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 +===== Federation Report - May. =====
  
-FEDERATION REPORT MAY 
 - Brian G. Harvey - Brian G. Harvey
-INFORMATION SECTION: Clubs shortly will receive a supply of Trip Reports to be completed by the leaders of walks selected from Clubs' Walks Programmes, for the information of the general public at Paddy Pallinfs shop. The completed forms should be returned to the Information Officer, q/- Paddy Pallin Pty.Ltd., 201 Castlereagh StSydney + 
-FEDERATION BULLETIN: It was resolved that a copy of the Bulletin be f-7).Fira-FaTa-73eWClub delegateClubs are asked to advise Federation secretary the necessary details of names and addresses. +=== Information Section=== 
-PANORAML. LOOKOUT: Steps are being taken to obtain details of the land tenure of the Panorama Lookout, Kurrajong Heights, with a view ,to approaching the Dept. of Lands for resumption of the area as a reserve. + 
-HONORARY TREASURER: The position remains vacant and an appeal has been made to affiliated clubs to respond with a nomination. +Clubs shortly will receive a supply of Trip Reports to be completed by the leaders of walks selected from Clubs' Walks Programmes, for the information of the general public at Paddy Pallin'shop. The completed forms should be returned to the Information Officer, C/- Paddy Pallin Pty.Ltd., 201 Castlereagh St., Sydney. 
-CLUB APATHY: A letter was addressed to each of ten Clubs pointing + 
-FEFETEEFEEeir delegates did not attend Federation Council meetings and asking for greater support in Federation work. +=== Federation Bulletin=== 
-SEARCH RESCUE SECTION: It was reported that a party from the Bushcraft association was one day overdue from a trip to St. Helena. The section considered the acquisition of transceiver radios an advantage but insufficient funds were held to make any purchases. + 
-OVERSEAS WALKING ACTIVITIES REPORT: Mr. Paddy Pallin has been invited to attend the June Council Meeting to discuss his recommendations with delegates. +It was resolved that a copy of the Bulletin be forwarded to every Club delegateClubs are asked to advise Federation secretary the necessary details of names and addresses. 
-FEDERATION BALL: To be held at Hotel Australia on 6th OctoberTickets will be 2,1 per head. Early reservations are advisable as tickets will be limited to 300. Valuable prizes will bsi given. + 
-CANBERRA ALPINE CLUB: This Club reports that the Mount Franklin Hut is being repaired. All enquiries regarding local conditions should be made to the Club and not to the Tourist Bureau. +=== Panorama Lookout=== 
-AFFILIATION FEES: The question of reduced affiliation fees for + 
-Interstate Clubs is to be considered at the Annual General Meeting in July. +Steps are being taken to obtain details of the land tenure of the Panorama Lookout, Kurrajong Heights, with a view to approaching the Dept. of Lands for resumption of the area as a reserve. 
-HIGH COUNTRY CORN.+ 
 +=== Honorary Treasurer=== 
 + 
 +The position remains vacant and an appeal has been made to affiliated clubs to respond with a nomination. 
 + 
 +=== Club Apathy=== 
 + 
 +A letter was addressed to each of ten Clubs pointing out that their delegates did not attend Federation Council meetings and asking for greater support in Federation work. 
 + 
 +=== Search Rescue Section=== 
 + 
 +It was reported that a party from the Bushcraft association was one day overdue from a trip to St. Helena. The section considered the acquisition of transceiver radios an advantage but insufficient funds were held to make any purchases. 
 + 
 +=== Overseas Walking Activities Report=== 
 + 
 +Mr. Paddy Pallin has been invited to attend the June Council Meeting to discuss his recommendations with delegates. 
 + 
 +=== Federation Ball=== 
 + 
 +To be held at Hotel Australia on 6th OctoberTickets will be £1 per head. Early reservations are advisable as tickets will be limited to 300. Valuable prizes will be given. 
 + 
 + 
 +=== Canberra Alpine Club=== 
 + 
 +This Club reports that the Mount Franklin Hut is being repaired. All enquiries regarding local conditions should be made to the Club and not to the Tourist Bureau. 
 + 
 +=== Affiliation Fees=== 
 + 
 +The question of reduced affiliation fees for Interstate Clubs is to be considered at the Annual General Meeting in July. 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +=== High Country Corn=== 
 Said Geof: "I thought I was a Tower of Strength, but after Garth's Cedar Creek trip I find I am only a Ruined Castle. Said Geof: "I thought I was a Tower of Strength, but after Garth's Cedar Creek trip I find I am only a Ruined Castle.
-9+ 
-ATTENTION ALL SKIERS  +---- 
-We don't want to cast a hoodoo over our skiers just because Peter Stitt was unfortunate enough to break his leg up in the snow country, but hospital and ambulance expenses being what they are + 
-today, prospective skiers can obtain a policy to 'cover up tO 2,100 Medical Expenses. This will give protection whilst on snow-covered ground anythere in the Commonwealth. You don't have to be actually skiing at the time - falling over in the snow and breaking your arm whilst wandering about is sufficient. And the price 1/8/3 per year. The policy will not cover you whilst taking part in ski races, nor jumps. For further particulars contact Robinson & Mitchell Pty.Ltd., 26/30 Bridge St., Sydney, Insurance Brokers. +=== Hattswell's Taxi and Tourist Service. === 
-Grace Jolley wishes her many walking friends to know she has now taken up permanent residence at Henderson Road, Wentworth Falls, so we will see less of her in Ingersoll Hall as of yore. When she does come down she will be as welcome as a breath of the mountainsli How about leading a local walk, Grace? + 
-FOR ALL YOUR TRANSPORT PROBLEMS CONTACT +For all your transport problems contact Hattswell's Taxi and Tourist Service. Ring, write, wire or call any hour, day or night. 
-HATTSWELL'S TAXI & 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.) 
-'Phone: B Heath 128 or 249. Booking Office 4 doors from Gardner's Inn Hotel (LOOK FOR THE NEON SIGN.) + 
-SPEEDY 5 OR 8 PASSENGER CARS AVAILABLE +Speedy 5 or 8 passenger cars available. Large or small parties catered for. 
-LARGE OR SMALL PARTIES CATERED FOR + 
-FARES: KANANGRA WALLS 30/per head (minimum 5 passengers) +Fares: 
-PERRY 'S LOOKDOWN 3/_. IT II II It If + 
-JENOLAN STATE FOREST 20/" " II If +  * Kanangra Walls - 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
-CARLON'S FARM 10/" " II II It +  * Perry's Lookdown - 3/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
-WE WILL BE PLELSED TO QUOTE OTHER TRIPS OR SPECIAL PARTIES ON APPLICATION +  * Jenolan State Forest - 20/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
-100 +  * Carlon's Farm - 10/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
-OUR REPORTER GETS THE NEWS + 
-A couple of weeks ago our reporter complained that he was tired of reporting nothing but Club Meetings and would like more scope. We told him to have all the scope he ward and so he hAF; turned in the following items: +We will be pleased to quote other trips or special parties on application. 
-T')("T BITYPTTATT5-0T7'S + 
-KATOOMBA, Monday. +---- 
-Reading in the "Daily Horror" that a party of hil:se :ead set out to traverse !the roughest country in N.S.W.and wore lost immediately entrained for Katoomba, end, together with te other reporters, was in position at Gearinis bar on Monday a2te,:,rioon. The experience of the lost party was as follows: + 
-They set out from Katoomba on Friday night, intending to reach Yerranderie by Monday eveningAfter crossing the Ccx cin retiarday afternoon they were befogged in thick mist most of the ne.x. day. +=== Attention All Skiers=== 
-On arMval at what they believed to be the Kowmung RiT7rthet evening they were nonplussed to find that it was flowing the + 
-"We are lost," said the leader, an observation with wh4Lo rest the party immediately concurred. A few minutes with the rtio-) and compass, however, revealed tat they had followed a ridge leading back to the Cox. They had no difficulty in locating tl'Black Dog track on Monday morning, and following it to +We don't want to cast a hoodoo over our skiers just because Peter Stitt was unfortunate enough to break his leg up in the snow country, but hospital and ambulance expenses being what they are today, prospective skiers can obtain a policy to cover up to £100 Medical Expenses. This will give protection whilst on snow-covered ground anythere in the Commonwealth. You don't have to be actually skiing at the time - falling over in the snow and breaking your arm whilst wandering about is sufficient. And the price - __£1/8/3 per year__. The policy will not cover you whilst taking part in ski races, nor jumps. For further particulars contact Robinson & Mitchell Pty.Ltd., 26/30 Bridge St., Sydney, Insurance Brokers. 
-where they arrived in time to catch the 6,10 train back to qdney+ 
-Though the country in which they were lost is rough, there is plenty rougher in the State. Few areas are so well nauper5 There are numerous drops of 200 ft. and more, and if anyone fall over them they would be killed, but as the track keeps several yards back from these drops the party had no difficulty in keeping away from them and was never in danger. +---- 
-SIXTEEN THOUSAND PEOPLE LOSE 500 000_ NATIONAL PARK, Wednesday. + 
-There was widespread despondency today when 16,000 peopielearnt that they had lost a total of Z500,000. This was revaoled by the drawing of the Super-Gigantic Thursday Island Lotter7-, Thole_gh unable to see more than a few of the 16,000, those I 111,:eewod all agreed that they could not have made a worse investment since they would receive no return whatever. One of those interviewed was Mr,, I. Doolittle, known as "Unlucky Doolittle", who has recent.2y moved into a tent on one of th alienated portions of National Park. Mr. Doolittle said: "I have been buying lottery tickets, man and boy, for 45 yearsI have so far spent over 6,000 on ths-17, and have neve won a prizeNow I've gone and done another fifty cl2, Hoy silly can a man get?" +Grace Jolley wishes her many walking friends to know she has now taken up permanent residence at Henderson Road, Wentworth Falls, so we will see less of her in Ingersoll Hall as of yore. When she does come down she will be as welcome as a breath of the mountains!! How about leading a local walk, Grace? 
-_LJ_o + 
-AUSTRALIAN GIRLS NOT ATTRACTIVE MASCOT, Friday. +---- 
-Interviewed Sir John Equals, world famous mathematician, on his departure to-day, and asked his opinion of Australian girls. + 
-Turning to his Secretary he said, "Give me file No.A.1. please Harry,whereupon his Secretary pulled a form from his briefcase which read as follows: +===== Our Reporter Gets The News. ===== 
-"Which females are to be included in the general term 'girls' depends entirely upon the age and sex of the individual using the term. There are estimated to be 1,937,530 females in Australia between theLages of 15 and 45, but no female below or above these limits can safely be excluded. I have seen only a comparatively small sample of these girls. My impression is that they average about 5 ft. 5 ins. in height end about 9 stone in weight. Their average I.Q. is 100.+ 
 +A couple of weeks ago our reporter complained that he was tired of reporting nothing but Club Meetings and would like more scope. We told him to have all the scope he wanted and so he has turned in the following items: 
 + 
 +=== Lost Bushwalkers. === 
 + 
 +Katoomba, Monday. 
 + 
 +Reading in the "Daily Horror" that a party of hikers had set out to traverse 'the roughest country in N.S.W.and were lost immediately entrained for Katoomba, and, together with the other reporters, was in position at Gearin'bar on Monday afternoon. The experience of the lost party was as follows: 
 + 
 +They set out from Katoomba on Friday night, intending to reach Yerranderie by Monday eveningAfter crossing the Cox on Saturday afternoon they were befogged in thick mist most of the next day. On arrival at what they believed to be the Kowmung River that evening they were nonplussed to find that it was flowing the wrong way. "We are lost," said the leader, an observation with which the rest of the party immediately concurred. A few minutes with the map and compass, however, revealed that they had followed a ridge leading back to the Cox. They had no difficulty in locating the Black Dog track on Monday morning, and following it to where they arrived in time to catch the 6.10 train back to Sydney. 
 + 
 +Though the country in which they were lost is rough, there is plenty rougher in the State. Few areas are so well mapped. There are numerous drops of 200 ft. and more, and if anyone fell over them they would be killed, but as the track keeps several yards back from these drops the party had no difficulty in keeping away from them and was never in danger. 
 + 
 +=== Sixteen Thousand People Lose £500,000. === 
 + 
 +National Park, Wednesday. 
 + 
 +There was widespread despondency today when 16,000 people learnt that they had lost a total of £500,000. This was revealed by the drawing of the Super-Gigantic Thursday Island Lottery. Though unable to see more than a few of the 16,000, those I interviewed all agreed that they could not have made a worse investment since they would receive no return whatever. One of those interviewed was MrI. Doolittle, known as "Unlucky Doolittle", who has recently moved into a tent on one of the alienated portions of National Park. Mr. Doolittle said: "I have been buying lottery tickets, man and boy, for 45 yearsI have so far spent over £6,000 on them and have never won a prizeNow I've gone and done another fifty quid. How silly can a man get?" 
 + 
 +=== Australian Girls Not Attractive. === 
 + 
 +Mascot, Friday. 
 + 
 +Interviewed Sir John Equals, world famous mathematician, on his departure to-day, and asked his opinion of Australian girls. Turning to his Secretary he said, "Give me file No. A.1. please Harry,whereupon his Secretary pulled a form from his briefcase which read as follows: 
 + 
 +"Which females are to be included in the general term 'girls' depends entirely upon the age and sex of the individual using the term. There are estimated to be 1,937,530 females in Australia between the ages of 15 and 45, but no female below or above these limits can safely be excluded. I have seen only a comparatively small sample of these girls. My impression is that they average about 5 ft. 5 ins. in height and about 9 stone in weight. Their average I.Q. is 100. 
 The influence of Hollywood is as strong here as elsewhere, and they appear to dress similarly to women in all the other cities I have visited. The influence of Hollywood is as strong here as elsewhere, and they appear to dress similarly to women in all the other cities I have visited.
-I can state definitely that they are not attractive. "Attractiveness" is a state of mind induced in a person by the presence of an individual of the opposite sex. It Can only be induced by one person at a time and one cannot be attracted to 1,937,000 or more females, though I have been attracted to several during my visit. + 
-THE CALL OF TEE BUSH WATERFALL, Saturday. +I can state definitely that they are not attractive. "Attractiveness" is a state of mind induced in a person by the presence of an individual of the opposite sex. It can only be induced by one person at a time and one cannot be attracted to 1,937,000 or more females, though I have been attracted to several during my visit. 
-Hoping to stimulate Club membership I waited on the railway station this morning on the lookout for typical bushmalkers. Sighted Mr. W.F. Cosden, a sun-bronzed character with worn pack and boots, who appeared to be an experienced and ardent bushwalker and put a leading question. "You appear," I said, "to be a lover of fresh air and exercise. Might I have your impression of bushwalking for publication in the S.B.W. Magazine?" "Fresh air and exercise be blowedl" replied Mr. COsden, "I am the President of the /4.nti-TaxationLeague. It is at week-ends, when a man relaxes to drink, smoke, have a bet or drive his car, that the depredations of the tax-gatherer are most insidious. In the bush I earn nothing and spend nothing, and so for two days a week I incur no taxation." + 
-9   c 00000000 900+=== The Call Of The Bush. === 
 + 
 +Waterfall, Saturday. 
 + 
 +Hoping to stimulate Club membership I waited on the railway station this morning on the lookout for typical bushmalkers. Sighted Mr. W.F. Cosden, a sun-bronzed character with worn pack and boots, who appeared to be an experienced and ardent bushwalker and put a leading question. "You appear," I said, "to be a lover of fresh air and exercise. Might I have your impression of bushwalking for publication in the S.B.W. Magazine?" "Fresh air and exercise be blowed!" replied Mr. COsden, "I am the President of the Anti-Taxation League. It is at week-ends, when a man relaxes to drink, smoke, have a bet or drive his car, that the depredations of the tax-gatherer are most insidious. In the bush I earn nothing and spend nothing, and so for two days a week I incur no taxation." 
 + 
 +---- 
 No further reports were received till last Friday when the following arrived: No further reports were received till last Friday when the following arrived:
-ROAD TEST + 
-The Antelope Swift (no marks) +=== Road Test=== 
-12+
-ROAD TEST+
 The Antelope Swift (no marks) The Antelope Swift (no marks)
 +
 Bell, Thursday. Bell, Thursday.
 +
 Manufacturerst specifications for this car are: Manufacturerst specifications for this car are:
-Length: 22 feet + 
-Weight: 2i tons +  * Length: 22 feet 
-Brake Horse Power: 450 Top Speed: 150 m.p.h. +  Weight: 2i tons 
-Ground Clearance'3i ins. Price: 14/6 a lb9 plus tax. +  Brake Horse Power: 450 
-The car is distinguished from last year's model by a kink half +  * Top Speed: 150 m.p.h. 
-way along the chromium streamline. Accompanied by an automotive +  Ground Clearance: 3 1/2 ins. 
-engineer and my lawyer, I set out to test it under typical road conditions last Sunday. Typical road conditions were interpreted ac +  * Price: 14/6 a lb. plus tax. 
-those existing on a main highway on a Sunday, as this is the time when most people motor pnd the type of road they have to use. + 
-Due to the prevalence of speed restrictions, and the amount of traf- +The car is distinguished from last year's model by a kink half way along the chromium streamline. Accompanied by an automotive engineer and my lawyer, I set out to test it under typical road conditions last Sunday. Typical road conditions were interpreted as those existing on a main highway on a Sunday, as this is the time when most people motor and the type of road they have to use. Due to the prevalence of speed restrictions, and the amount of traffic, we were unable to drive at 150 m.p.h. On one occasion we attained 53 m.p.h., but oncoming traffic, together with the proximity of the traffic policeman who had followed us from Sydney, precluded a full trial. Lapstone hill was climbed in first gear (behind a semi-trailer) in 25 minutes at an average speed of 7.3 m.p.hWe accelerated once from a standing start to 30 m.p.h. in 30 seconds before touching the car ahead. The racing brakes always stopped us far quicker than the following cars, and excited unfavourable comment from their drivers. We were moving along steadily at 35 m.p.h. near Mount Victoria when the rear wheels entered a slight recession and the muffler dropped beneath the wheels of a following truck. Police stopped us at Bell after we had covered 90 miles at an average speed of 20 m.p.h., with fuel consumption of 11.2 miles per gallon. Because the special mufflers for the Antelope Swift come from Switzerland and there are no spares in Australia, we expect to be here at Bell for some time yet. 
-fic, we were unable to drive at 150 1.p.h. On one occasion we + 
-attained 53 m.p.h., but oncoming traffic, together with the proximi-4 +---- 
-of the traffic policeman who had followed us from Sydney, precluded + 
-a full trial. Lapstone hill was climbed in first gear (behind a semi-ttiailer) in 25 minutes at an average speed of 7.3 mop.h We accelerated once from a standing start to $0 m.p.h. in 30 second +=== Instructional Week-end. === 
-before touching the car ahead. The racing brakes always stopped us + 
-far quicker than the following cars, and excited unfavourable comment from their drivers. We were moving along steadily at +The sole Official Walk for the week-end June 30th / July 1st is the Instructional Field Camp Week-end which will be held at Long Angle Gully, Warrimoo. These camps are a great opportunity for a "minor re-union" and we hope to see a good roll-up of members as well as prospective members. Bring your song books. Leader - Edna Stretton. Official train - 12.27 p.m. from Central. Tickets to Warrimoo. It's an easy walk from the station. Don't be backward in bringing all home comforts, you don't have far to carry themAnd for the motorised section - they have barely to walk! 
-35 m.p.h. near Mount Victoria when the rear wheels entered a slight recession and the muffler dropped beneath the wheels of a following + 
-truck. Police stopped us at Bell after we had covered 90 miles +---- 
-at an average speed of 20 with fuel consumption of 11.2 milr, + 
-per gallon. Because the special mufflers for the Antelope Swift come from Switzerland and there are no spares in Australia, we expec, +"The bigger the fire the warmer the fool," says the Admiral. You just can't win with the Admiral. 
-to be here at Bell for some time yet. + 
-INSTRUCTIONAL WEEKEND +---- 
-The sole Official Walk for the week-end June 30th/July 1st + 
-is the Instructional Field Camp Week-end which will be held at Long +=== Give Us This Day Our Daily Bull... === 
-Angle Gully, Warrimoo. These camps are a great opportunity for a "minor re-union" and we hope to see a good roll-up of members as WEi as prospective members. Bring your song books. Leader - Edna + 
-Stretton. Official train - 12.27 p.m.from Central. Tickets to Warrimoo. It's an easy walk from the station. Don't be backwaro +__Section__: Stricken Skiers 
-in bringing all home comforts, you don't have far to carry them And for the motorised section - they have barely to walk + 
-4The bigger the fire the warmer the fool," says the Admiral. +__Sub-Section__: Stitt. 
-You just can't win with the Admiral. + 
-GIVE US THIS DAY OUR DAILY BULL... +__Snow Rescue Of Hurt Man__. (Press Report) 
-SECTION: Stricken Skiers SUB-SECTION: Stitt. +
-SNOW RESCUE OF HURT MAN (Press Report)+
 Mt. Kosciusko, Wed. Mt. Kosciusko, Wed.
-Seven rescuers battled their waz through wind swept snow drifts at Mt. Kosciusko last night to carry a stricken skier four miles to safety. 
-The rescued man, Peter Stitt (of uncertain age and no fixed abode) crashed and broke his leg while skiing four miles from the Chalet. He is now in Cooma Hospital. 
-As he lay in bitter cold, unable to move, Stitt was preparing to cope with a nightlong ordeal when he was seen by Mr. Kelly, manager of the Kunama hut. Kelly was unable to move Stitt but went back to the hut and radioed for help. The Manager of the Chalet 
-gathered six volunteers to form a rescue party. They were joined by the house doctor and battled their way by torchlight with a stretcher for Stitt. The rescuerswere near exhaustion when they carried Stitt to the Chalet late last night." 
-0.0110 OOOOOOOO  
-NOW ASK PETE FOR HIS VERSION, ti, 
-menweinim. 
-We went and saw Bet Swain Wanganella the day after their knowing what their address was But nowa note comes inforMing be:-and Peter ;LrmStrong off on the wedding party, and them still not to be other than New Zealand. 
-us that for the time being it will 
-Mr. & Mrs. P. Armstrong, 164 Sutherland Rd., 
-Lyall Day, WELLINGTON. N.Z. 
-=LP! HELPS 
-HELP! HELP! 
-The ship is sinking: Barbara Brown has just informed us that she will be unable to duplicate the Magazine after this issue as she has taken on a, second job - that of usherette at night. Barbara has done a marvellous job over the past two years and now 
-we wonder is there someone else who would take the job on? It isntt very difficult to turn the handle 
-IS THERE A DUPLICJITIST IN THE HOUSE? 
-THE S.B.W. versus TASMLNIa 
- Round Three Digby. 
-The angels who are assigned to bushwalkers smiled sweetly on us all that Tuesday we hitched from Lake St. Clair to Queenstown. Within four hours our four separate parties had been shifted sixty odd miles over a road that carried only a modicum of eligible cars and almost as many hitchhikers. There was much to do in Queenstown - letters to be mailed, collected and read; malted milks and ice cream to be consumed in quantity; personal shopping to be done; victuals to be replenished for the Frenchman's Cap trip; and a city 
-campsite to be found This latter is no pushover in a town where 
-grass grows only in pampered front gardens. Our Public Relations Officers Joan and Don, were despatched on this important task and produced the goods in next to no time - a lush vacant allotment 
-with protecting trees, a loan of the owner's special cooking gadget and use of his "edible filtered" water. We immediately raised their rations and decided to celebrate by having dinner at one of the local; 
-pubs. This was our drop of luxury in the bucket of bushwalking 
-austerity but it nearly cost us a king's ransom - we felt sure we 
-would lose our Don (Juan) to the friendly young waitress who gave us 
-double helpings. However we managed to save him from his fate by 
-all sorts of artful lures and trumped up stories of-the fickleness 
-of women. One for the S.B.W. 
-Score: Tasmania 5 
-S.B.W. 5 
-Clr. 
-The next day was rest day and the party minus Grace and Geof eked it out on board the most fantastic little train this side of 
-toyland. It was the Mt. Lyell Company's rack aid pinion loco that chug-chugs its leisurely way for three hours over the 24 miles to 
-Strahan. There were some fine views of the King River Gorge en rout 
-but the river water carrying waste from the smelters would surely put even the best pea soup to shame. 
-Thursday morn found us out on the road again with thumbs up 
-hopefully, this tiIie bound for the Cap. It must have been an angels 
-holiday that day and progress was slow, but with the help of the devil aid a few of his devious ways we managed the Frenchman's track 
-turn-off in dribs aid drabs. That night we pitched camp at the Lodden River in the customary drizzle, and it is at this point I musJ 
-record the infamous episodes of the Roots end the Mossies. Now. I 
-have nothing against the roots of trees in their proper place - after all, without roots there would be no trees - but I object strongly to their sinewy tentacles weaving in and out of the only bi 
-of earth, that sacred strip of earth where one must lay one's tired 
-body. Of course my comrades protest their innocence. It was pure coincidence that they were all at my end of the tenti Why they 
-weren't even there when it was pitched - they must have sprout3d 
-up like mushrooms1, Well, I would be a silent martyr, I thought, and 
-put on a brave Yogi act. Ha ha J It was a tortuous experiment. I found the body will stand just so much and after being twisted into all the letters of the alphabet it finally gives up the ghost at 27,, 
- this being some three hours after A. Worse was to follow. The 
-_ ,Digby-eating mosquito that only the Lodden Plains can breed suddenly 
-attacked in force. You'd swear it was a giant conspiracy for they wanted only me (perhaps to carry off to their eyrie). It had gone 
-far enough. The others were awakened as I engaged in a torchlight 
-battle with the invaders. The only human sympathy I could get were the uncontrollable bursts of hysterical mirth that robbed my co-. tenters of five minutes of their precious sleep. At the first light of dawn I got up on the wrong side of the sleeping bag and had no hesitation in conceding Tasmania a double victory (a sort of private 
-one). 
- Score: Tasmania O000  7 
-S.B.W.  o 6 0 5 
-All that Friday we pushed upwards in threatening weather; up 
-to Lake Vera over the Barron Gap, and at last Tahune Hut, the final goal. We had not yet sighted the peak of Frenchman's Cap although we were now less than half a mile away. It reminded us of Ossa - 
-never happy unless it was brewing its own dirty weather. Writings in the Hut Book like U.. been here fourdays - have yet to see the Cap" did nothing to reassure us. If we could only have seen but a short 12 hours ahead.... 
-The time was 5 a.m. I was half conscious of a movement in the 
-tangled mass of sleeping beds that filled Tahune Hut. The vague 
-green shape of Goof arose end stumbled to the window, There was an awed gasp of wonder from his lips, a moment's pause, and then dynamic action as seven moved as one out into the still crisp mornin, air of 3,500 ft. We stood for a moment rubbing sleepy eyes, trying 
-to believe it was not a dream. Across the Tahune Lake rose the greaL 
-sheer precipice of Frenchman's Cap, its white quartzite now tinted pastel pink in the first rays of the rising sun. A deep lavender sk, 
-formed the perfect background for this majestic peak, which, as though not content with itself alone, threw its image into the glass 
-waters of the lake beneath our feet. Behind us and stretching far 
-away into the north lay the Cradle Mt, Park, its valleys filled with mist, the baseless peaks jutting up into the clear sky above. Within minutes the Frenchman had faced a veritable battery of cameras and then we were all action plus to gobble up some breakfast and climb the mountain. We had never had more incentive. 
-It was indeed a morning to remember - the great quartzite masse5 all around us as we climbed and finally the reward of magnificent summit views on every side - peeks and jagged ranges stretching away to the horizon; tiny lakes tucked away in deep valleys from which the mist swirled up in eerie shapes. Nature had never been in 
-more impressive form. Up the S.B.W. 
- Score Tasmania .. 7 
-S.B.W. ...... 8 
-(No correspondence will be entered'into re' the referee's apparent bias.- If you don't believe me, order some Grade A. Super Tassie weather and poke your head out the window of Tahune Hut at five o'clock in the morning.) 
-It was very nearly a repeat per2ormance the nbxt morning at the same unearthly hour. Something was lacking though (I'll leave this 
-16. 
-to your imaginations) forcnly Geof and I could dig up the desire to 
-go jaunting off again. , We explored the Lion's'Head and some of the 
-lakes beyond the North Col of Frenchman's Cap - where else could 
-you get scenery like this? We basked in the early morning sun and wondered - some day we might return and .... 
-It was a happy carefree stay at Tahune Hut, full of good fun anc humour. I could tell of such things as Don't Sudden collapse into the lake while posing for a picture; the full-scale clothes-washing drive that made the hut look like a Chinese laundry; the high- altitude corn that sprouted profusely from the mouths of one and all 
-the hopeful ceremonial dipping of Joan's new (ex Queenstown) hat in the sacred waters of the lake in a vain attempt to make it stiff and 
-stylish; the bushcookery experiments that were won and lost and the 
-King Billy Pine that looked like wood but burned like a lost cause. When we bade farewell I'm afraid the hut book copped a bashing from 
-my sentimental pencil, much to the amusement of the others. They 
-talked in undertones about odes (or was it "odious") and tacked on a "We liked it too" to bring it all back to earth. 
-On the way out we camped overnight at Lake Vera and in the morning Geof decided to straighten out the tangled and monstrous financial (or unfinancial) position of each and every member. This was 
-so eahausting that we put on the old termite act and devised an 
-artful policy of passive resistance to our leader re packing up. 
-Well, when it comes to crushing rebellions there's no one quite like 
-Gdof. Order was churned into chaos in seconds; tents collapsed as if struck by a hurricane; there was water everywhere without rain 
-and bodies and their chattels littered the landscape. Suffice it to 
-say that we moved off very smartly. 
-Scene: Our overnight campsite on the lush riverside greenery at Ouse, en route to Hobart. 
-Weather: Perfect - cloudless sky all day. Time: 7 p.m. 
-General Mood: Not over energetic - delight at good fortune with recent weather, 
-Conversation: Me: We'd be crazy to stick up tents on a night like this. It couldn't LossiLielv rain, not even in Tasmania. 
-Geof: You're darn tootinl right. It's under the stars for us tonight. 
-Result: Pouring rain by 2 a.m. - seven saps soaked and shivering - grumblings aid rumblings as tents go up in the dark - never again! 
-Score: Tasmania 0..0 8 
-0.04 8 
-The next day we were due in Hobart whence Goof and I must return 
-17. 
-to the workaday world while the others did a spot of touring. Despitr the rain, Joan and Don tried their luck on the highway and, of course, they immediately wound up in a plush sedan heading straight for Hobart - Public Relations Plus; (Plus what? That's what we can't figure t) 
-The rest of us, deterred by a bit of a debacle the previous day, decided to play safe and catch the bus 
-Reunited in the little Big Smoke Down Under, the 134.g Food Orgy soon got under way. Hobart is famous for its food and it all started 
-when we couldn't pass the first cake shop we saw It was just too 
-much for stomachs hungering again for the delicacies of civilization. There were ham and tomato rolls, cream puffs, rich buns and all the usuals and unusuals defying description. Luuch consisted of a com- 
-bined multiple cake-shop-fruit-stall-milk-bar-crawl spread over about 
-two hours in which vast quantities of edibles both good and not so good for you were consumed. How we weathered that 'plane trip 
-back to Sydney was undoubtedly a miracle, and as miracles still 
-happen, I have lived to tell the tale of the S.B.W. versus Tasmania, 1956 Contest. 
-(P.S. Don't let this score business fool you We really had 
-a mighty bonno superiarer time) 
-(THE END) 
  
-EDITOR'COMPLAINT +Seven rescuers __battled their way__ through wind swept snow drifts at Mt. Kosciusko last night to carry a __stricken skier__ four miles to safety. 
-ought to write to Colin, + 
-I ought to write to Jane, +The rescued man, Peter Stitt (of uncertain age and no fixed abode) __crashed__ and broke his leg while skiing four miles from the Chalet. He is now in Cooma Hospital. 
-I ought to write that thing for Geof+ 
 +As he lay in __bitter cold__, __unable to move__, Stitt was preparing to cope with a __nightlong ordeal__ when he was seen by Mr. Kelly, manager of the Kunama hut. Kelly was unable to move Stitt but went back to the hut and radioed for help. The Manager of the Chalet gathered six volunteers to form a rescue party. They were joined by the house doctor and __battled their way__ by torchlight with a stretcher for Stitt. The rescuers were near exhaustion when they carried Stitt to the Chalet late last night." 
 + 
 +__Now ask Pete for his version!!!!!__ 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +We went and saw Bet Swain and Peter Armstrong off on the Wanganella the day after their wedding party, and them still not knowing what their address was to be other than New Zealand. But now a note comes informing us that for the time being it will be: 
 + 
 +Mr. & Mrs. P. Armstrong,\\ 
 +164 Sutherland Rd.,\\ 
 +Lyall Day, Wellington. N.Z. 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +=== Help! Help! Help! Help! === 
 + 
 +The ship is sinking! Barbara Brown has just informed us that she will be unable to duplicate the Magazine after this issue as she has taken on a second job - that of usherette at night. Barbara has done a marvellous job over the past two years and now we wonder is there someone else who would take the job on? It isn't very difficult to turn the handle. 
 + 
 +__Is there a duplicatist in the house?__ 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +===== The S.B.W. Versus Tasmania - Round Three. ===== 
 + 
 +- Digby. 
 + 
 +The angels who are assigned to bushwalkers smiled sweetly on us all that Tuesday we hitched from Lake St. Clair to Queenstown. Within four hours our four separate parties had been shifted sixty odd miles over a road that carried only a modicum of eligible cars and almost as many hitchhikers. There was much to do in Queenstown - letters to be mailed, collected and read; malted milks and ice cream to be consumed in quantity; personal shopping to be done; victuals to be replenished for the Frenchman's Cap trip; and a city campsite to be found. This latter is no pushover in a town where grass grows only in pampered front gardens. Our Public Relations Officers, Joan and Don, were despatched on this important task and produced the goods in next to no time - a lush vacant allotment with protecting trees, a loan of the owner's special cooking gadget and use of his "edible filtered" water. We immediately raised their rations and decided to celebrate by having dinner at one of the local pubs. This was our drop of luxury in the bucket of bushwalking austerity but it nearly cost us a king's ransom - we felt sure we would lose our Don (Juan) to the friendly young waitress who gave us double helpings. However we managed to save him from his fate by all sorts of artful lures and trumped up stories of the fickleness of women. One for the S.B.W. 
 + 
 +__Score__: Tasmania 5, S.B.W. 5. 
 + 
 +The next day was rest day and the party minus Grace and Geof eked it out on board the most fantastic little train this side of toyland. It was the Mt. Lyell Company's rack and pinion loco that chug-chugs its leisurely way for three hours over the 24 miles to Strahan. There were some fine views of the King River Gorge en route but the river water carrying waste from the smelters would surely put even the best pea soup to shame. 
 + 
 +Thursday morn found us out on the road again with thumbs up hopefully, this time bound for the Cap. It must have been an angels holiday that day and progress was slow, but with the help of the devil and a few of his devious ways we managed the Frenchman's track turn-off in dribs and drabs. That night we pitched camp at the Lodden River in the customary drizzle, and it is at this point I must record the infamous episodes of the Roots and the Mossies. Now I have nothing against the roots of trees in their proper place - after all, without roots there would be no trees - but I object strongly to their sinewy tentacles weaving in and out of the only bit of earth, that sacred strip of earth where one must lay one's tired body. Of course my comrades protest their innocence. It was pure coincidence that they were all at __my__ end of the tent! Why they weren't even there when it was pitched - they must have sprouted up like mushrooms! Well, I would be a silent martyr, I thought, and put on a brave Yogi act. Ha ha! It was a tortuous experiment. I found the body will stand just so much and after being twisted into all the letters of the alphabet it finally gives up the ghost at Z, this being some three hours after A. Worse was to follow. The Digby-eating mosquito that only the Lodden Plains can breed suddenly attacked in force. You'd swear it was a giant conspiracy for they wanted only me (perhaps to carry off to their eyrie). It had gone far enough. The others were awakened as I engaged in a torchlight battle with the invaders. The only human sympathy I could get were the uncontrollable bursts of hysterical mirth that robbed my co-tenters of five minutes of their precious sleep. At the first light of dawn I got up on the wrong side of the sleeping bag and had no hesitation in conceding Tasmania a double victory (a sort of private one). 
 + 
 +__Score__: Tasmania 7, S.B.W. 5. 
 + 
 +All that Friday we pushed upwards in threatening weather; up to Lake Vera over the Barron Gap, and at last Tahune Hut, the final goal. We had not yet sighted the peak of Frenchman's Cap although we were now less than half a mile away. It reminded us of Ossa - never happy unless it was brewing its own dirty weather. Writings in the Hut Book like "... been here four days - have yet to see the Cap" did nothing to reassure us. If we could only have seen but a short 12 hours ahead.... 
 + 
 +The time was 5 a.m. I was half conscious of a movement in the tangled mass of sleeping beds that filled Tahune Hut. The vague green shape of Geof arose and stumbled to the window. There was an awed gasp of wonder from his lips, a moment's pause, and then dynamic action as seven moved as one out into the still crisp morning air of 3,500 ft. We stood for a moment rubbing sleepy eyes, trying to believe it was not a dream. Across the Tahune Lake rose the great sheer precipice of Frenchman's Cap, its white quartzite now tinted pastel pink in the first rays of the rising sun. A deep lavender sky formed the perfect background for this majestic peak, which, as though not content with itself alone, threw its image into the glass waters of the lake beneath our feet. Behind us and stretching far away into the north lay the Cradle Mt. Park, its valleys filled with mist, the baseless peaks jutting up into the clear sky above. Within minutes the Frenchman had faced a veritable battery of cameras and then we were all action plus to gobble up some breakfast and climb the mountain. We had never had more incentive. 
 + 
 +It was indeed a morning to remember - the great quartzite masses all around us as we climbed and finally the reward of magnificent summit views on every side - peaks and jagged ranges stretching away to the horizon; tiny lakes tucked away in deep valleys from which the mist swirled up in eerie shapes. Nature had never been in more impressive form. Up the S.B.W. 
 + 
 +__Score__: Tasmania 7, S.B.W. 8. 
 + 
 +(No correspondence will be entered into re the referee's apparent bias. If you don't believe me, order some Grade A. Super Tassie weather and poke your head out the window of Tahune Hut at five o'clock in the morning.) 
 + 
 +It was very nearly a repeat performance the next morning at the same unearthly hour. Something was lacking though (I'll leave this to your imaginations) for only Geof and I could dig up the desire to go jaunting off again. We explored the Lion's Head and some of the lakes beyond the North Col of Frenchman's Cap - where else could you get scenery like this? We basked in the early morning sun and wondered - some day we might return and .... 
 + 
 +It was a happy carefree stay at Tahune Hut, full of good fun and humour. I could tell of such things as Don's sudden collapse into the lake while posing for a picture; the full-scale clothes-washing drive that made the hut look like a Chinese laundry; the high-altitude corn that sprouted profusely from the mouths of one and all; the hopeful ceremonial dipping of Joan's new (ex Queenstown) hat in the sacred waters of the lake in a vain attempt to make it stiff and stylish; the bushcookery experiments that were won and lost and the King Billy Pine that looked like wood but burned like a lost cause. When we bade farewell I'm afraid the hut book copped a bashing from my sentimental pencil, much to the amusement of the others. They talked in undertones about odes (or was it "odious") and tacked on a "We liked it too" to bring it all back to earth. 
 + 
 +On the way out we camped overnight at Lake Vera and in the morning Geof decided to straighten out the tangled and monstrous financial (or unfinancial) position of each and every member. This was so exhausting that we put on the old termite act and devised an artful policy of passive resistance to our leader re packing up. Well, when it comes to crushing rebellions there's no one quite like Geof. Order was churned into chaos in seconds; tents collapsed as if struck by a hurricane; there was water everywhere without rain and bodies and their chattels littered the landscape. Suffice it to say that we moved off very smartly. 
 + 
 +__Scene__: Our overnight campsite on the lush riverside greenery at Ouse, en route to Hobart. 
 + 
 +__Weather__: Perfect - cloudless sky all day. 
 + 
 +__Time__: 7 p.m. 
 + 
 +__General Mood__: Not over energetic - delight at good fortune with recent weather. 
 + 
 +__Conversation__: Me: We'd be crazy to stick up tents on a night like this. It couldn't __possiblly__ rain, not even in Tasmania. Geof: You're darn tootin' right. It's under the stars for us tonight. 
 + 
 +__Result__: Pouring rain by 2 a.m. - seven saps soaked and shivering - grumblings and rumblings as tents go up in the dark - never again! 
 + 
 +__Score__: Tasmania 8, S.B.W. 8. 
 + 
 +The next day we were due in Hobart whence Geof and I must return to the workaday world while the others did a spot of touring. Despite the rain, Joan and Don tried their luck on the highway and, of course, they immediately wound up in a plush sedan heading straight for Hobart - Public Relations Plus! (Plus what? That's what we can't figure!) 
 + 
 +The rest of us, deterred by a bit of a debacle the previous day, decided to play safe and catch the bus. 
 + 
 +Reunited in the little Big Smoke Down Under, the big Food Orgy soon got under way. Hobart is famous for its food and it all started when we couldn't pass the first cake shop we saw. It was just too much for stomachs hungering again for the delicacies of civilization. There were ham and tomato rolls, cream puffs, rich buns and all the usuals and unusuals defying description. Lunch consisted of a combined multiple cake-shop-fruit-stall-milk-bar-crawl spread over about two hours in which vast quantities of edibles both good and not so good for you were consumed. How we weathered that 'plane trip back to Sydney was undoubtedly a miracle, and as miracles still happen, I have lived to tell the tale of the S.B.W. versus Tasmania, 1956 Contest. 
 + 
 +(P.S. Don't let this score business fool you. We really had a mighty bonno superiarer time) 
 + 
 +(__THE END__) 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +===== Editor's Complaint. ===== 
 + 
 +ought to write to Colin,\\ 
 +I ought to write to Jane,\\ 
 +I ought to write that thing for Geof\\
 I promised in the train. I promised in the train.
-I ought to write to Ian, I ought to write to Pat, + 
-Here's a letter from the Alpine Club -+I ought to write to Ian,\\ 
 +I ought to write to Pat,\\ 
 +Here's a letter from the Alpine Club -\\
 I ought to answer that. I ought to answer that.
-I ought to write to Garth, I ought to write to Snow 'ind finalise the details of That trip with Prof. Munro. + 
-The Warrumbungle trip we had At Easter's still to do, :-,nd I'm committed to produce "The Aqua Lung - Part Two." +I ought to write to Garth,\\ 
-And then there's Betty's wedding - "I'll write it up," I said. +I ought to write to Snow\\ 
-HellJ What a lot of things to write! I think I'll go to bed.+And finalise the details of\\ 
 +That trip with Prof. Munro. 
 + 
 +The Warrumbungle trip we had\\ 
 +At Easter's still to do,\\ 
 +And I'm committed to produce\\ 
 +"The Aqua Lung - Part Two." 
 + 
 +And then there's Betty's wedding -\\ 
 +"I'll write it up," I said.\\ 
 +Hell! What a lot of things to write!\\ 
 +I think I'll go to bed. 
 D.B. D.B.
- .1M1.111...1.1.111 + 
-We regret to hear that Vice Pres. Malcolm McGregor has bunged up +---- 
-his knee. Here's hoping for your speedy recovery, Malc. + 
-18.+We regret to hear that Vice Pres. Malcolm McGregor has bunged up his knee. Here's hoping for your speedy recovery, Malc. 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
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