign-post. After subtracting the elevation of the surrounding country (probably 1,000 fto), it would boa good Sunday walk for the next Walks Programme. Similarly Mt. Abrupt (20724 ft.) may be climbed from where the road emerges near Dunkeld, commencing with an incongruous approach through ​rubbish-dump,​ but one requires a sketch map as the way is tricky. From here one can obtain a view right along the whole Eastern face of the range for about 30 miles, I should say. It would be preferable to visit selected.points by car rather than endeavour to walk between them as the wayalong the scalloped' ​cliff-edgesis ​impracticable. + 
-It is unfortunate that most views from the perimeter of the Grampians are over a sea of endless plains cleared for sheep and cattle running, and are therefore somewhat monotonous no matter what peak they might be seen from However, on the road from HalltGap ​which runs about due West through the Grampians, there are some look-outs with good views of fairly undisturbed areas, backed by the saw-tooth peaks on the sky-line. The upper parts of the McKenzie River have Some fine waterfalls close to the road which follows the river down to the plain towards Horsham, and o n this +There'​s certainly lots of Western Victoria one should see, and to wind up I can only repeat the lilting refrain from one of our operas: 
-12. + 
-road was the cottage we had rented from a Mr. Zumstein. We were glad of an iron roof and a roaring fireplace as the ground was wet everywhere, and there were biting winds and frosts. I am sure I was the only one wearing shorts (in the traditional S.B.W. manner) inthe immediate 500 square milesMr. Zunstein ​is Swibss andrauch ​to our surprise, Mrs. Zumstelt ​has a broad Scottish accent you coulC hang your hat on, being of the Mackay Clan (Where are you, McGregor7 ​Anyone desiring to book a cottage should write to Mr. ZumsteEtt, Wartook via Horsham. His domain abounds with birds, and we counted 17 froos in his orchard one evening. +For years now we have walkers been;\\ 
-In spite of the brightly-coloured words and illustrations in the Victorian Tourist Bureau pamphlet, the wild flowers in the area do not measure up to those of our coastal sandstone belts. We were perhaps a little early, but the tall plants like our Eriostemon +We've wandered wide and far.\\ 
-were completely absent. However, the Golden Wattles, and the red +The roughest country we have seen,\\ 
-and pink heaths were a delight and made colourful subjects or foregrounds for the Kodachromes. +__Whilst sitting in a car__ !! 
-Given three full days and a car, and, of caurses ​sunshine thrown in,I think one could see and visit most things worth while, but I certainly would hesitate to recommend a visit to Victoria +
-solely to see the Grampians. On the other hands if one were motor- +
-ing from:Melbourne to Adelaidethey should not be missed. The best +
-approach, I think, would be from the Southern ends via Dunkeld then through from Hall's Gap to Horsham, which should take in the best of the impressions without hardly leaving the car. There are plenty of comfortable official and unofficial campsites - this should have a wide appeal to our Motorised Section. Accurate walking maps of the mountain system just don'​t ​exists ​I'm told by the Victorian walking authorities - another job for their Yapping +
-Sectionl +
-To conclude our trip, we went down the coast through towns +
-with the homely names of Penshurst, Mortlake and Camperdown, staying +
-the night at Colacs ​then on next day via Beech Forest and Wild Dog +
-Creek to emerge at Apollo' ​Bay for lunch. From here towards Melbourne the road follows the coast for 60 miles or so, and is one of the sights one should not miss, though I believe back the other +
-way towards South Australia ​ia much more breathtaking and a feast +
-for the Kodadhrome ​boys. +
-There'​s certainly lots of Western Victoria one should see, +
-and tb wind up I can only repeat the lilting refrain from one of our operas: +
-For years now we have walkers been; We've wandered wide and far. +
-The roughest country we have seen, +
-WHILST SITTING IN A CAR !!+
 (With acknowledgement to the Victorian Mountain Tramping Club for information.) (With acknowledgement to the Victorian Mountain Tramping Club for information.)
-13. + 
-FEDEP.AT ION REPORT ​FEBRUARY+---- 
 + 
 +===== Federation Report - February. ===== 
 Allen A. Strom. Allen A. Strom.
-ASSISTANCE OF ARMY IN BUF,AFIRES: The Federation will write to the EfasteTlo-776Wnang ​that Army personnel be made eyailable ​for bushfire fighting in Reserves, even though life and property may not be immediately endangered. + 
-THE MURGAMARRA TITJa7 ​would like to hear from any member of the public ​wi.iQ-1-71ould ​care to volunteer for bushfire fighting in the Reserve. Write to the Secty0 ​of the Trust, Box 27709 G.P.O. +__Assistance of Army in bushfires__: The Federation will write to the Minister for the Army asking ​that Army personnel be made available ​for bushfire fighting in Reserves, even though life and property may not be immediately endangered. 
-The Wildlife Survey Section of tho C.S.I.R.O. is conducting a MRSUPIAL SURVEY ​of New South Wales. It is an attempt to determine numbers and distribution of Species, a very important type of information in Preservation work. Bushwalkers,​ who are in a very good position to help, should contact, if they wish to assist, Mr. Basil J. Marlow, P.O. Box 109, Canberra, A.C.T. + 
-A Practice ​SEARCH AND FESCUE ​is set down for April 14/15 in the  Wheeny Creek area,. More information will beavailable ​for Club Contact Men, later. ​THe S.& R. was alerted for two parties overdue from the week-end Feb.18/19, but both parties made contact points before the searches were commenced, +__The Murgamarra Trust__ ​would like to hear from any member of the public ​who would care to volunteer for bushfire fighting in the Reserve. Write to the Secty. ​of the Trust, Box 2770, G.P.O. 
-The S & R Section proposes to produce a TASMANIAN BROCHURE ​for intending Walkers and Trippers in Tasmania. It will att,​mpt ​to eliminate the dangers encountered by people travelling south unprepared for the rigid conditions that ofter pelsist ​in Tasmania. + 
-MINING IN RESERVES: A deputation met the Under Secretary for Mines on this subject recently, in an attempt to... +The Wildlife Survey Section of the C.S.I.R.O. is conducting a __Marsupial Survey__ ​of New South Wales. It is an attempt to determine numbers and distribution of Species, a very important type of information in Preservation work. Bushwalkers,​ who are in a very good position to help, should contact, if they wish to assist, Mr. Basil J. Marlow, P.O. Box 109, Canberra, A.C.T. 
-1. prevent mining in some reserves altogether,​ + 
-2. streamline discussion between the Dept., the Trust of the ' ​Reserve, and the Mining Principals. +A Practice ​__Search and Rescue__ ​is set down for April 14/15 in the Wheeny Creek area. More information will be available ​for Club Contact Men, later. ​The S.& R. was alerted for two parties overdue from the week-end Feb. 18/19, but both parties made contact points before the searches were commenced
-The Under Sec0 treated the matter cordially, and we await results. ​NATIONAL EhRKS ACT: After a conference with the Under Sec., Dept.of Lands, it now seems certain that we will be able to get our proposal, t.) the Ministerial level. + 
-RIFLE RANGE NEAR WAPRAH SA.NCTUARY: The Minister for Lands has refli +The S & R Section proposes to produce a __Tasmanian Brochure__ ​for intending Walkers and Trippers in Tasmania. It will attempt ​to eliminate the dangers encountered by people travelling south unprepared for the rigid conditions that often persist ​in Tasmania. 
-ed to doaaonwealth ​the necessary lease for the establishment of th.fA,_ FEDERATION RE-UNION: To take place at Euroka Clearing on March 16/1-1'fhTE-6- S.B.g. has been given the responsibility of proparing + 
-the supper. Each Club is asked to prepare at item for the Campfil'​e +__Mining in Reserves__: A deputation met the Under Secretary for Mines on this subject recently, in an attempt to... 
-0 + 
-PANOWM POINT (KURR:​_JONG_HEIGHTS): Following reports that the +  - prevent mining in some reserves altogether,​ 
-Loolcoab ​and the properzy ​thereabouts were up for sale, it was Federation ask the National Trust to organise an approach to the Government to have a small area about the Lookout resumed and set aside as a Reserve for the Preservation of Scenic Beauty, preliminary to the establishment of a National Monument at some later date. +  ​- ​streamline discussion between the Dept., the Trust of the Reserve, and the Mining Principals. 
-14. + 
-THE K1V]ERUKA CLUB asked permission of the Federation to establish a memorial to the late President of that Club, in the form of a fixed chain and a plaque on the chimney leading down from Splendour Rock on to the Spotted Dog Range belowIt was resolved that the matter should be taken back to the Clubs, +The Under Sec. treated the matter cordially, and we await results. 
-Mr. Paddy Pallin has drawn the attention ​Of the Federation to the rapid decline in the number of new people becoming interested Bushwalking. He has been invited to address Federation on the matter at its meeting in March, + 
- alsONN +__National Parks Act__: After a conference with the Under Sec., Dept.of Lands, it now seems certain that we will be able to get our proposal ​to the Ministerial level. 
-BATTLES WON AND LOST  + 
-The S.B.W. versus Tasmania. Round One. +__Rifle range near Warrah Sanctuary__: The Minister for Lands has refused ​to Commonwealth ​the necessary lease for the establishment of this. 
-Digby. + 
-It was the perfect ​Sunrise ​at Frenchmants ​Cap that trapped me+__Federation Re-union__: To take place at Euroka Clearing on March 16/17thThe S.B.W. has been given the responsibility of preparing ​the supper. Each Club is asked to prepare at item for the Campfire. 
-Tasmania had suddenly given us her glorious best - our trip had + 
-reached its climaxIn that rare moment was born the inspiration ​tc, +__Panorama Point (Kurrajong Heights)__: Following reports that the Lookout ​and the property ​thereabouts were up for sale, it was Federation ask the National Trust to organise an approach to the Government to have a small area about the Lookout resumed and set aside as a Reserve for the Preservation of Scenic Beauty, preliminary to the establishment of a National Monument at some later date. 
-write an article. It came gushing out of MB; and then, alas, I kne I had passed the point of no return - they would never relent ​unt-1 + 
-it was in printBear with MB, then, while I sift those happy mem- +__The Kameruka Club__ ​asked permission of the Federation to establish a memorial to the late President of that Club, in the form of a fixed chain and a plaque on the chimney leading down from Splendour Rock on to the Spotted Dog Range belowIt was resolved that the matter should be taken back to the Clubs
-ories and try to begin at the beginning, + 
-In the first place there were six, a good, rational even +Mr. Paddy Pallin has drawn the attention ​of the Federation to the rapid decline in the number of new people becoming interested Bushwalking. He has been invited to address Federation on the matter at its meeting in March. 
-number - three boys and three girls. I suspect that I was invitea ​later to sway the balance of power, but having little power and a doubtful balance, this worthy plan was daomed ​at the outset. As Goof explained it, his general'plan was to spend a leisurely eight days in the Cradle Mt. Reserve, a couple in Queenstown to recuperate (?), and then onto FrenchmanTs ​Cap for a further five days. In theory, at least, it sounded terrific ​andmy enthusiasm mountedIt would be a real eye-opener, if we were only lucky with the weather.... + 
-The last drizzling hours of 1955 were running out when we set foot in Launceston - a typical Tasmanian welcome, of course, No01 objective was Devonport from which point it was reasoned we night reach Waldheim by methods various. (I now know there are only two ways of reaching Waldheim - walking or paying)Our bus disgorged us into a dripping wet.Devonport which did not exactly overflow with alluring campsites. We needed no persuasion when Geof discovered two tnlocked cbmpartments ​in a carriage at the loca2 station. We were soon stowed safely inside, Grace, Joan and Bev, in the one (the leaking one, they winged), while Goof, Don, Brian and I packed somehow into the other. The outside world prepared to welcome the arrival of 1956 but we cared not, for we were an the brink of greater things. .... +---- 
-Our guilt complex was such that we found ourselves out on the empty streets in the early dawn of New Years Day when most orthodox + 
-15, +===== Battles Won And Lost===== 
-folk Were just-going to bed. Motorists were as scarce as hens' teeth, so we just kept bashing it out, that is all except Grace and Bev, who bagged the only eligible car for Miles. Of course, the girls had no real trouble at all, but not even my new hat politely raisedcoupled with a distinctive bow, could bring results. Suffice it to say that we dribbled into Sheffield in bits and pieces, ready and willing to hire two cars to take us on. By this time the overcast had grudgingly yielded to patches of blue and our spirits soared. We had reckoned, however, without the Reserve'​s own private "​Hughie",​ and when we finally rolled into Waldheim the skies had opened wide again and our visibility was exactlynil. An all-providing Ranger (Mac) offered us the Picnic Hut for the nigh for the Modest ​fee of 2/- apiece; it was a fine port in any storm. + 
- Goof and Don soon staggered in with a monstrous case - it was the Tucker Box sent up from Hobart; and when it was unpacked a veritable mountain of food overflowed a good-sized picnic table. The mathematicians struggled with their figures, the lesser lights with their tin-openers and other paraphernalia until the whole had been divided into two unequal lots. We were food partying four and three, so you can imagine the fun and games in calculating 4/7ths of 5 salamis and the likeFinally the parts were reduced to individual loads and then came the shocker - 16 lbs. a heads But at mealtimes it was worth every ounce; we ate like kings. As I pondered the mountain of flour in my heap, a great taste for damperE ​suddenly camp uponme - bigger and better dampers, and oftener than the Diet Chart said we ought to have them. +=== The S.B.W. versus Tasmania. Round One. === 
-The next day dawned with Hughie still working overtime. Did he never take a holiday here? We sought in vain for a glimpse of Cradle Mt. Now and then Little Horn would momentarily shed it cloak just to tantalise us. Eventually ​Goof decided that we should spend our spare day here in the hope of some improvement. We all heartily ​agreedgi + 
-Score:- Tasmania ​...... ​1 +Digby. 
-S.B.W. ​  ​Nil. + 
-Mac transferred' ​us tO a fine hut at the back of the Chalet, tariff ​54/- per night, but, mark you, with stretchers, hurricane lamps and all moll. cons. We moved in as the previous weather-bound tenants, a party of Y.H.A. campers, ventured out into the murk. We wished them luck and meant it. In the afternoon the outlook brightened a trifle and we longed for action. ​Goof led off on a jaunt to Hansen'​s Peak, to test our gear and receive our first mall ration of scenery, notably Little Horn and Dove Lake. We saw enough to whet our appetites for the rest of that hidden grandeau. I might also add, we were suitably introduced to the General State of Thing +It was the perfect ​sunrise ​at Frenchman'​s ​Cap that trapped meTasmania had suddenly given us her glorious best - our trip had reached its climaxIn that rare moment was born the inspiration ​to write an article. It came gushing out of me; and then, alas, I knew I had passed the point of no return - they would never relent ​until it was in printBear with me, then, while I sift those happy memories ​and try to begin at the beginning
-+ 
-a la Reserve - squelchy ooze up to our knees, water, mud and slosh in all directions; but it was fun - at this stagel +In the first place there were six, a good, rational even number - three boys and three girls. I suspect that I was invited ​later to sway the balance of power, but having little power and a doubtful balance, this worthy plan was doomed ​at the outset. As Goof explained it, his general plan was to spend a leisurely eight days in the Cradle Mt. Reserve, a couple in Queenstown to recuperate(?​),​ and then onto Frenchman'​s ​Cap for a further five days. In theory, at least, it sounded terrific ​and my enthusiasm mountedIt would be a real eye-opener, if we were only lucky with the weather... 
-The Great Doubt had reared its ugly head - was the flour supply plain or self-raising?​ We would make a damperGeof said, and pray that it was S.R. Nobody would risk his reputation on such a venture, so our fearless leader was left to practice what he preached. Despite elaborate precautions,​ the final product was + 
-l6. +The last drizzling hours of 1955 were running out when we set foot in Launceston - a typical Tasmanian welcome, of course. No. 1 objective was Devonport from which point it was reasoned we night reach Waldheim by methods various. (I now know there are only two ways of reaching Waldheim - walking or paying)Our bus disgorged us into a dripping wet Devonport which did not exactly overflow with alluring campsites. We needed no persuasion when Geof discovered two unlocked compartments ​in a carriage at the local station. We were soon stowed safely inside, Grace, Joan and Bev, in the one (the leaking one, they winged), while Goof, Don, Brian and I packed somehow into the other. The outside world prepared to welcome the arrival of 1956 but we cared not, for we were an the brink of greater things... 
-flatter than last year's beer and soggier than the button-grass plains. Calamity Of calamitiesIf we could-only procure some baking powder? Ah, yes, Mac is a grand sport, and so is Mac's wifeShe came good with the leavening and we were saved. + 
-A disturbing incident occurred that nightThe boys were actually tossed out of their cosy quarters so that the girls could partake of a hot billy bath or some such nonsense. Baths in this sort of weather, and only two days out anywayl ​We couldn'​t stand for thisJ As.we exiles ruminated in our bleak Siberia, ​We decided that we must put our foot down firmly and Show them who held the balance of power. The-factional fight which followed, although a ton of boisterous fun, unforitunately ​was far from decisive. How Brian continued to sleep through the melde was a source of wonder. Perhaps ​that was our weakness. +Our guilt complex was such that we found ourselves out on the empty streets in the early dawn of New Year'​s ​Day when most orthodox folk were just going to bed. Motorists were as scarce as hens' teeth, so we just kept bashing it out, that is all except Grace and Bev, who bagged the only eligible car for miles. Of course, the girls had no real trouble at all, but not even my new hat politely raisedcoupled with a distinctive bow, could bring results. Suffice it to say that we dribbled into Sheffield in bits and pieces, ready and willing to hire two cars to take us on. By this time the overcast had grudgingly yielded to patches of blue and our spirits soared. We had reckoned, however, without the Reserve'​s own private "​Hughie",​ and when we finally rolled into Waldheim the skies had opened wide again and our visibility was exactly nil. An all-providing Ranger (Mac) offered us the Picnic Hut for the night for the modest ​fee of 2/- apiece; it was a fine port in any storm. 
-Tuesday, Jan.3rd. It was high time we shook our heels of Waldheim, come hail, rain or snow. Well, we could still count on the rains and before long we were to cop the lot. Our plan was to + 
-reach Windemem Hut and meet up with Monsieur Ingram'​s Party, climbing Cradle and possibly Barn Bluff en rout:+Geof and Don soon staggered in with a monstrous case - it was the Tucker Box sent up from Hobart; and when it was unpacked a veritable mountain of food overflowed a good-sized picnic table. The mathematicians struggled with their figures, the lesser lights with their tin-openers and other paraphernalia until the whole had been divided into two unequal lots. We were food partying four and three, so you can imagine the fun and games in calculating 4/7ths of 5 salamis and the likeFinally the parts were reduced to individual loads and then came the shocker - 16 lbs. a head! But at mealtimes it was worth every ounce; we ate like kings. As I pondered the mountain of flour in my heap, a great taste for dampers ​suddenly camp upon me - bigger and better dampers, and oftener than the Diet Chart said we ought to have them. 
-Score:- Tasmania ​  ​2 + 
-S.B.W. Nil. +The next day dawned with Hughie still working overtime. Did he never take a holiday here? We sought in vain for a glimpse of Cradle Mt. Now and then Little Horn would momentarily shed it cloak just to tantalise us. Eventually ​Geof decided that we should spend our spare day here in the hope of some improvement. We all heartily ​agreed. 
-The murk was imMense. Those two mountains could quite easily not have been there, except for Goof who had once COMB through in good Weather, and who kept torturing us with things like "you usually start the climb from there",​ or "you get the first sight of Barn Bluff here". As we climbed up round Crater Lake, the blizzard struck - sleet at first and then snow, driven at us with all the fury only the Reserve can muster. The icy gale ripped through us, and we no longer cared for peaks and lakes, but only for the shelte, ​of Kitchen Hut. Said hut soon loomed up like a ghostly spectre through the snowstorm, but the Wrest Point couldn'​t have been more attractiveWe fell into it, and were immediately cold and hungry. Only one thing would restore us - a piping hot brew or cocoa+ 
-Aha, we've found tacils ​Here's our recipe for cocoa in Kitchen Hut;2, +__Score__:- Tasmania 1S.B.W. Nil. 
-Take on only piece of timber, calorific value minus one, approx. 24"x 3" x i". Split carefulle ​with machete, save all shavings. Collect two large billies of water, wait until ice'melts and support solidly (i.e. distinctly ​foolproof) over low fire, started with half'a box of matches. Fan fire constantly - don't + 
-waste a calorie - and start wondering how Dot Butler got down chimneyBy the time answer comes second billy will have boiled +Mac transferred us to a fine hut at the back of the Chalet, tariff ​5/- per night, but, mark you, with stretchers, hurricane lamps and all mod. cons. We moved in as the previous weather-bound tenants, a party of Y.H.A. campers, ventured out into the murk. We wished them luck and meant it. In the afternoon the outlook brightened a trifle and we longed for action. ​Geof led off on a jaunt to Hansen'​s Peak, to test our gear and receive our first small ration of scenery, notably Little Horn and Dove Lake. We saw enough to whet our appetites for the rest of that hidden grandeau. I might also add, we were suitably introduced to the General State of Things ​a la Reserve - squelchy ooze up to our knees, water, mud and slosh in all directions; but it was fun - at this stage! 
-the last glowing ember. (If this doesn'​t happen, ​fOl.k, you will k,d just a shade unluckier than we were).' ​Result: Seven bods beaming big, glowing with inner warmth and looking for more punishment. + 
-As we passed the foot of Cradle the clouds parted for an instant as though in modkery, to reveal the towering, jagged peaks. Then all was lost again. We Pushed ​on regardless to the Cradle Cirque, from where, ​Goof said, the whole squad of Reserve giants would parade on a fine day. Today they had been swallowed up in a +The Great Doubt had reared its ugly head - was the flour supply plain or self-raising?​ We would make a damperGeof said, and pray that it was S.R. Nobody would risk his reputation on such a venture, so our fearless leader was left to practice what he preached. Despite elaborate precautions,​ the final product was flatter than last year's beer and soggier than the button-grass plains. Calamity Of calamitiesIf we could only procure some baking powder? Ah, yes, Mac is a grand sport, and so is Mac's wifeShe came good with the leavening and we were saved. 
-17. + 
-great grey maw, but our imaginations were not found wanting. As the day wore on, the blizzards, the morass of the button grass plains and our heavy packs had left their mark. Those last miles had the genuine bushwalker stamp on them, and it was with relief that we gained our goal, there to be rewarded by reunion with our north-bounC friends and handfuls of incomparable scroggin. We settled in to make the hut a S.B.W. monopoly and celebrated the occasion with Xmas Cake, carried by Geof with admirable tenacity of purpose. +A disturbing incident occurred that nightThe boys were actually tossed out of their cosy quarters so that the girls could partake of a hot billy bath or some such nonsense. Baths in this sort of weather, and only two days out anyway! ​We couldn'​t stand for this! As we exiles ruminated in our bleak Siberia, ​we decided that we must put our foot down firmly and show them who held the balance of power. The factional fight which followed, although a ton of boisterous fun, unfortunately ​was far from decisive. How Brian continued to sleep through the melee was a source of wonder. Perhaps ​__that__ ​was our weakness. 
-The next morning there was a hint of better weather in the air, and we set off early, farewelled by Monsieur'​s party with all best wishes. A mile or so out the track climbs to a saddle and here we were held spellbound by our first sight of the Ossa group, at lasts It seemed a curtain had been raised. The photographers,​ chained up for so long, went wild with joyl Shutters clicked incessantly,​ foreground interest (human variety) was arranged and re-arranged like so much stage scenery, while the swirling mists + 
-uncoVered ​now one peak, now another. There was Oakleigh, Pelion East, Thetis, Achilles, and Pelion West. Only the mighty Ossa still +Tuesday, Jan. 3rd. It was high time we shook our heels of Waldheim, come hail, rain or snow. Well, we could still count on the rains and before long we were to cop the lot. Our plan was to reach Windemem Hut and meet up with Monsieur Ingram'​s Party, climbing Cradle and possibly Barn Bluff en route
-guarded her secrets with the jealousy of a veiled maiden. We were given ten brief moments, ​' ​then the show was over. Another ten, and things had returned to normal. A new blizzard was upon us. It raged for an hour while we pressed on  heads down, hands tucked + 
-beneath our sweaters. We stopped for lunch during ​'a sunny spell, +__Score__:- Tasmania 2S.B.W. Nil. 
-and literally fell upon the delectables - damper, biscuits and a vast array of spreads. There were so many that you could use up all + 
-your damper-bisauit ​ration without trying each and every one; it was frustrating. The issue was further complicated by the activitie ​of certain salesmen who insisted on persuading you to try the particular brand they happened to be humping. What a contrast to +The murk was immense. Those two mountains could quite easily not have been there, except for Geof who had once come through in good weather, and who kept torturing us with things like "you usually start the climb from there",​ or "you get the first sight of Barn Bluff here". As we climbed up round Crater Lake, the blizzard struck - sleet at first and then snow, driven at us with all the fury only the Reserve can muster. The icy gale ripped through us, and we no longer cared for peaks and lakes, but only for the shelter ​of Kitchen Hut. Said hut soon loomed up like a ghostly spectre through the snowstorm, but the Wrest Point couldn'​t have been more attractiveWe fell into it, and were immediately cold and hungry. Only one thing would restore us - a piping hot brew or cocoaAha, we've found fuel! Here's our recipe for cocoa in Kitchen Hut
-four days later, when, I remember, some super-optildiSt ​would try scraping out the vegemite tin for theurpteenth ​time. + 
-With the weather now definitely ​an the mend, we waltzed into +Take one only piece of timber, calorific value minus one, approx. 24" x 3" x 1/2". Split carefully ​with machete, save all shavings. Collect two large billies of water, wait until ice melts and support solidly (i.e. __distinctly__ ​foolproof) over low fire, started with half a box of matches. Fan fire constantly - don't waste a calorie - and start wondering how Dot Butler got down chimneyBy the time answer comes second billy will have boiled ​on the last glowing ember. (If this doesn'​t happen, ​folk, you will be just a shade unluckier than we were). Result: Seven bods beaming big, glowing with inner warmth and looking for more punishment. 
-Pelion Hut to find our old friends the Y.H.A. party occupying the better half. If Pelion Hut has accommodation for 16-20 beds, as advertised along the track, then I am Micky Mouse. Nevertheless,​ + 
-it's a fine new hut and only reasonably congested with seven in a +As we passed the foot of Cradle the clouds parted for an instant as though in mockery, to reveal the towering, jagged peaks. Then all was lost again. We pushed ​on regardless to the Cradle Cirque, from where, ​Geof said, the whole squad of Reserve giants would parade on a fine day. Today they had been swallowed up in a great grey maw, but our imaginations were not found wanting. As the day wore on, the blizzards, the morass of the button grass plains and our heavy packs had left their mark. Those last miles had the genuine bushwalker stamp on them, and it was with relief that we gained our goal, there to be rewarded by reunion with our north-bound friends and handfuls of incomparable scroggin. We settled in to make the hut a S.B.W. monopoly and celebrated the occasion with Xmas Cake, carried by Geof with admirable tenacity of purpose. 
-half-section. Anyway, I would rather have walkers crawling all over me than leeches. Talking about these hordes reminds me that we had hardly deleeched before an insidious female revolt broke out - the boys must have a bath! They even hinted we were beginning to + 
-smellHow silly Our pride was hurt. We would have a cold bath, then, just to show 'ern what we were made of So, putting on a bold +The next morning there was a hint of better weather in the air, and we set off early, farewelled by Monsieur'​s party with all best wishes. A mile or so out the track climbs to a saddle and here we were held spellbound by our first sight of the Ossa group. At last! It seemed a curtain had been raised. The photographers,​ chained up for so long, went wild with joy! Shutters clicked incessantly,​ foreground interest (human variety) was arranged and re-arranged like so much stage scenery, while the swirling mists uncovered ​now one peak, now another. There was Oakleigh, Pelion East, Thetis, Achilles, and Pelion West. Only the mighty Ossa still guarded her secrets with the jealousy of a veiled maiden. We were given ten brief moments, then the show was over. Another ten, and things had returned to normal. A new blizzard was upon us. It raged for an hour while we pressed onheads down, hands tucked beneath our sweaters. We stopped for lunch during a sunny spell, and literally fell upon the delectables - damper, biscuits and a vast array of spreads. There were so many that you could use up all your damper-biscuit ​ration without trying each and every one; it was frustrating. The issue was further complicated by the activities ​of certain salesmen who insisted on persuading you to try the particular brand they happened to be humping. What a contrast to four days later, when, I remember, some super-optimist ​would try scraping out the vegemite tin for the umpteenth ​time. 
-front but with trepidation in our hearts, we advanced on the local + 
-creek. Denuded and shivering, and pondering the icy stream, the idea suamed ​more absurd than ever, but we had committed ourselves. The ensuing screams, I believe, were heard at Lake St. Clair. The +With the weather now definitely ​on the mend, we waltzed into Pelion Hut to find our old friends the Y.H.A. party occupying the better half. If Pelion Hut has accommodation for 16-20 beds, as advertised along the track, then I am Micky Mouse. Nevertheless,​ it's a fine new hut and only reasonably congested with seven in a half-section. Anyway, I would rather have walkers crawling all over me than leeches. Talking about these hordes reminds me that we had hardly deleeched before an insidious female revolt broke out - the boys must have a bath! They even hinted we were beginning to smellHow sillyOur pride was hurt. We would have a cold bath, then, just to show 'em what we were made ofSo, putting on a bold front but with trepidation in our hearts, we advanced on the local creek. Denuded and shivering, and pondering the icy stream, the idea seemed ​more absurd than ever, but we had committed ourselves. The ensuing screams, I believe, were heard at Lake St. Clair. The agony was supreme, but we were able to go back with that air of superiority - no billy baths for us (worse ​luck!) 
-agony was supremo, but we were able to go back with that air of superiority - no billy baths forus (worse ​luckS+ 
-I woke up that night with a strange hot feeling in my feet. +I woke up that night with a strange hot feeling in my feet. I had a blood bath on my hands, or rather, feetA distinctly distended leech had been holding a party inside Geof'​s ​bed socks (which I was wearing). I was furious (so was Geof). Later on I had a hideous nightmare in which enormous leeches the size of pythons were pinning ​me down while their comrades prepared to feast off me like vampires. 
-I had a blood bath on my hands, or rather, feet A distinctly distended leech had been holding a party inside Geof'​s ​bod socks + 
-(which I was wearing). I was furious (so was Geof). Later on I had a hideous nightmare in which enormous leeches the size of pythons +Thursday, Jan. 5th, was our "​rest"​ day at Pelion. It is notable mainly for the abortive attempt on Mt. Oakleigh, the Prize Damper, and for the turn in the tide of our affairs. The weather had improved ​to a few odd showers and a goodly lot of blue sky. We started off with two light packs and seven much lighter hearts. The approach to Oakleigh, thoughproved a real map and compass job, and after a couple of hours of exploration we had still failed to find a negotiable route through the thick timber which barred our way to the mountain proper. Recollections of lesser walkers taking 90 minutes from hut to summit, and similar references in the hut book, cut us to the quick. Something had gone wrong. We re-traced ​our steps and were almost home again when the SIGN was discovered. It pointed to the orthodox route, a good walking track, leading straight to the mountainWe could have chewed chunks out of it, so great was our frustration. In defence, the tracks are not at all clear in the vicinity of the hut, and we had by-passed it in the morning by no more than twenty yards. 
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-were pinning ​MB down while their comrades prepared to feast off me like vampires. +__Score__:- Tasmania 3S.B.WNil
-Thursday, Jan. 5th, was our"​rest"​ day at Pelion. It is notable mainly for the abortive attempt on Mt. Oakleigh, the Prize Damper, and for the turn in the tide of our affairs. The weather had improy ed to a few odd showers and a goodly lot of blue sky. We started off with two light packs and seven much lighter hearts. The approach to Oakleigh, though ​proved a real map and compass job, and after a couple of hours of exploration we had still failed to find a negotiable route through the thick timber which barred' ​our way to the mountain proper. Recollections of lesser walkers taking 90 minutes from hut to summit, and similar references in the hut book, cut us to the quick. Something had gone wrong. We re-' ​traced ​Our steps and wore almost home again when the SIGN was discovered. It pointed to the orthodox route, a good walking track, leading straight to the mountainWe could have chewed chunks out (:):. it, so great was our frustration. In defence, the tracks are not at all clear in the vicinity of the hut, and we had by-passed it in the morning by no more than twenty yards. + 
-Score:- Tasmania 3 +However, in our ramblings we had gained some fine views of the surrounding peaks, including Cradle Mt. and Barn Bluff, now well to the north. Ossa alone was still brewing ​its own illicit weather ​and simply refused to come out of hiding. That would be for __another__ ​day, we promised ​ourselves! 
-S B       ​Nil + 
-However, in our ramblings we had gained some fine views of the surrounding peaks, including Cradle Mt. and Barn Bluff, now well to the north. ​'Ossa alone was still breviing ​its own illicit weather simply refused to come out of hiding. That would be for another  ​day, we promised ​ourselvesi; +Geof conceived the brilliant thought of a fire out in the open for our evening meal. It was a revolutionary idea and a mighty one, no furious fire fanning, no congestion - we revelled in it. This may sound strange for S.B.Ws., but it's easy to develop a "​hut ​complex" ​in the Reserve, especially in uncertain weather. This event was undoubtedly the turning point in our destinies. After tea came Damper Time. With infinite care Bev uncovered her latest creation. We goggled; it was collossal - a thing of beauty, baked golden brown all over, perfectly proportioned from every angle and risen like a sea sponge. I made a speech and decorated her with the aluminium medallion (my plate) for damper-making. ​From that day on there was always great competition to make the damper. It became a ritual, full of speculation and excitement. After the thing was mixed and lidded up the favoured one would reverently place it in the coals and we would all hover round and wait, expectancy in every breath. Then the crucial moment when its creator triumphantly pronounced it __done__. There were numerous formulas for determining the end point, the state of general tension and the maker'​s personality being most importantAnd when the lid was taken off - well, sometimes it was an anticlimax. Dampers are like people - there are not two the same; an although we tried very hard, we just couldn'​t ​quite match the Price perfection. 
-Goof conceived the brilliant thought of a fire out in the open for our evening meal. It was a revolutionary idea and a mighty one, no furious fire fanning, no congestion - we revelled in it. This may sound strange for S.B.Ws., but it's easy to develop a "​hut ​compl in the Reserve, especially in uncertain weather. This event was undoubtedly the turning point in our destinies. After tea came Damper Time. With infinite care Bev uncovered her latest creation. We goggled; it was collossal - a thing of beauty, baked golden brown all over, perfectly proportioned from every angle and risen like a sea sponge. I made a speech and decorated her with the aluminium medallion (my plate) for (lamer-making. ​Pram that daymin ​there was always great competition to make the damper. It became a ritual0ful ​of speculation and excitement. After the thing was mixed and lidded up the favoured one would reverently place it in the coals and we would all hover round and wait, expectancy in every breath. Then the crucial moment when its creator triumphantly pronounced it done. There were numerous formulas for determining the end point, the stat of general tension and the maker'​s personality being most important And when the lid wAis taken off - 'well, sometimes it was an anticlimax. Dampers are like people - there are not two the same; an although we tried very hard, we just couldnit ​quite match the Price perfection. + 
-We bedded down early that night, for we had great hopes for the morrow. It just had to be fines We were going to climb Ossa or bus' +We bedded down early that night, for we had great hopes for the morrow. It just __had__ ​to be fine! We were going to climb Ossa or bust. 
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 +===== The Wettest Journey In The World. ===== 
 - Dot Butler - Dot Butler
-Sow well known to Bushwalkers the summer trip - the silent sunbaked ridges under the hard blue-white February sky; the'​pitiless inescapable sun; the hot eucalyptus-scented bush; tinder-dry sticks of dead wood; stagnant pot-holes of water in the dried creek beds; 
-streams of perspiration trickling down dusty limbs. Well, you can 
-0 
-# forget all that for the next few pages. This is a journey into a new 
-world. 
-The trip was thought up by Colin, to know whom is a Itberal education. If he had never-been born it would have been necessary invent him. The wildly exciting schemes that have their genesis in the Putt mind leave the brain of r,rdinary mortals reeling. When backed up by enthusiasts like Stitt and Garth, whose curves of adventure swoop up like a brace of departing jets, the result is terrific. When further supported by Snow and the Admiral and a few more of us, it's a case of when an irresistible force meets an immovable object, Heaven help the immovable objectl 
-The planned trip was to be from Katoomba across Narrow Neck to a cave near Coral Swamp where we would camp Friday night, than down Taro's Ladder and Black Dog Ridge to the Cox,. Here Ulysses Putt and his mariners would construct a couple of rafts and then "fare forth over the wine dark sea", as Homer tells us, to Harry'​s Humpy..."​if there is enough water in the Cox to float the rafts',"​ said Colin. 
-The previous week Ulysses and his crew combed the auto-wreckers'​ dumps for discarded lorry inner-tubes,​ and becata the owners of grea whopping tubes, some of which looked like cross-'​3ections of a sperth whale. 
-Three cars and Garth'​s fadeless wonderbike were to meet at Penrith Telephone Exchange, and proceed in convoy to Katoomba, while Colin, Keith, The Admiral and myself were to go by train. As we four left Central the sky-written intentions of the weather bore out the Meterological Bureau'​s forecast of scattered rain and thunderstorms - a rank understatement.:​ twenty inches of rain in the week-end is not adequately described by the expression "​scattered rain." 
-After a leisurely trip up, what time the weather worsened and Colin mended punctures, we reached Katoomba and emerged loaded down with the usual gear plus rope and inner tubes and watertight tins in a paper parcel, and Colin with an axe handle poking through the top of his pack and a life jacket and a hme-mado bellows whose vital par was a tin labelled "​Lactogol,​ for Nursing Mothers",​ and Keith with five pairs of socks and much camera gear besides his three tyres. 
-In driving rain we piled ourselves and packs into a waiting taxi 
-0 and so oUt to the shelter shed at Narrow Neck. As there was no one to white-ant the white ants, the suggestion that we camp in the shelter shed for the night instead of dragging out to Coral Swamp met with unanimous approval. We laid out our inner tubes on the floor and seats, laid ourselves in our sleeping bags on top of them, and b7! 10 o'​clock were asleep. From time to time during the n ight we woulc! be wakened by a heavy sighing proceeding from the Anderson couch. "Gee, the Admiral'​s not taking it too well," we thought, but discovel- 
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-ed in the morning that the sighing proceeded from the valve of his tube as he changed his position in sleep. At midnight voices of new arrivals woke us up, but it was not Snow and party but a couple of Rover scouts who bedded down on the concrete alongside us. All night long the rain drummed on the roof. About 5 a.m. a faint lightening of the sky colour indicated dawn was at hand, so we stowed our gear into our packs and hit the trail immediately;​ we would make a fire and cook breakfast at Coral Swamp where the other more intrepid bods would have camped for the night. We plunged through the wet bushes behind the shelter shed and so down to the track in falling rain. 
-In the partial shelter of the trees at Coral Swamp we stop for breakfast. Our leader hands us a box of matches and a stub of candl and says, "You get a fire going while I chop down some wood,"​..and the mind takes a photograph, which will remain when all paper has perished, of a figure dimmed by mist chopping away with clean,​powerful strokes, and a couple of others in the slanting rain crouched over a lighted candle-end building a delicate little pagoda of stick. above it. The tree crashes to the ground, the trembling skeleton of a damp twig burns in our embryo fire - and the shutter snaps. What need is there for a paper print when the scene is photographed on the mind for all time? 
-We soon had a good hot fire. Breakfast disposed of we went up to the cave, but there was no sign of its having been used by the others, so we wrote a message in the wet sand and departed - through watery wastes of swampland whore button-grass waved its long tassel-tipped stalks in our faces, out to the open heath land. There was something sinister about the hooded figures flitting i-Ihrough the wild weather. "​Listen,"​ said the Admiral confidentially during one of our periodic stops while we waited for Keith to catch up, "I don?t want to insult you other two, but I feel like one of Macbeth'​s witches on their blasted heath."​ "​Double,​ double, toil and trouble moaned the voice of the storm. When Keith caught up we relieved him of his three tubes and from then on he kept up. 
-All the wise green growing things were rioting enthusiastically 
-in the wet; the rocky crags on our right looked like indistinct paintings through the veil of white rain as they dropped away into misty nothingness below. Glen Raphael pool was running abanker as we skirted round it, then out past the shelter cave and down Taro's Ladder to reach Black Dog track. While we kept moving the leeches didn'​It bother us much, but if we stopped for a mement they would be seen wavering sightlessly but unerringly towards us - small brown and larger reddish striped ones, and all crazy for blood. 
-By lunch time we were at the cave on Black Dog track about a quarter hour from the Cox. The rain still pelted down. The old hil: held their breath and cowered under the deluge. Here we decf.ded to wait in case the others were coming, and have lunch. We had heard a shout earlier, but as we got no reply to our answering chorus we presumed it was our two Rover friends of the previous night. 
-While the Admiral finished eating and Colin mended the last punctures, Keith and I excavated sleeping platforms for 4 in a huge heap of powder-fine and in the adjoining cave, Then, leaving our 
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-gear in the cave where we planuedtp spend the night, we took tubes and rope and axe and sped down the track to the Cox where we would make our raft for the morrow'​s adventure. How flooded would the Co:, be? we wondered. We soon knew. We found ourselves gazing on a great turbulent brown sea,our ears dulled by the unending roar of 
-the flood, and sitting in the mud of the foam-lapped bank what shou:- startlingly meet our eyes but five packs and the sodden remnents of various lunches...but not a sign of their awners. It passed througl. 
-a 
-our minds that they might have been swept away in a body, but a 
- ​search a hundred yards further down.at the junction of Black Dog crk revealed our amphibians hard at it. 'Their raft was rapidly taking shape. Garth and Pote were tying tubes on to the wooden framework. Watching them was Snow, draped in his red-White-and-blue groundsheet and looking like a rather dissolute Lady Britannia who has been out all night in the rain. Stan was eying the Cox with a gleam in his eye, but also thinking of his new infant due shortly and wondering if he ought to risk leaving the poor little blighter an orphan,and the inscrutable Dalai Lama, seated all wet on a wet long, brooded over Things in General and ru-ctin ted on Life's Simple Pleasures. We learnt that they had spent the night at Snow's place at Katoomba, all snug and dry on the floor, then had belted out along Narrow Neck and passed us as we lunched in our cave. It was Stan's shout we 
-had heard. Their raft was just about comPleted and they were all for embarking for Harry'​s Humpy that afternoon. 
-Now, this splitting up of the party was not a good thing, and wiz rapidly marshalled all our arguments -against it. The most important, 
-of course, Was that we would be denied the pleasure of their company 
- on the perilous trip, but we thought up a, lot of herrings to throw 
-across the trail before we' admitted it, namely Coat Harrys Humpy had no roof on it, and the cOrrugated iron walls had also been removed 1D-1 the timber vutters. 7'in fact there wasno Harry'​s Humpy to offer 'them shelter for the night when they arrived without tents, wet and half drowned, if not quite. We also pointed out the dangers 'of goihs it alone amidbt the snags and rapids and flotsam of dead trees and 
-COWS and inflated WOMbatS. We painted a glowing picture of our nice snug ten-man sleeping'​Caveland the cooking annex with its beaut big 
  
-fire reflecting heat off 'the 'Walls; they could dry out everything and enjoy life tomorrow. After expending a great deftl of verbal froth and them still not convinced, the brilliant thought occurred that Colin was the leaderand.ought to be consulted. Colin thought +How well known to Bushwalkers the summer trip - the silent sunbaked ridges under the hard blue-white February sky; the pitiless inescapable sun; the hot eucalyptus-scented bush; tinder-dry sticks of dead wood; stagnant pot-holes of water in the dried creek beds; streams of perspiration trickling down dusty limbs. Well, you can forget all that for the next few pages. This is a journey into a new world. 
-THEY SHOULD ALL KEEP TOGETHER, and the day was won. Just as simple as that.  + 
-During all this time we were occupiQd ​in inflating our half dozen tubes. The bellows didn't work and Garthhadn't brought a pump, so it was a case of blow, bullies, ​blows We lay with our rubber pythons on the drenched sand as the rain poured down, lookinc ​wet and slug-like and antedeluvian and BLEW and BLEW and blew... +The trip was thought up by Colin, to know whom is a Liberal education. If he had never been born it would have been necessary to invent him. The wildly exciting schemes that have their genesis in the Putt mind leave the brain of ordinary mortals reeling. When backed up by enthusiasts like Stitt and Garth, whose curves of adventure swoop up like a brace of departing jets, the result is terrific. When further supported by Snow and the Admiral and a few more of us, it's a case of when an irresistible force meets an immovable object, Heaven help the immovable object! 
-' ​Well,, the first raft was now finished ​end they must at least test it out. It was launched forthwith.' ​Peterleapt aboard with a long pole, and the raft remained above water.' ​Then Garth leapt on, and it submerged a few inches, but as soon as it got into the rush of the Black Dog Creek effluent off.it went in 'fine style, ​cur two heros receeding into the distance looking like a couple of coolies in a flooded rice field. They poled down in the relatively calm + 
-22. +The planned trip was to be from Katoomba across Narrow Neck to a cave near Coral Swamp where we would camp Friday night, than down Taro's Ladder and Black Dog Ridge to the Cox. Here Ulysses Putt and his mariners would construct a couple of rafts and then "fare forth over the wine dark sea", as Homer tells us, to Harry'​s Humpy... "if there is enough water in the Cox to float the rafts,"​ said Colin. 
-water near the bank, then got ashore and dragged their craft back towards their starting point, but there they were still separated from us by Black Dog Creek which was rising rapidly all the time + 
-Colin, meanwhile, was at work on the other raft, and had cut up most of the rope to tie its framework together. But we borrowed what was left of it, extending it with a few yards of sashcord and flung an end over the creek so Pete and Garth could tie the raft to it and we could pull it over Garth got aboard as passenger and we started pulling, but of course the cord snapped and away shot the raft, turnineover ​and tipping Garth off underneath. We watched till he emerged, and he managed to swim to thebank with it. +The previous week Ulysses and his crew combed the auto-wreckers'​ dumps for discarded lorry inner-tubes,​ and became the owners of great whopping tubes, some of which looked like cross-sections of a sperm whale. 
-But now Celin demanded the return of his rope so he could finish his job, so our two adventurers pulled their raft well up thc hillside and came back with the rope, hoping to negotiate a way eve the creek without the raft. A hundred yards up the creek a fallen tree spanned the stream, but it was slimy and precarious and if they had fallen off they would have been dashed to pieces over the waterfall below, so it was a case of fording the creek after allAt our feet lay a long sapling which we hoisted over the water to make a handrail, and while four braced it against a tree our side and Pete held it on the other side, Garth plunged into the flood an-- came across hand over hand. We thought we were going to losT him when he got to the middle, and Colin dashed out into the water to give him a helping hand, and with something of relief we welcomed on to our bank. Peter followed, and there we were all together again. It was now about 5 o'​clock,​ so we stuck a row of sticks in the mud so we could measure how the water rose or 'fell by the morning, then headed up the track to the cave, the other party complain, ing bitterly at having to carry their packs up the hill again when they had already carried them down. + 
-The congestion was more than somewhat as the five new arrivals strove to dry out their gear round the cooking fire, so I added my meat to someone else's stew and adjourned to the adjoining cave to enlarge the sleeping ​platformsto ​take another five. I returned to our cooking cave to hear the leader castigating a grinning Stitt "​Damme,"​ says our forthright leader, "He borrows my billy and returns it dirty - well, with not enough of his lousy stew in it for it to be anything but a damned insult."​ Pete protested in +Three cars and Garth'​s fadeless wonderbike were to meet at Penrith Telephone Exchange, and proceed in convoy to Katoomba, while Colin, Keith, The Admiral and myself were to go by train. As we four left Central the sky-written intentions of the weather bore out the Meterological Bureau'​s forecast of scattered rain and thunderstorms - a rank understatement! twenty inches of rain in the week-end is not adequately described by the expression "​scattered rain."​ 
-vain that the murk stuck to the bottom of the billy was Colin'​s + 
-share of the stew. With the dinner debris cleaned up a bit and +After a leisurely trip up, what time the weather worsened and Colin mended punctures, we reached Katoomba and emerged loaded down with the usual gear plus rope and inner tubes and watertight tins in a paper parcel, and Colin with an axe handle poking through the top of his pack and a life jacket and a home-made bellows whose vital part was a tin labelled "​Lactogol,​ for Nursing Mothers",​ and Keith with five pairs of socks and much camera gear besides his three tyres. 
-wet clothes hung up on rocks, we headed next door for bed. + 
-It looked really wonderfUl when they were all in - something like the Western District'​s exhibit at the Royal Easter Show, or like the descending layers of Hell in Dante'​s Inferno. On the top tier was Colin resembling a somewhat badly erected A tent as his ledge was only 5 ft long and he had to bend at the knees. The +In driving rain we piled ourselves and packs into a waiting taxi and so out to the shelter shed at Narrow Neck. As there was no one to white-ant the white ants, the suggestion that we camp in the shelter shed for the night instead of dragging out to Coral Swamp met with unanimous approval. We laid out our inner tubes on the floor and seats, laid ourselves in our sleeping bags on top of them, and b7! 10 o'​clock were asleep. From time to time during the night we would be wakened by a heavy sighing proceeding from the Anderson couch. "Gee, the Admiral'​s not taking it too well," we thought, but discovered in the morning that the sighing proceeded from the valve of his tube as he changed his position in sleep. At midnight voices of new arrivals woke us up, but it was not Snow and party but a couple of Rover scouts who bedded down on the concrete alongside us. All night long the rain drummed on the roof. About 5 a.m. a faint lightening of the sky colour indicated dawn was at hand, so we stowed our gear into our packs and hit the trail immediately;​ we would make a fire and cook breakfast at Coral Swamp where the other more intrepid bods would have camped for the night. We plunged through the wet bushes behind the shelter shed and so down to the track in falling rain. 
-nexttier was occupied by Garth, Pete, Dot  Snow and Keith, who were all right while they slept diagonally but found their legs dangling over outer space and unsupported from the knees down if the + 
-got themselves across the 4 ftwide platform. Rather ​precariousl ​placed on the next level down the Dalai Lama and Stan lay coiled up +In the partial shelter of the trees at Coral Swamp we stop for breakfast. Our leader hands us a box of matches and a stub of candle and says, "You get a fire going while I chop down some wood,"​.. and the mind takes a photograph, which will remain when all paper has perished, of a figure dimmed by mist chopping away with clean, powerful strokes, and a couple of others in the slanting rain crouched over a lighted candle-end building a delicate little pagoda of sticks above it. The tree crashes to the ground, the trembling skeleton of a damp twig burns in our embryo fire - and the shutter snaps. What need is there for a paper print when the scene is photographed on the mind for all time? 
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-in a state of apprehension,​ expecting stones or sand or bodies to come rolling down from the upper strata and land woomph on their stomachs. In the lowest depths of Hell (if we accept the second ​sinile) was the Admiral, quite oblivious of the honour we had bestowed upon him by giving him as a mattress a heap of the only dry leaves in the place. But despite everything we slept soft and warm in our talcum-dust wallows, lulled to sleep by the thousand voices of the storm. +We soon had a good hot fire. Breakfast disposed of we went up to the cave, but there was no sign of its having been used by the others, so we wrote a message in the wet sand and departed - through watery wastes of swampland where button-grass waved its long tassel-tipped stalks in our faces, out to the open heath land. There was something sinister about the hooded figures flitting through the wild weather. "​Listen,"​ said the Admiral confidentially during one of our periodic stops while we waited for Keith to catch up, "I don't want to insult you other two, but I feel like one of Macbeth'​s witches on their blasted heath."​ "​Double,​ double, toil and trouble"​ moaned the voice of the storm. When Keith caught up we relieved him of his three tubes and from then on he kept up. 
-First light showed a boistrous morning. "think,"​ said Colin, looking out at the wildly tossing rain-drenched branches, "I think the Cox will be up further,"​ and his words were uhderlined ​and emphasised by the sound of steady pouring rain, the boom of Black Deg Creek heard above the roaring wind, and the sight of great foaming ribbons of cateracts pouring down the sides of Red Dog and shooting out in a wide arc off Tiwilla. + 
-"Time to get up," said the leader, but the party found it snugger to burrow abed, lapped in eiderdown to the eyebrows, than to leap out into the cold and wet. But Colin is made of the stern stuff reserved for the manufacture of heros, and he rolled out of the warm wet bit of filter cloth he flatters by the name of blanket sleeping-bag and got the fire going. It was an easy matter to rouse the others by merely rolling them down the slope on to the long- suffering Dalai Lama and Stan, although it took two of us to dislodg, ​Garth who dug in like an echidna(' +All the wise green growing things were rioting enthusiastically in the wet; the rocky crags on our right looked like indistinct paintings through the veil of white rain as they dropped away into misty nothingness below. Glen Raphael pool was running abanker as we skirted round it, then out past the shelter cave and down Taro's Ladder to reach Black Dog track. While we kept moving the leeches didn't bother us much, but if we stopped for a moment they would be seen wavering sightlessly but unerringly towards us - small brown and larger reddish striped ones, and all crazy for blood. 
-8 a.m saw most of us setting off forlthe ​river again. The Admiral and Keith stayed back at the cave to keep the fire warm. + 
-We found the flood had risen and completely ​washcd ​away our measurinE ​sticks, in fact the small stretch of beach where the first raft had been constructed was now well under water. The Cox rushed along with great pressure waves leaping from its surface. Garth was in his element. With sundry millions of people in Eastern Australia saying "Damn the rain", here at least was one who was happy about it He stood regarding it with a rapt expression on his face. "​What'​s Garth up to?" we wondered. "​Don'​t interrupt him," said the Dalai Lama, "​He'​s working out the square root of 7." After a lengthy +By lunch time we were at the cave on Black Dog track about a quarter hour from the Cox. The rain still pelted down. The old hills held their breath and cowered under the deluge. Here we decided to wait in case the others were coming, and have lunch. We had heard a shout earlier, but as we got no reply to our answering chorus we presumed it was our two Rover friends of the previous night. 
-multiplication our hydrologist was able to tell us in cu.secs0 how much water was belting down the Cox. Another little calculation produced us the depth of the river (40 ft.), and a pacing along the bank taking sightings on a rock on the other side gave us the width of the yellow flood (about 250 ft.). We thought back to the time we had strolled through it on the last 85-miler scarcely wet above the ankles. + 
-Despite an ominous grinding of hidden boulders rumbling down the rocky creek bed, Pete insisted he must swim Black Dog Creek9 ​now much wider than yesterday, and put his raft in a safer hiding place for future use. He did too, clad in snorkels mask and flippers, and returned the same way safe and sound. Then we hid Colin'​s raft too, retrieved the Dalai Lama's lunch which he had left on the previous day, and tramped off up the hill to the cave. We will came back +While the Admiral finished eating and Colin mended the last punctures, Keith and I excavated sleeping platforms for 4 in a huge heap of powder-fine sand in the adjoining cave. Then, leaving our gear in the cave where we planned to spend the night, we took tubes and rope and axe and sped down the track to the Cox where we would make our raft for the morrow'​s adventure. How flooded would the Cox be? we wondered. We soon knew. We found ourselves gazing on a great turbulent brown sea, our ears dulled by the unending roar of the flood, and sitting in the mud of the foam-lapped bank what should startlingly meet our eyes but five packs and the sodden remnants of various lunches... but not a sign of their owners. It passed through our minds that they might have been swept away in a body, but a search a hundred yards further down at the junction of Black Dog creek revealed our amphibians hard at it. Their raft was rapidly taking shape. Garth and Pete were tying tubes on to the wooden framework. Watching them was Snow, draped in his red-white-and-blue groundsheet and looking like a rather dissolute Lady Britannia who has been out all night in the rain. Stan was eying the Cox with a gleam in his eye, but also thinking of his new infant due shortly and wondering if he ought to risk leaving the poor little blighter an orphan, and the inscrutable Dalai Lama, seated all wet on a wet long, brooded over Things in General and ruminated on Life's Simple Pleasures. We learnt that they had spent the night at Snow's place at Katoomba, all snug and dry on the floor, then had belted out along Narrow Neck and passed us as we lunched in our cave. It was Stan's shout we had heard. Their raft was just about completed and they were all for embarking for Harry'​s Humpy that afternoon. 
-again some day soon and finish the trip, and that part of the story will be Part 2. + 
-' +Now, this splitting up of the party was not a good thing, and we rapidly marshalled all our arguments against it. The most important, of course, was that we would be denied the pleasure of their company on the perilous trip, but we thought up a lot of herrings to throw across the trail before we admitted it, namely that Harry'​s Humpy had no roof on it, and the corrugated iron walls had also been removed by the timber cutters - in fact there __was__ no Harry'​s Humpy to offer them shelter for the night when they arrived without tents, wet and half drowned, if not quite. We also pointed out the dangers of going it alone amidst the snags and rapids and flotsam of dead trees and cows and inflated wombats. We painted a glowing picture of our nice snug ten-man sleeping cave, and the cooking annex with its beaut big fire reflecting heat off the walls; they could dry out everything and enjoy life tomorrow. After expending a great deal of verbal froth and them still not convinced, the brilliant thought occurred that Colin was the leader and ought to be consulted. Colin thought ​__they should all keep together__, and the day was won. Just as simple as that. 
-4 + 
-ADDITIVES or +During all this time we were occupied ​in inflating our half dozen tubes. The bellows didn't work and Garth hadn't brought a pump, so it was a case of blow, bullies, ​blow! We lay with our rubber pythons on the drenched sand as the rain poured down, looking ​wet and slug-like and antedeluvianand BLEW and BLEW and blew... 
-PADDY4M1DE GEAR plus + 
 +Well, the first raft was now finished ​and they must at least test it out. It was launched forthwith. Peter leapt aboard with a long pole, and the raft remained above water. Then Garth leapt on, and it submerged a few inches, but as soon as it got into the rush of the Black Dog Creek effluent off it went in fine style, ​our two heros receeding into the distance looking like a couple of coolies in a flooded rice field. They poled down in the relatively calm water near the bank, then got ashore and dragged their craft back towards their starting point, but there they were still separated from us by Black Dog Creek which was rising rapidly all the time
 + 
 +Colin, meanwhile, was at work on the other raft, and had cut up most of the rope to tie its framework together. But we borrowed what was left of it, extending it with a few yards of sashcord and flung an end over the creek so Pete and Garth could tie the raft to it and we could pull it overGarth got aboard as passenger and we started pulling, but of course the cord snapped and away shot the raft, turning over and tipping Garth off underneath. We watched till he emerged, and he managed to swim to the bank with it. 
 + 
 +But now Colin demanded the return of his rope so he could finish his job, so our two adventurers pulled their raft well up the hillside and came back with the rope, hoping to negotiate a way over the creek without the raft. A hundred yards up the creek a fallen tree spanned the stream, but it was slimy and precarious and if they had fallen off they would have been dashed to pieces over the waterfall below, so it was a case of fording the creek after allAt our feet lay a long sapling which we hoisted over the water to make a handrail, and while four braced it against a tree our side and Pete held it on the other side, Garth plunged into the flood and came across hand over hand. We thought we were going to lose him when he got to the middle, and Colin dashed out into the water to give him a helping hand, and with something of relief we welcomed ​him on to our bank. Peter followed, and there we were all together again. It was now about 5 o'​clock,​ so we stuck a row of sticks in the mud so we could measure how the water rose or fell by the morning, then headed up the track to the cave, the other party complaining ​bitterly at having to carry their packs up the hill again when they had already carried them down. 
 + 
 +The congestion was more than somewhat as the five new arrivals strove to dry out their gear round the cooking fire, so I added my meat to someone else's stew and adjourned to the adjoining cave to enlarge the sleeping ​platforms to take another five. I returned to our cooking cave to hear the leader castigating a grinning Stitt "​Damme,"​ says our forthright leader, "He borrows my billy and returns it dirty - well, with not enough of his lousy stew in it for it to be anything but a damned insult."​ Pete protested in vain that the murk stuck to the bottom of the billy was Colin'​s share of the stew. With the dinner debris cleaned up a bit and wet clothes hung up on rocks, we headed next door for bed. 
 + 
 +It looked really wonderfUl when they were all in - something like the Western District'​s exhibit at the Royal Easter Show, or like the descending layers of Hell in Dante'​s Inferno. On the top tier was Colin resembling a somewhat badly erected A tent as his ledge was only 5 ft long and he had to bend at the knees. The next tier was occupied by Garth, Pete, DotSnow and Keith, who were all right while they slept diagonally but found their legs dangling over outer space and unsupported from the knees down if they got themselves across the 4 ftwide platform. Rather ​precariously ​placed on the next level down the Dalai Lama and Stan lay coiled up in a state of apprehension,​ expecting stones or sand or bodies to come rolling down from the upper strata and land woomph on their stomachs. In the lowest depths of Hell (if we accept the second ​simile) was the Admiral, quite oblivious of the honour we had bestowed upon him by giving him as a mattress a heap of the only dry leaves in the place. But despite everything we slept soft and warm in our talcum-dust wallows, lulled to sleep by the thousand voices of the storm. 
 + 
 +First light showed a boistrous morning. "think,"​ said Colin, looking out at the wildly tossing rain-drenched branches, "I think the Cox will be up further,"​ and his words were underlined ​and emphasised by the sound of steady pouring rain, the boom of Black Deg Creek heard above the roaring wind, and the sight of great foaming ribbons of cateracts pouring down the sides of Red Dog and shooting out in a wide arc off Tiwilla. 
 + 
 +"Time to get up," said the leader, but the party found it snugger to burrow abed, lapped in eiderdown to the eyebrows, than to leap out into the cold and wet. But Colin is made of the stern stuff reserved for the manufacture of heros, and he rolled out of the warm wet bit of filter cloth he flatters by the name of blanket sleeping-bag and got the fire going. It was an easy matter to rouse the others by merely rolling them down the slope on to the long-suffering Dalai Lama and Stan, although it took two of us to dislodge ​Garth who dug in like an echidna
 + 
 +8 a.msaw most of us setting off for the river again. The Admiral and Keith stayed back at the cave to keep the fire warm. We found the flood had risen and completely ​washed ​away our measuring ​sticks, in fact the small stretch of beach where the first raft had been constructed was now well under water. The Cox rushed along with great pressure waves leaping from its surface. Garth was in his element. With sundry millions of people in Eastern Australia saying "Damn the rain", here at least was one who was happy about itHe stood regarding it with a rapt expression on his face. "​What'​s Garth up to?" we wondered. "​Don'​t interrupt him," said the Dalai Lama, "​He'​s working out the square root of 7." After a lengthy multiplication our hydrologist was able to tell us in cu.secs. how much water was belting down the Cox. Another little calculation produced us the depth of the river (40 ft.), and a pacing along the bank taking sightings on a rock on the other side gave us the width of the yellow flood (about 250 ft.). We thought back to the time we had strolled through it on the last 85-miler scarcely wet above the ankles. 
 + 
 +Despite an ominous grinding of hidden boulders rumbling down the rocky creek bed, Pete insisted he must swim Black Dog Creek, ​now much wider than yesterday, and put his raft in a safer hiding place for future use. He did too, clad in snorkels mask and flippers, and returned the same way safe and sound. Then we hid Colin'​s raft too, retrieved the Dalai Lama's lunch which he had left on the previous day, and tramped off up the hill to the cave. We will came back again some day soon and finish the trip, and that part of the story will be Part 2. 
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-The necessity for additives ​Is, of course, an admission that the original product is not quite good enough.+ 
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-PADDY PAWN + 
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