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|**Reproduction**|Brian Anderson| | |**Reproduction**|Brian Anderson| | ||
|**Sales & Subs**|Jess Martin| | |**Sales & Subs**|Jess Martin| | ||
- | |Typed By**|Elsie Bruggy| | + | |**Typed By**|Elsie Bruggy| |
=====Contents===== | =====Contents===== | ||
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- | |At our December Meeting|Alex Colley| 1| | + | |At Our December Meeting|Alex Colley| 1| |
|"The Foggy Foggy Do" | |"The Foggy Foggy Do" | ||
|Your Walking Guide| | 4| | |Your Walking Guide| | 4| | ||
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- | =====At Our december | + | =====At Our December |
At the commencement of the meeting four new members - John Luxton, Dr. Harry Lorang, Pamela Baker and Michael Elphick were welcomed by the President. | At the commencement of the meeting four new members - John Luxton, Dr. Harry Lorang, Pamela Baker and Michael Elphick were welcomed by the President. | ||
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"Six of us, I think, cramped onto this campsite. Let's see, there was Bert, one of the old and bold. That young couple Sylvia and Sid who made quite a splash together on the Kowmung trip. Shirley, commonly called " | "Six of us, I think, cramped onto this campsite. Let's see, there was Bert, one of the old and bold. That young couple Sylvia and Sid who made quite a splash together on the Kowmung trip. Shirley, commonly called " | ||
- | "Well to make a short story long, it was foggy next morning. Fog like you never see these days. You can laugh, but although none of us are like Hooper, we didn't wake till 11 a m. and even then we needed torches to see our watches. While I fanned a fire to life the prospective went for some water. The fire lit. I waited - cooeed - yelled but alas it looked as though we'd lost the prospective before the walk had started. When I broke the news to the party still in " | + | "Well to make a short story long, it was foggy next morning. Fog like you never see these days. You can laugh, but although none of us are like Hooper, we didn't wake till 11 a.m. and even then we needed torches to see our watches. While I fanned a fire to life the prospective went for some water. The fire lit. I waited - cooeed - yelled but alas it looked as though we'd lost the prospective before the walk had started. When I broke the news to the party still in " |
"The fire had to be periodically relit, as the fog was so thick it fathered - I mean smothered it, causing the party to think up a brand new set of expressions relating to fires. We also had difficulty in breathing as the fog condensed in the throat and nose almost drowning us. So improvised masks were used. All sorts of garments came into play, but they were all out done by the Kiwi's long underpants that doubled as mask and balaclava. | "The fire had to be periodically relit, as the fog was so thick it fathered - I mean smothered it, causing the party to think up a brand new set of expressions relating to fires. We also had difficulty in breathing as the fog condensed in the throat and nose almost drowning us. So improvised masks were used. All sorts of garments came into play, but they were all out done by the Kiwi's long underpants that doubled as mask and balaclava. | ||
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|3|Main objective is to swim through Block-up (with gear). Leader suggests the use of flippers. Walking is generally of a medium nature. One ascent and descent involved, approx. 1300 ft, each. Waterproofing of gear desirable. Return fare 39/9| | |3|Main objective is to swim through Block-up (with gear). Leader suggests the use of flippers. Walking is generally of a medium nature. One ascent and descent involved, approx. 1300 ft, each. Waterproofing of gear desirable. Return fare 39/9| | ||
|4|All rock climbing with ropes. Fares 3/6 return from Queens Square. Of course 1/9 if you don't return.| | |4|All rock climbing with ropes. Fares 3/6 return from Queens Square. Of course 1/9 if you don't return.| | ||
- | |6|Going will be mostly rough. Pace will be consistant | + | |6|Going will be mostly rough. Pace will be consistent |
|7|Seven days notice required. Excellent three day walk for prospectives and of course active members. Medium type walking with reasonable hill climbing. With the changing scenery, good opportunities are available for the prospective. Fares approx. 32/-.| | |7|Seven days notice required. Excellent three day walk for prospectives and of course active members. Medium type walking with reasonable hill climbing. With the changing scenery, good opportunities are available for the prospective. Fares approx. 32/-.| | ||
|8|Easy to medium track and river walking all the way. Area is very photographic. Return fares Hilltop 21/9. Possibility of having to hitch out of Burragorang. However reports from recent walks in this area have proved lifts to be plentiful.| | |8|Easy to medium track and river walking all the way. Area is very photographic. Return fares Hilltop 21/9. Possibility of having to hitch out of Burragorang. However reports from recent walks in this area have proved lifts to be plentiful.| | ||
|9|Instructional Weekend. Usual campfire, first-aid and map reading lectures. Distance to be walked is approx. 465 yds. Swimming and surfing. Bus or car from Waterfall to Garie Beach. Don't forget your hat or sunburn cream. Fares approx 9/-.| | |9|Instructional Weekend. Usual campfire, first-aid and map reading lectures. Distance to be walked is approx. 465 yds. Swimming and surfing. Bus or car from Waterfall to Garie Beach. Don't forget your hat or sunburn cream. Fares approx 9/-.| | ||
|10|This trip is of an exploratory nature. Considerable climbing and abseiling involved. Also swimming in Canyon 300 to 400 yds. Light pack very desirable. Walk in to head of Canyon and out of Blue Gum is medium. Return fare 24/9.| | |10|This trip is of an exploratory nature. Considerable climbing and abseiling involved. Also swimming in Canyon 300 to 400 yds. Light pack very desirable. Walk in to head of Canyon and out of Blue Gum is medium. Return fare 24/9.| | ||
- | |11|Check with leader re train and ferry times. Combined fares approx. 18/6. Easy track walking from Kilcare to Maitland Bay. Swimming and sunbathing. Remember your "mosi| repellant.| | + | |11|Check with leader re train and ferry times. Combined fares approx. 18/6. Easy track walking from Kilcare to Maitland Bay. Swimming and sunbathing. Remember your "mosi" |
|12|Easy to medium tracks. Medium climbs in and out of coastal beaches. Swimming - Era-Burning Palms. Recommended walk for prospectives. Return fare approx. 11/2. This part of South Coast is very picturesque.| | |12|Easy to medium tracks. Medium climbs in and out of coastal beaches. Swimming - Era-Burning Palms. Recommended walk for prospectives. Return fare approx. 11/2. This part of South Coast is very picturesque.| | ||
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On November 17th Alan Abbott with his party of 6 set off to Euroka, thence to the Nepean River, returning to Glenbrook via Glenbrook Gorge. However, this is as much as can be reported. Except I can make an observation. That is, that the Admiral is only an amateur compared to Alan when it comes to losing bods in the bush. Where it took the Admiral three days to lose his party it only took Alan three hours. | On November 17th Alan Abbott with his party of 6 set off to Euroka, thence to the Nepean River, returning to Glenbrook via Glenbrook Gorge. However, this is as much as can be reported. Except I can make an observation. That is, that the Admiral is only an amateur compared to Alan when it comes to losing bods in the bush. Where it took the Admiral three days to lose his party it only took Alan three hours. | ||
- | Although the temperatures were over the 100 mark John White & Jim Brown still led their respective walks the following weekend. John reported his trip with 2 prospectives proceeded along Red Ledge up Mitchell Ck. O.K. However most of this area has been burnt out and the creeks are rapidly drying up. The tree that gives easy access up Mitchell Ck. is unscared. | + | Although the temperatures were over the 100 mark John White & Jim Brown still led their respective walks the following weekend. John reported his trip with 2 prospectives proceeded along Red Ledge up Mitchell Ck. O.K. However most of this area has been burnt out and the creeks are rapidly drying up. The tree that gives easy access up Mitchell Ck. is unscarred. |
The only activity during the last weekend was the Car Trial. Needless to say the event could be summed up as an outstanding success for the organisers but a hell of a trial for the bods trying to win. | The only activity during the last weekend was the Car Trial. Needless to say the event could be summed up as an outstanding success for the organisers but a hell of a trial for the bods trying to win. | ||
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- | BATTLE WITHOUT GUNS | + | =====Battle Without Guns - Short Story.===== |
- | SHORT STORY | + | |
- | Before | + | By B. Quigley |
- | - It was warm for winter and the earth sang under the strong sun. As I drew nearer the mountains a cool breeze sprang up carrying the sharp, clean smell of gumleaves. I decided to have a smoke in the shade of a large stringybark, | + | |
- | Alf is the bane of all bushwalkersf | + | Before |
- | a burst of pioneering egotism. As Alf Turner came nearer I began ' | + | |
+ | It was warm for winter and the earth sang under the strong sun. As I drew nearer the mountains a cool breeze sprang up carrying the sharp, clean smell of gumleaves. I decided to have a smoke in the shade of a large stringybark, | ||
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+ | Alf is the bane of all bushwalkers' | ||
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+ | You get to know everyone on the road after a while whether they belong to your particular club or not, and although Alf is an " | ||
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+ | No one, I reflected bitterly, could create as much hostility in a year as Alf Turner could collect around him in an hour. I remembered too, many a quiet campfire get-together which had been ruined by the sudden emergence of Alf who could repeat from memory every bush ballad ever written. And at night under the stars such efforts as " | ||
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+ | But putting up with Alf when you're on your own was another proposition - a very much worse proposition. I thought of pretending I was on my way back but soon dismissed this idea - he'd probably seen me walking ahead of him. Leaning against the rustling stringybark I resigned myself to three days of Alf Turner. He yelled an enthusiastic greeting some yards off. | ||
- | a. | ||
- | to curse the fraternity of the road - the fellowship of the bush and all that sort of stuff. | ||
- | You get to know everyone on the road after a while whether they | ||
- | belong to your particular club or not, and although Alf is an " | ||
- | ed walker", | ||
- | a party like a leech. He's one of those chaps who takes up such things as politics, art and music and wears them like a badge. I can recall one wet Easter when a crowd of us put up at a pub for the night and | ||
- | Alf sang lieder loudly in the bathroom and alarmed conservative old | ||
- | ladies with his radical views on free love and politics in the lounge. | ||
- | No one, I reflected bitterly, could create as much hostility in a year as Alf Turner could collect around him in an hour. I remembered too, many a quiet campfire get-together which had been ruined by the sudden emergence of Alf who could repeat from memory every bush ballad, | ||
- | ever written. And at night under the stars such efforts as " | ||
- | everyone has a kind of sneaking pity for the bore. They pity his lone- | ||
- | liness - his tremendous but futile efforts to win friends. | ||
- | But putting up with Alf when you're on your own was another pOposition - a very much worse proposition. I thought of pretending I! was | ||
- | on my way back but soon dismissed this idea - he'd probably seen me. walking ahead of him. Leaning against the rustling stringybark Ir6- | ||
- | signed myself to three days of Alf Turner. He yelled an enthusisstic greeting some yards off. | ||
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"Tired of the Navy," I retorted ungraciously. He tried again: | "Tired of the Navy," I retorted ungraciously. He tried again: | ||
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"Heard you won the D.S.C., Ted. Congratulations. Can't say I'm surprised - you were always game." | "Heard you won the D.S.C., Ted. Congratulations. Can't say I'm surprised - you were always game." | ||
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- | After a time I think even Alf realized I didn't want to talk. He proved a good pace-maker and I was content to follow his measured | + | |
- | the usual coil of rope dangled loosely from one of the leather straps. He had taken many a teasing about all the equipment he carried - but especially about that rope because he was not a rock climber and had | + | After a time I think even Alf realized I didn't want to talk. He proved a good pace-maker and I was content to follow his measured |
- | never had occasion to use it. | + | |
- | Alf's broad torso was bared to the weather and ludicrously supported on thin, gangling legs, while right in the centre of his bald head stood a wisp of grey hair which insisted on remaining upright | + | Alf's broad torso was bared to the weather and ludicrously supported on thin, gangling legs, while right in the centre of his bald head stood a wisp of grey hair which insisted on remaining upright. With long arms swinging vigorously at his side and the gargantuan pack on his muscular back he resembled a sort of cross between Gandhi and Don Quixote. These were the kind of nitwits, I thought, resentfully, |
- | ith long arms swinging vigorously at his side and the gargantuan pack | + | |
- | his muscular back he resembled a sort of cross between Gandhi and | + | We had arrived at the place where the road peters out, giving way to a series of cattle pads, and soon we began to descend |
- | .04 | + | |
- | on Quixote. These were the kind of nitwits, I thought, resentfully, | + | |
- | 9. | + | |
- | We had arrived at the place where the road peters out, giving way to a series of cattle pads, and soon we began to desoend | + | |
"Been a couple of landslides here lately. Slows you up". | "Been a couple of landslides here lately. Slows you up". | ||
- | We had lunch at the bottom of the Defile and began to ascend Wild Dog about three o' | + | |
- | Round me on all sides lay barren hills. They might have been the mountains of the moon so bare and rugged they looked as they shouldered that serene sky. Once I had found peace in these hills, but now they were like the ramparts of a hostile citadel. Just then | + | We had lunch at the bottom of the Defile and began to ascend Wild Dog about three o' |
- | a kookaburra laughed derisively high up on the ridge and in that momen' | + | |
+ | Round me on all sides lay barren hills. They might have been the mountains of the moon so bare and rugged they looked as they shouldered that serene sky. Once I had found peace in these hills, but now they were like the ramparts of a hostile citadel. Just then a kookaburra laughed derisively high up on the ridge and in that moment | ||
Then I looked down - right down into that defile called Deaths, and it seemed bottomless. The further we went the less foothold there was in the shifting shale. I had been right through the War - our ship had been torpedoed and we'd had some pretty hot engagements. Yet here I was experiencing a sick, panicky fear for the first time in my thirty-four arrogant years. Alf was climbing slowly - doggedly, and the sight of him angered me. | Then I looked down - right down into that defile called Deaths, and it seemed bottomless. The further we went the less foothold there was in the shifting shale. I had been right through the War - our ship had been torpedoed and we'd had some pretty hot engagements. Yet here I was experiencing a sick, panicky fear for the first time in my thirty-four arrogant years. Alf was climbing slowly - doggedly, and the sight of him angered me. | ||
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"Blast him!" I muttered, "If he can do it so can I." | "Blast him!" I muttered, "If he can do it so can I." | ||
- | For the next twenty yards there wasn't even a blade of grass to hang on to. I tried to push myself forward and upward. All the time my haversack was weighing me down. Swaying a bit, I struggled for foothold in the dry, pebbly surface. It gave beneath me. In a frenzy | + | |
- | of fear I dug my nails into that treacherous earth; but I felt myself sliding - slowly at first, then faster - faster. I was sliding down - down to where the rushing waters crashed over jagged rocks - down into the darkness of Death' | + | For the next twenty yards there wasn't even a blade of grass to hang on to. I tried to push myself forward and upward. All the time my haversack was weighing me down. Swaying a bit, I struggled for foothold in the dry, pebbly surface. It gave beneath me. In a frenzy of fear I dug my nails into that treacherous earth; but I felt myself sliding - slowly at first, then faster - faster. I was sliding down - down to where the rushing waters crashed over jagged rocks - down into the darkness of Death' |
"The rope ..! The rope...! Grab the rope!" | "The rope ..! The rope...! Grab the rope!" | ||
- | 10. | + | |
- | Then I became conscious of it - yards of rope - All's rope. | + | Then I became conscious of it - yards of rope - All's rope. The rope that had never been used before. I clutched at it desperately. It brought |
- | The rope that had never been used before. I clutched at it desperately, It brought | + | |
- | me. It was no longer something to snigger about - it was the most | + | |
- | comforting sight I had seen in my life. | + | |
"Are you all right? Can you make it?" yelled Alf. | "Are you all right? Can you make it?" yelled Alf. | ||
- | " | + | |
- | Alf began pulling from the other end and I started to shin up, making slow progress. I was badly shaken and it took a fair time to scramble | + | " |
- | up and join Alf. Fortunately he had reaChed | + | |
+ | Alf began pulling from the other end and I started to shin up, making slow progress. I was badly shaken and it took a fair time to scramble up and join Alf. Fortunately he had reached | ||
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All pretended not to hear. Puffing away at his pipe, he was silent for a while. Presently he observed, | All pretended not to hear. Puffing away at his pipe, he was silent for a while. Presently he observed, | ||
- | "Nasty bit of work, Wild Dog. Always glad when I make this ladge with its scraggy old gum." | + | |
+ | "Nasty bit of work, Wild Dog. Always glad when I make this ledge with its scraggy old gum." | ||
He thought for a moment, then went on: | He thought for a moment, then went on: | ||
- | "You know, I made three attempts at this Ridge before I finally beat | + | |
- | it," | + | "You know, I made three attempts at this Ridge before I finally beat it," |
- | He smiled at the recollection, | + | |
- | now I had never noticed what a fine, determined mouth All Turner possessed, nor how discerning were those eyes behind their hornrimmed | + | He smiled at the recollection, |
"Take one end of this rope and pull on it if you feel yourself slipping" | "Take one end of this rope and pull on it if you feel yourself slipping" | ||
- | "Look here, All .." I protested. Then a surprising thing happened. | + | |
- | "Shut up and do as I say:" he snapped. | + | "Look here, Alf..." I protested. Then a surprising thing happened. |
- | I took my end of the rope without another word. All continued on, the harness of his rucksack creaking and his studded boots biting into the loose earth. We didn't have far to go and when we arrived at the top of the Ridge I looked with relief at the gentle, tree-lined slope which now led down to the Gorge. It was hot and we stretched | + | |
- | 11. | + | "Shut up and do as I say!" he snapped. |
- | out for a rest beneath a thick, leafy red gum. I had been one of the club's best walkers before the war and now I felt conscious of a sense of failure. I said gloomily, | + | |
- | "Guess I ought to give up this walking." | + | I took my end of the rope without another word. Alf continued on, the harness of his rucksack creaking and his studded boots biting into the loose earth. We didn't have far to go and when we arrived at the top of the Ridge I looked with relief at the gentle, tree-lined slope which now led down to the Gorge. It was hot and we stretched out for a rest beneath a thick, leafy red gum. I had been one of the club's best walkers before the war and now I felt conscious of a sense of failure. I said gloomily, |
- | He sat up suddenly and lit his pipe before resuming, "The trouble, with you younger blokes | + | |
- | " | + | "Guess I ought to give up this walking." |
- | I look at Alf, no longer seeing his idiosyncrasies, | + | |
+ | Alf spoke without heat. " | ||
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+ | He sat up suddenly and lit his pipe before resuming, "The trouble with you younger blokes | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | I look at Alf, no longer seeing his idiosyncrasies, | ||
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- | 11...111=1.....11111=, | + | |
- | .wwwwwwwwm. | + | ---- |
- | FOR ALL YOUR TRANSPORT PROBLEMS | + | |
- | CONTACT | + | =====Breakfast At Eleven.===== |
- | =SWELL' | + | |
- | RING, WRITE, WIRE or ahn | + | -- Jim Brown |
- | ANY HOUR, DAY or NIGHT | + | |
- | ' | + | The dormant white ant that resides in almost every walker rejoiced when leader John Scott announced that the Shoalhaven trip of May 31st - June 2nd was being reversed, with transport out from Marulan on Friday night to eliminate what would have been the long final road thump. |
- | SPEEDY 5 OR 8 PASSENGER CARS AVAILABLE LARGE OR SMALL PARTIES CATERED FOR | + | |
- | FARES: KANANGRA WALLS PERRYS LOOKDOWN JENOLAN STATE FOREST CARLONIS FARM | + | It wasn' |
- | 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers | + | |
- | " | + | The crew, ten in number, was scattered into several compartments of the train. I helped spread the news, interested to see the reaction. Apart from a thin plaint from Snow Brown, there was scarcely a whimper or threat. I began to wonder if they had ever camped in a sheep paddock and walked an hour to breakfast. It seemed to me perfect white ant fodder. |
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- | 10/- " | + | Marulan |
- | WE WILL DE PLEASED TO QUOTE OTHER -TRIPS OR SPECIAL =TIES | + | |
- | ON APPLICATION | + | So we arrived at the gate of the sheep paddock, Margaret Innes, Frank Leyden and Barlow, Arthur Peters and self; and half an hour later in the rearguard, Heather Joyce, Jim Hooper, George Gray, Snow and the leader, Scott of the Shoalhaven. Actually, the sheep paddock was not quite so barren as I' |
- | 12. | + | |
- | BREAKMST AT ETPVEN | + | Ah, yes, came the morning. Were there no white ants or was it thought of breakfast an hour away? - we were walking about 7 a.m., before the long yellow sun rays struck across the lightly frosted |
- | -- Jim Drown | + | |
- | The dormant white ant that resides in almost every walker rejoiced when leader John Scott announced that the Shoalhaven trip of May 31st- June 2nd was being reversed, with transport out from Marulan on Friday night to eliminate what would have been the long final road thump. | + | That' |
- | It wasnft | + | |
- | The crew, ten in number, was scattered into several compartments | + | The pace was brisk. The worms were gnawing, and becoming more insistent |
- | of the train. I helped spread the news, interested to see the reaction, Apart from a thin plaint from Snow Brown, there was scarcely a whimper or threat. I began to wonder if they had ever camped in a sheep paddock and walked an hour to breakfast. It seemed to me perfect white ant fodder. | + | |
- | Mexulan | + | Down we went, under the steeply inclined wire of a disused flying fox (how much habitation there must have been on this churlish, harsh river-side from time to time! - mining of one sort or another of course), to reach the river in two neatly segregated parties shortly after 11 a.m. We should have established contact, I suppose - but no one could think far beyond the aching void, so we breakfasted in two colonies. Rather, our group which included the leader, made a conjoint breakfast-cum-lunch under the threat of another waterless stage which may (and did) last all afternoon. The other five (so I gather) with more confidence than the state of the nation warranted, confined themselves to a super breakfast, with bland belief that there would really be a lunch halt. |
- | So we arrived at the gate of the sheep paddock, Margaret Innes, Frank Leyden and BarloW, Arthur Peters and self; and half an hour later in the rearguard, Heather Joyce, Jim Hooper, George Gray, Snow and the leader, Scott of the Shoalhaven. Actually, the sheep paddock was not quite so barren as Ifd fancied: a few trees fringed the roadside, and we camped beneath them, A couple of tent crews found piles of blown grass against the rabbit-proof fences and formed deep couches -- (cane the morning and when the tents were hauled down they bore a remarkable resemblance to those old broken down lounges you sometimes see on rubbish tips). | + | |
- | Ah, yes, came the morning. Were there no white ants or was it thought of breakfast an hour away?' | + | All in all, it was past 12.30 when the coalesced party started up the long ridge across the river towards Tonga. The ridges from the Shoalhaven are all pretty much alike - little vegetation, green shiny rocks telling of upheavals and heat and pressure, standing on edge and crumbling into scree - and steep, so that the party plods doggedly. We topped our spur about 2.30, and when all were assembled and had caught our winds, went on to Tonga West Trig. |
- | Thatfs | + | |
- | 13, | + | Now there' |
- | out of the sink, 6r blown a hole in the retaining wall of the dam, and a large expanse of reedy grasses that crackled with frost and drought was all that remained of the water simply, " | + | |
- | A | + | |
- | we walked over, and though we were soon on a decided ridge, it had an interminable quality about it, and the hazy blue gulf of the Shoalhaven Gorge took a long long time to materialise, At least it was cool - so cool that we were at the top of the descent, looking on to the loop of the river around | + | |
- | Down we went, under the steeply inclined wire of a disused flying fox (how much habitation there must have been on this churlish, harsh river-side from time to time - mining of one sort or another of course), to reach the river in two neatly segregated parties shortly after 11 a m, We should have established contact, I suppose - but no one could think far beyond the aching void, so we breakfasted in two colonies. Rather, our group which included the leader, made a conjoint breakfast-cum-lunch under the threat of another waterless stage which may (and did) last all afternoon. The other five (so I gather) with more confidence than the state of the nation warranted, confined themselves to a super breakfast, with bland belief that there would really be a lunch halt, | + | |
- | All in all, it was past 12.30 when the coalesced party started | + | |
- | up the long ridge across the river towards Tonga. The ridges from the | + | |
- | Shoalhaven are all pretty much alike - little vegetation, green shiny rocks telling of upheavals and heat and pressure, standing on edge and | + | |
- | crumbling into scree - and steep, so that the party plods doggedly. We topped our spur about 2.30, and when all were assembled and had | + | |
- | caught our winds, went on to Tonga West Trig, | + | |
- | Now there' | + | |
- | haven lookouts except that it comma-ids | + | |
- | river and the soaring hills rising from it. No, at Tonga, you look | + | |
- | far - across toward Goulburn and south to Currockbilly and Budawang: | + | |
- | the hills to the south-west must be some of the high country beyond Canberra. Its a big sweep of ground, and on a clear, windy afternoon really catches the imagination. And what d'you know - there are no bullet holes in the discs of Tonga West trigl | + | |
The way from Tonga West to Tonga Trig lies through fairly open forest along the rim overlooking Horse Shoe bend, Since it was past three o' | The way from Tonga West to Tonga Trig lies through fairly open forest along the rim overlooking Horse Shoe bend, Since it was past three o' | ||
- | 14. | + | |
- | A little way short of the ridge going out to Tonga we dropped into the head of a valley, and swarmed up to a ridge running generally north of east. I recall this stage because as I came level with Snow he looked at me with a wan expression, asking "Do you feel alright? Gee, I'm hungry" | + | A little way short of the ridge going out to Tonga we dropped into the head of a valley, and swarmed up to a ridge running generally north of east. I recall this stage because as I came level with Snow he looked at me with a wan expression, asking "Do you feel alright? Gee, I'm hungry" |
- | Our ridge ran out into a steep grassy gully with a small dry creek bed - the upper part of Tonga Creek flowing south in a big loop to join the Shoalhaven. We rested briefly for it was 4.30, with sundown at five, and still a mile or so to the Tallowal road. Oh, yes, there' | + | |
+ | Our ridge ran out into a steep grassy gully with a small dry creek bed - the upper part of Tonga Creek flowing south in a big loop to join the Shoalhaven. We rested briefly for it was 4.30, with sundown at five, and still a mile or so to the Tallowal road. Oh, yes, there' | ||
When finally we could no longer kid ourselves that it would come good we halted, and started to look for a trail bending to the north. This brought up the leader and Frank who promptly shooed us on to a north east bearing, which we maintained (within a plus or minus 20 degrees or so) until we came on to a regular Pitt Street (you'd get a Land Rover along it) which in turn ran on to the main Tallowal highway (good for 5 mph in a four wheel drive vehicle). | When finally we could no longer kid ourselves that it would come good we halted, and started to look for a trail bending to the north. This brought up the leader and Frank who promptly shooed us on to a north east bearing, which we maintained (within a plus or minus 20 degrees or so) until we came on to a regular Pitt Street (you'd get a Land Rover along it) which in turn ran on to the main Tallowal highway (good for 5 mph in a four wheel drive vehicle). | ||
- | In failing light we strode north, investigating and then passing one very muddy waterhole in a creek bed, and entering the big clearing towards Tallowal as the stars came out. At just on six o' | + | |
- | Yes, quite enough of a day, and most of us were content to cook sedately around the several fires, stretch out a while and yarn, and then to sleeping bag. A comfortable night, not too chill, with a small | + | In failing light we strode north, investigating and then passing one very muddy waterhole in a creek bed, and entering the big clearing towards Tallowal as the stars came out. At just on six o' |
- | westerly shivering the tree canopy and stabilising the temperature. | + | |
- | With the exception of Tallowal Gorge, Sunday was for MB perhacs | + | Yes, quite enough of a day, and most of us were content to cook sedately around the several fires, stretch out a while and yarn, and then to sleeping bag. A comfortable night, not too chill, with a small westerly shivering the tree canopy and stabilising the temperature. |
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- | A glimpse of distance through a fringe of tall trees skirting | + | With the exception of Tallowal Gorge, Sunday was for me perhaps |
- | the paddock promised a reasonable view, and we downed packs and strode through the thin forest belt. In an old Federation Annual of some 16 or 17 years ago a writer calls Tallowal "The Kanangra of the South" and the description is not far amiss. Tallowal Creek in two arms, leaps out into a rift almost as imposing as Kanangra Grand Gorge and from the base of the toothy sandstone cliffs, scree slopes scarred with landslides plunge down to the stream bed. Misty sunlight, with a thin wintery brilliance, lit up the cliff faces on our side of the valley, and left the eastern scarp in delicate hazed shadow. The quietness of the air, the gentle abiding light, gave it all a vastness and tranquility that makes a lookout doubly imposing and memorable. | + | |
- | Well, a few shots for the photographers, | + | A glimpse of distance through a fringe of tall trees skirting the paddock promised a reasonable view, and we downed packs and strode through the thin forest belt. In an old Federation Annual of some 16 or 17 years ago a writer calls Tallowal "The Kanangra of the South" and the description is not far amiss. Tallowal Creek in two arms, leaps out into a rift almost as imposing as Kanangra Grand Gorge and from the base of the toothy sandstone cliffs, scree slopes scarred with landslides plunge down to the stream bed. Misty sunlight, with a thin wintery brilliance, lit up the cliff faces on our side of the valley, and left the eastern scarp in delicate hazed shadow. The quietness of the air, the gentle abiding light, gave it all a vastness and tranquility that makes a lookout doubly imposing and memorable. |
- | Then down to the Shoalhaven, and Glory Del - it's only twelve noon, so we luximate | + | |
- | We stepped out in the freshening afternoon on the road, and apart from a couple of diversions when some of the party sought to put a tottering sheep on its feet, and later when others went " | + | Well, a few shots for the photographers, |
- | With an ,hour and a half to train time, and no possibility of getting local provender, the scraps and oddments of the weekend grub went into an array of billies over a twiggy fire beside the wall of the dam. The early winter night closed down, and our breath | + | |
- | Presently the withdrawal to the station began. It was accelerated when the signal for the up line clanked down, but we were still only seven on the platform when the headlight of the train popped over the rise two miles down the line toward Marulan. A few urgent " | + | Then down to the Shoalhaven, and Glory Be! - it's only twelve noon, so we luxuriate |
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- | elicited that the stragglers | + | We stepped out in the freshening afternoon on the road, and apart from a couple of diversions when some of the party sought to put a tottering sheep on its feet, and later when others went " |
- | . up to the platform, where in true walker fashion (again) we gummed up | + | |
- | the works by loading ourselves into an empty box carriage compartment. (This is calculated to incense the station officer who waits patiently with one hand clutching a lamp and the other poised over the door handle.) | + | With an hour and a half to train time, and no possibility of getting local provender, the scraps and oddments of the weekend grub went into an array of billies over a twiggy fire beside the wall of the dam. The early winter night closed down, and our breath steamed in the still sharp air. |
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+ | Presently the withdrawal to the station began. It was accelerated when the signal for the up line clanked down, but we were still only seven on the platform when the headlight of the train popped over the rise two miles down the line toward Marulan. A few urgent " | ||
Then the night is tripping past outside, and some boots are removed, and some more rations discovered, and no one says a word about the Shoalhaven, or Tonga or Tallowal, but I'll swear most of us have a mental docket which says "Note for future reference and attention." | Then the night is tripping past outside, and some boots are removed, and some more rations discovered, and no one says a word about the Shoalhaven, or Tonga or Tallowal, but I'll swear most of us have a mental docket which says "Note for future reference and attention." | ||
- | EXTRACTS FROM ROSSO'S LETTER TO TEE PUTTS. | + | |
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+ | =====Extracts From Rosso's Letter To The Putts.===== | ||
Flat 6, 57 Netherhall Gardens, Hampstead, N.W. 3 | Flat 6, 57 Netherhall Gardens, Hampstead, N.W. 3 | ||
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Thurs. 24th Oct. 1957 | Thurs. 24th Oct. 1957 | ||
- | As you can see from the address, Don and I are once again back in our old room with Ann and Eric. Didn't expect to be back here | + | |
- | but as it was once again offered we jumped at the chance. Spent about one month out with our friends in Putney, --- Apart from this there is a continual stream of Lussies | + | As you can see from the address, Don and I are once again back in our old room with Ann and Eric. Didn't expect to be back here but as it was once again offered we jumped at the chance. Spent about one month out with our friends in Putney, --- Apart from this there is a continual stream of Aussies |
Expected to have quite a job in settling down again but it has been frighteningly easy, almost as though I'd not done the fabulous trip at all. I haven' | Expected to have quite a job in settling down again but it has been frighteningly easy, almost as though I'd not done the fabulous trip at all. I haven' | ||
- | Spent 11 weeks with Mrs. Phillips (she owned the car), her son Tony - just younger than me - and Don in travelling through Belgium from Ostend where we first set foot on European soil - in a fantastic cloudburst. North through Holland, taking in quite a lot of the country-side, | + | |
- | 17, | + | Spent 11 weeks with Mrs. Phillips (she owned the car), her son Tony - just younger than me - and Don in travelling through Belgium from Ostend where we first set foot on European soil - in a fantastic cloudburst. North through Holland, taking in quite a lot of the country-side, |
- | From Germany into a mere pocket of Austria to get into Switzerland. From here into Liechstenstein and back into Switzerland. Spent a full day in the tiny pocket handkerchief-sized Principality and thoroughly enjoyed it. Had really foul weather in Switzerland so decided to cut short our trip here and headed straight for Italy. Wonderful, colossal, fabulous, mighty, terrific super Italy! You | + | |
- | know, I enjoyed that country! Spent over 5 weeks tootling round thare The Italian Riviera, Pisa, Rome (oh, the memories!), Monte Cassino, Naples, Vesuvius, Sorrento and - best of all - Capri. For 3 unforsettable | + | From Germany into a mere pocket of Austria to get into Switzerland. From here into Liechstenstein and back into Switzerland. Spent a full day in the tiny pocket handkerchief-sized Principality and thoroughly enjoyed it. Had really foul weather in Switzerland so decided to cut short our trip here and headed straight for Italy. Wonderful, colossal, fabulous, mighty, terrific super Italy! You know, I enjoyed that country! Spent over 5 weeks tootling round there. |
- | North again via Amalfi, Posajana etc. to Pompeii. Here again for another week or so and on to Florence and Venice. | + | |
- | Into Austria, over the Leiber Pass, the steepest in Europe. It's gradient is 1 in 3* feet for over 6 miles without a break. Poor old Pansy just couldn' | + | North again via Amalfi, Posajana etc. to Pompeii. Here again for another week or so and on to Florence and Venice. |
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+ | Into Austria, over the Leiber Pass, the steepest in Europe. It's gradient is 1 in 3 1/2 feet for over 6 miles without a break. Poor old Pansy just couldn' | ||
Don and I started hitching our way from Salzburg after a mighty trip over Gross Glockner Pass. We gave up in disgust in Berchtesgarden in Bavaria, so caught a train via Innsbruck (where we stayed 3 days) to Milan in Italy, and there I spent every last penny I possessed and bought a Lambretta Motor Scooter. It is an Export Model and will be on the ship with me when I come home eventually. | Don and I started hitching our way from Salzburg after a mighty trip over Gross Glockner Pass. We gave up in disgust in Berchtesgarden in Bavaria, so caught a train via Innsbruck (where we stayed 3 days) to Milan in Italy, and there I spent every last penny I possessed and bought a Lambretta Motor Scooter. It is an Export Model and will be on the ship with me when I come home eventually. | ||
- | Through Switzerland again we flew, running madly against time, as Tony' | + | |
+ | Through Switzerland again we flew, running madly against time, as Tony' | ||
Up across into Germany. Southern is lovely but the North deadly. What a break to get into Denmark. The people are unbelievably friendly and pro-British. " | Up across into Germany. Southern is lovely but the North deadly. What a break to get into Denmark. The people are unbelievably friendly and pro-British. " | ||
- | After a few days North we went on our trusty machine up to Lillehammer, | + | |
- | 18. | + | After a few days North we went on our trusty machine up to Lillehammer, |
- | slowly working our way up and down, up and down through the mountainous wastes of the Fiords. | + | |
From Newcastle to London, just over-night, for here we discovered that Tony had suffered a relapse in Interlaken and would not be able to travel to Scotland as previously planned. | From Newcastle to London, just over-night, for here we discovered that Tony had suffered a relapse in Interlaken and would not be able to travel to Scotland as previously planned. | ||
- | Off we set again up to Edinburgh for the, last week of the fa=us Festival, where we saw a couple of Concerts and Ballets as well as the midnight and final performance of the Tattoo complete with firework display. | + | |
- | For 5 weeks we toured | + | Off we set again up to Edinburgh for the last week of the famous |
- | Well, here it is Friday afternoon and a weekend before us. Went to Phoenix Theatre in Charing Cross Road last night, saw John McCallum in "Roar like a Dove". Really an excellent show; in fact, one of the best, if not the best comedy I've ever seen. Superb staging and timing and not one bad choice in the cast made it a colossal hit. We went round to the stage door and met John McCallum. He was terribly pleased to meet fellow Australians and we had a long talk. Apparently he is thinking of taking it to Australia after its run here and asked if we thought it would click over there. There is no doubt whatsoever about that. General Montgomery was in the audience and we saw him drive off in a great flash Rolls Royce flying the Union Jack. We thought when we first saw the car that Princess Margaret was thBre, but soon realised that it wasn't her registration number. | + | |
- | Tonight we are all off to see "Sunner | + | For 5 weeks we toured |
- | We've got tickets for the Festival | + | |
+ | Well, here it is Friday afternoon and a weekend before us. Went to Phoenix Theatre in Charing Cross Road last night, saw John McCallum in "Roar like a Dove". Really an excellent show; in fact, one of the best, if not the best comedy I've ever seen. Superb staging and timing and not one bad choice in the cast made it a colossal hit. We went round to the stage door and met John McCallum. He was terribly pleased to meet fellow Australians and we had a long talk. Apparently he is thinking of taking it to Australia after its run here and asked if we thought it would click over there. There is no doubt whatsoever about that. General Montgomery was in the audience and we saw him drive off in a great flash Rolls Royce flying the Union Jack. We thought when we first saw the car that Princess Margaret was there, but soon realised that it wasn't her registration number. | ||
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+ | Tonight we are all off to see "Summer | ||
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+ | We've got tickets for the Festival | ||
Gosh, I've just realised that I didn't tell you a damn thing about the Scottish trip. Don't worry, I won't bore you with the details - just make you suffer the slides when I get home. | Gosh, I've just realised that I didn't tell you a damn thing about the Scottish trip. Don't worry, I won't bore you with the details - just make you suffer the slides when I get home. | ||
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- | Ding the holiday period with everyone away, how difficult it is to get hold of those vital statistics that mean so much to Bushwalkers - - I refer, of course', | ||
- | a the Meadows have recently acquired one, and also the Frosts, but have been unable to find out what-sex they are. Ah, well, does it matter at that age? We all congratulate the proud parents on their little " | ||
- | "Y -e-e-e-s, quite a good record shot, but as an exhibition piece it just ..doesn' | ||
- | And while we're on the subject of capturing, our little white- haired boy, Brian McLaughlin, is heading for the kangaroo country out west with literally pounds worth of bullets with which he hopes to lessen the plague-numbers of iroos. He has been commissioned to bring back a skin or two for the Butler bedroom, but it has been pointed out to Dot that it is the wrong time of the year for good skins as all the kangaroos will be moulting and scraggy. The things we don't think of | ||
- | Those Bushwalkers who keep abreast of the times in the wbrld of literature cannot fail to have noticed on the bookstalls a book by Marie Byles, "In the Footsteps of Gautama Buddha" | ||
- | will probably publish another book which should be good reading, for whether one absorbs one's peace in the foothills of the Himalayas or in the heart of central Bilr..ma or deep in the Au3tralian bush, | ||
- | silence, solitude, sun and wind and sky,. earth and water all speak the same silent language which all Bushwalkers understand. | ||
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- | When first Paddy started his business 27 years ago he emphasised the merits of lightweight gear and of course all " | + | =====Personal.===== |
- | It was with pleasure therefore that Frank Rigbyts | + | |
+ | During the holiday period with everyone away, how difficult it is to get hold of those vital statistics that mean so much to Bushwalkers - I refer, of course, to the arrival of new babies. I have heard that the Meadows have recently acquired one, and also the Frosts, but have been unable to find out what sex they are. Ah, well, does it matter at that age? We all congratulate the proud parents on their little " | ||
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+ | And while we're on the subject of capturing, our little white-haired boy, Brian McLaughlin, is heading for the kangaroo country out west with literally pounds worth of bullets with which he hopes to lessen the plague-numbers of 'roos. He has been commissioned to bring back a skin or two for the Butler bedroom, but it has been pointed out to Dot that it is the wrong time of the year for good skins as all the kangaroos will be moulting and scraggy. The things we don't think of! | ||
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+ | Those Bushwalkers who keep abreast of the times in the world of literature cannot fail to have noticed on the bookstalls a book by Marie Byles, "In the Footsteps of Gautama Buddha", | ||
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+ | ===A message for the Golightly' | ||
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+ | When first Paddy started his business 27 years ago he emphasised the merits of lightweight gear and of course all " | ||
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+ | It was with pleasure therefore that Frank Rigby' | ||
Further news on lightweight gear later. | Further news on lightweight gear later. | ||
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Lightweight Camp Gear | Lightweight Camp Gear | ||
- | 201 CASTLE REACH St SYDNEY | ||
+ | 201 Castlereagh St., Sydney | ||
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