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| |At Our February General Meeting|Alex Colley| 2| | |At Our February General Meeting|Alex Colley| 2| | ||
| |The Peryman-Doherty-Brown-Duncan-Joyce S.W. Tasmania Trip Christmas 58/59|Bob Duncan| 4| | |The Peryman-Doherty-Brown-Duncan-Joyce S.W. Tasmania Trip Christmas 58/59|Bob Duncan| 4| | ||
| - | |New River Lagoon to Kings, Melaleuca|Heathor | + | |New River Lagoon to Kings, Melaleuca|Heather |
| |They Continue To Be Weird|Nino Burntoffa|14| | |They Continue To Be Weird|Nino Burntoffa|14| | ||
| - | |Rugged Walking in Tasuania|Heather Joyce|17| | + | |Rugged Walking in Tasmania|Heather Joyce|17| |
| |Who'd Be A Walker|" | |Who'd Be A Walker|" | ||
| |Bushwalkers Are Tops|John Bookluck|19| | |Bushwalkers Are Tops|John Bookluck|19| | ||
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| Now to confess infers that I must have done something because clearly if you haven' | Now to confess infers that I must have done something because clearly if you haven' | ||
| - | As far as actual editing of articles goes, I've done next to hothing | + | As far as actual editing of articles goes, I've done next to nothing |
| The one thing I did do regularly each month was to present Grace with a number of pages of scrawl resembling Chinese, written on both sides of the paper with a pencil so hard that it was almost engraved, and these she always managed to translate and type in English. | The one thing I did do regularly each month was to present Grace with a number of pages of scrawl resembling Chinese, written on both sides of the paper with a pencil so hard that it was almost engraved, and these she always managed to translate and type in English. | ||
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| "We can run an extra four pages and a map or illustration every second month." | "We can run an extra four pages and a map or illustration every second month." | ||
| - | First, last and always come the contributors. Whoever they were, they never let me down. From the spasmodic "one per anaum" article writers and the travellers' | + | First, last and always come the contributors. Whoever they were, they never let me down. From the spasmodic "one per annum" article writers and the travellers' |
| In short, to everyone who helped me make our magazine this last twelve months, my sincere thanks, and for myself - nothing to confess. | In short, to everyone who helped me make our magazine this last twelve months, my sincere thanks, and for myself - nothing to confess. | ||
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| - | AT OUR FEBRUARY MEETING | + | ===== At Our February Meeting. ===== |
| Our meeting commenced with a welcome by the President to two new members, Len Young and Evelyn Esgate. | Our meeting commenced with a welcome by the President to two new members, Len Young and Evelyn Esgate. | ||
| - | In correspondence was a letter from the Rationalist ' | ||
| - | saying that the cost of arranging the furniture as requested would greatly exceed the rent we paid, and suggesting that we seek other accommodation if the present arrangement was unsatisfactory. A committee conSisting of the Treasurer, the Vice Presidents, and two nominated members, Frank Young and Fred Kennedy, was appointed by the meeting to find new Club rooms. In support-of the project, Jack Wren said that, in these days, you couldn' | ||
| - | The President reminded us that we are also seeking a new hall for the Christmas party. The Mosmah Roving Club had -written to say that it had no accommodation now at Mbsman, but did have a place at Killarney that it was prepared to rent. | ||
| - | Shortly after this Allan Hardie, back from South America and other | ||
| - | parts, entered the door amidst applause, and was welcomed by the President. | ||
| - | Evidently refreshed by his travels, lost no time in getting down to business. | ||
| - | A new hut, he said, had been erected in National Park on the ridge between | ||
| - | Burning Palms and Era. He wanted a protest made to the Park Trust. It was decided, with one dissentient, | ||
| - | for discussion with the National Parks Association. It was also suggested that, as the Federation re-union would be held at Burning Palms, a petition | ||
| - | could be drawn up and signatures obtained. | ||
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| - | Dorman' | ||
| - | Next he lodged a complaint that he had written two letters to the Editor for publication in the magazine. One had been published only in part | ||
| - | and the other not at all. The one that had been published in part contained sothe of "the facts of life" which had, for some prudish reason, been omitted,- The Editor explained that it was his privilege to edit and that the second- letter had arrived too late for publication. | ||
| - | Colin Putt, convenor of the reunion committee, told us that,. | ||
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| - | members never went anywhere except in cars and passengers usually contributed | ||
| - | 2/- towards running costs. The meeting was in favour of private transport - | ||
| - | and appointed Don Matthews transport organiser. Colin said that the committee-., | ||
| - | children. | ||
| - | Brian Harvey then moved that we hold an adjourned meeting in' eApril to discuss the 25 by-laws that would come before the March meeting feeIPM4tgication The meeting agreed. | ||
| - | Alex Colley then moved that, in order to give members a little time after meetings, slide nights, etc. to meet their friends or arrange trips, | ||
| - | the Club room remain open till 10.30 p m., if anyone wanted to use it till then, | ||
| - | The motion was defeated, of course. | ||
| - | Malcolm McGregor appealed for some slides of Tasmanian wild flowers. | ||
| - | He wanted them sufficiently detailed to make the individual flowers recognisable. | ||
| - | At Jim Hopper' | ||
| - | ====== | + | In correspondence was a letter from the Rationalist Association, |
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| + | The President reminded us that we are also seeking a new hall for the Christmas party. The Mosman Roving Club had written to say that it had no accommodation now at Mosman, but did have a place at Killarney that it was prepared to rent. | ||
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| + | Shortly after this Allan Hardie, back from South America and other parts, entered the door amidst applause, and was welcomed by the President. Evidently refreshed by his travels, lost no time in getting down to business. A new hut, he said, had been erected in National Park on the ridge between Burning Palms and Era. He wanted a protest made to the Park Trust. It was decided, with one dissentient, | ||
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| + | Dorman' | ||
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| + | Next he lodged a complaint that he had written two letters to the Editor for publication in the magazine. One had been published only in part and the other not at all. The one that had been published in part contained some of "the facts of life" which had, for some prudish reason, been omitted. The Editor explained that it was his privilege to edit and that the second letter had arrived too late for publication. | ||
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| + | Colin Putt, convenor of the reunion committee, told us that, in the opinion of the Committee, private transport could replace bus transport this year. Malcolm McGregor supported the suggestion, saying that bowling club members never went anywhere except in cars and passengers usually contributed 2/- towards running costs. The meeting was in favour of private transport and appointed Don Matthews transport organiser. Colin said that the committee also intended to organise a Woods Creek Surf Life Saving Club to watch the children. | ||
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| + | Brian Harvey then moved that we hold an adjourned meeting in April to discuss the 25 by-laws that would come before the March meeting for ratification. The meeting agreed. | ||
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| + | Alex Colley then moved that, in order to give members a little time after meetings, slide nights, etc. to meet their friends or arrange trips, the Club room remain open till 10.30 p.m., if anyone wanted to use it till then. The motion was defeated, of course. | ||
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| + | Malcolm McGregor appealed for some slides of Tasmanian wild flowers. He wanted them sufficiently detailed to make the individual flowers recognisable. | ||
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| + | At Jim Hopper' | ||
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| + | New South Wales Federation of Bushwalking Clubs __Annual Reunion Camp__ at Burning Palms Beach. Weekend of 11/12 April. Transport to Governor Game Lookout from Waterfall. | ||
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| - | Bob Duncan | + | ===== The Peryman-Doherty-Brown-Duncan-Joyce South-West Tasmania Trip Christmas 58-59. ===== |
| - | Boxing Day - December 26th, 1958 | + | - Bob Duncan |
| - | The coast road south of Hobart begins to peter out after about 70 miles. This is at Lune River near Hastings Caves. From here the PDBDJ South West Tasmania Expedition set forth at 3.30 p m. on December 26th, 1958. | + | __Boxing Day - December 26th, 1958__ |
| - | Our first job was to climb onto a range which we were to follow more or less parallel to the coast to Pinders Peak near the Southern tip of the island. | + | The coast road south of Hobart begins to peter out after about 70 miles. This is at Lune River near Hastings Caves. From here the PDBDJ South West Tasmania Expedition set forth at 3.30 p.m. on December 26th, 1958. Our first job was to climb onto a range which we were to follow more or less parallel to the coast to Pinders Peak near the Southern tip of the island. |
| To get onto the heights we started along a well kept 2 foot gauge railway line which ran up from the valley floor to a limestone quarry on the side of the range. This was easy going and Mike Peryman amused himself by lecturing Carl Doherty, who had left his leather gardening gloves in Sydney, on the density, prickliness and perversity of the Tasmanian bush. Carl's countenance became dejected but it was evident that underneath was a will to live and a determination to get the trip over and back to a normal enjoyable life in Sydney. To this end he scrounged around and found a pair of leather work gloves on the railway line. Before the day was over he was very glad of them. | To get onto the heights we started along a well kept 2 foot gauge railway line which ran up from the valley floor to a limestone quarry on the side of the range. This was easy going and Mike Peryman amused himself by lecturing Carl Doherty, who had left his leather gardening gloves in Sydney, on the density, prickliness and perversity of the Tasmanian bush. Carl's countenance became dejected but it was evident that underneath was a will to live and a determination to get the trip over and back to a normal enjoyable life in Sydney. To this end he scrounged around and found a pair of leather work gloves on the railway line. Before the day was over he was very glad of them. | ||
| - | Carl and I tended to straggle a bit, but halfway up the line we came across our leader, cook and map reader, Mike Peryman, who ordered us to leave the railway line and follow an old wooden tramway which headed back down towards the valley. This seemed like madness but in Southern Tasmania it is better to go ten miles along a traditional route than a direct one mile through virgin forest, and there was evidently virgin forest between the quarry and the tops.We therefore obeyed with only a few muttered grumbles. | + | Carl and I tended to straggle a bit, but halfway up the line we came across our leader, cook and map reader, Mike Peryman, who ordered us to leave the railway line and follow an old wooden tramway which headed back down towards the valley. This seemed like madness but in Southern Tasmania it is better to go ten miles along a traditional route than a direct one mile through virgin forest, and there was evidently virgin forest between the quarry and the tops. We therefore obeyed with only a few muttered grumbles. |
| The traditional route was certainly tortuous. It zig-zagged back and forth through dense rain forest along old wooden logging tramways. These were heavily overgrown and crumbling rotten. "A man's a bloody fool to get into this sort of muck" said Carl. " | The traditional route was certainly tortuous. It zig-zagged back and forth through dense rain forest along old wooden logging tramways. These were heavily overgrown and crumbling rotten. "A man's a bloody fool to get into this sort of muck" said Carl. " | ||
| - | As we climbed higher we gradually left the rain forest and entered a logged and regrown Eucalypt stand. The going now became even slower for the more open Eucalypts allowed a dense undergrowth of cutting grass and bauera. " | + | As we climbed higher we gradually left the rain forest and entered a logged and regrown Eucalypt stand. The going now became even slower for the more open Eucalypts allowed a dense undergrowth of cutting grass and bauera. " |
| - | The way through this cutting grass and bauera still lay along the old wooden tramways. All rails and sleepers had been removed from these leaving a double line of logs three feet apart. Every few yards you had to jump from one log line to the other to avoid the more heavily overgrown side. We at last | + | The way through this cutting grass and bauera still lay along the old wooden tramways. All rails and sleepers had been removed from these leaving a double line of logs three feet apart. Every few yards you had to jump from one log line to the other to avoid the more heavily overgrown side. We at last came to a long stretch where the viaduct was about thirty feet above the ground. I was still very shaky on my pins under the strain of a row of Christmas parties and a 45 lb. pack, and when I got to the other side my nerves were visibly shattered. "That was __mighty__!" said Peryman, Brown and Co. " |
| - | came to a long stretch where the viaduct was about thirty feet above the ground. I was still very shaky on my pins under the strain of a row of Christmas parties and a 45 lb. pack, and when I got to the other side my nerves were visibly shattered. "That was MIGHTY:" said Peryman, Brown and Co. " | + | |
| - | After the high viaduct the tramway went berserk in the opposite direction, diving deep into the bowels of a cutting grass-bauera mess, We had not pushed through much of this before our leaders decided that they had had enough. We spent a couple of hours hacking a space for two tents in the cutting grass, made a depression in the universal bog for a waterhole, and made camp. | + | After the high viaduct the tramway went berserk in the opposite direction, diving deep into the bowels of a cutting grass-bauera mess. We had not pushed through much of this before our leaders decided that they had had enough. We spent a couple of hours hacking a space for two tents in the cutting grass, made a depression in the universal bog for a waterhole, and made camp. |
| - | December 27th | + | __December 27th__ |
| - | The next morning our leaders, | + | The next morning our leaders, |
| - | We could now see more than ten feet and look back on Lune River and the sea, We had climbed about 2,000 or 3,000' | + | We could now see more than ten feet and look back on Lune River and the sea. We had climbed about 2,000 or 3,000 feet and progressed about five miles I suppose. A pitiful effort, but it had seemed an epic journey through jungle, eucalypt forest, myrtle forest and now sub-alpine tops. It was a clear sunny day and we sat down and had lunch. Lunch was the only austere meal in our ration routine. There was no cooking and hence no soup or dessert and we had to be content with biscuits, strawberry jam, nuts, chocolate and such like rubbish. |
| - | We had gone only a couple of miles across the tops after lunch when we came to a stand Of dead King Billy Pines. Our leader and cook, Mr. Peryman, declared he had never seen a richer deposit of firewood and suggested we make camp. This was clearly white-antism of the most despicable kind. It was only 3 p m. The party sat down and argued the wisdom of the suggestion at length. Carl said that King Billy was a most extraordinary timber and that though much of it had been dead for hundreds of years, it showed never the slightest sign of decay. Sections of some of the smaller logs which he prepared with his pen knife seemed to bear out his argument though not all would admit its relevance. It was noticeable, however, that the theme of the argument gradually changed with time from " | + | We had gone only a couple of miles across the tops after lunch when we came to a stand of dead King Billy Pines. Our leader and cook, Mr. Peryman, declared he had never seen a richer deposit of firewood and suggested we make camp. This was clearly white-antism of the most despicable kind. It was only 3 p.m. The party sat down and argued the wisdom of the suggestion at length. Carl said that King Billy was a most extraordinary timber and that though much of it had been dead for hundreds of years, it showed never the slightest sign of decay. Sections of some of the smaller logs which he prepared with his pen knife seemed to bear out his argument though not all would admit its relevance. It was noticeable, however, that the theme of the argument gradually changed with time from " |
| It was blissful lying in the sun, telling Snow that we should be moving on, and gazing at the blue sky patterned with wisps of white cloud. "What sort of cloud is that?" asked Snow Brown. "High Cirrus" | It was blissful lying in the sun, telling Snow that we should be moving on, and gazing at the blue sky patterned with wisps of white cloud. "What sort of cloud is that?" asked Snow Brown. "High Cirrus" | ||
| - | December 28th | + | __December 28th__ |
| Sure enough, the next morning was cold and drizzly but once we were on our way this made for pleasant walking. The route lay mainly through dense knee high scopari and other sub-alpine growth. The weather steadily deteriorated and steady walking soon became essential for warmth. | Sure enough, the next morning was cold and drizzly but once we were on our way this made for pleasant walking. The route lay mainly through dense knee high scopari and other sub-alpine growth. The weather steadily deteriorated and steady walking soon became essential for warmth. | ||
| - | After the routine 11 a m. snack of a 3.lb. of chocolate, Snow and Mike plunged into a patch of dense head and Shoulder | + | After the routine 11 a.m. snack of a 1/4 lb. of chocolate, Snow and Mike plunged into a patch of dense head and shoulder |
| We then set off for Lake Ooze. We climbed onto the bare rocky top of the range, fumbled about a bit in the mist and rain and then a terrific hail storm hit us. With our leather gloved hands cupped over our faces we struggled on but soon became separated in the opaque sea of flying hailstones. Carl, Heather and I lost Snow and Mike. I had been bamboozled by the rain and mist since leaving Pig Sty Ponds and had no idea where we were. Mike had the map. | We then set off for Lake Ooze. We climbed onto the bare rocky top of the range, fumbled about a bit in the mist and rain and then a terrific hail storm hit us. With our leather gloved hands cupped over our faces we struggled on but soon became separated in the opaque sea of flying hailstones. Carl, Heather and I lost Snow and Mike. I had been bamboozled by the rain and mist since leaving Pig Sty Ponds and had no idea where we were. Mike had the map. | ||
| - | Gloomy thoughts were descending upon us when the shadowy forms of Mike and Snow appeared through the hail. We headed back to Pig Sty Ponds and, finding a patch of myrtle and other jungle, joyfully plunged into it. The mud was knee high but the jungle kept the hail off our ears. We hacked a couple of tent spaces, built a platform of logs and branches above the slush, diverted the larger rivers which ran across our tent sites and made camp. After that hail-blasted ridge this was bliss indeed. It seemed that fate was against us making any progress on this trip. Yesterday we felt lazy. Today the weather had sent us back along our tracks. | + | Gloomy thoughts were descending upon us when the shadowy forms of Mike and Snow appeared through the hail. We headed back to Pig Sty Ponds and, finding a patch of myrtle and other jungle, joyfully plunged into it. The mud was knee high but the jungle kept the hail off our ears. We hacked a couple of tent spaces, built a platform of logs and branches above the slush, diverted the larger rivers which ran across our tent sites and made camp. After that hail-blasted ridge this was bliss indeed. |
| - | December 29th | + | It seemed that fate was against us making any progress on this trip. Yesterday we felt lazy. Today the weather had sent us back along our tracks. |
| - | Even from inside my tent I could tell that, though the gale had abated, it was still a miserable wet windy day. " | + | __December 29th__ |
| - | Ooze is a large beautiful mountain lake, lying in a glacial cirque. Behind it is Lake Peak rising directly from the waters. | + | Even from inside my tent I could tell that, though the gale had abated, it was still a miserable wet windy day. " |
| We had been walking for only about three hours but the next recognised camp site was a full day's march away and after yesterday' | We had been walking for only about three hours but the next recognised camp site was a full day's march away and after yesterday' | ||
| - | The weather had now moderated to a continuous windy misty rain so we had a feed and then crawled into our tents and flea bags. At least we were snug there. Our Willesden tents were really weather-proof. We were beginning to snooze off when a diabolical victorious roat rent the air. " | + | The weather had now moderated to a continuous windy misty rain so we had a feed and then crawled into our tents and flea bags. At least we were snug there. Our Willesden tents were really weather-proof. |
| - | leaping from his tent. "The C.B.W. party" replied Carl. " | + | |
| - | December 30th | + | We were beginning to snooze off when a diabolical victorious roat rent the air. " |
| - | Our objective today was Pinder' | + | __December 30th__ |
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| + | Our objective today was Pinder' | ||
| Then suddenly the mist lifted momentarily for the first time in three days, and we saw the beautiful islet-studded Southern Ocean, New River Lagoon and the long low undulating saddle leading vest to our goal Mt. Wylie. We imagined we could see our food drop on the beach of New River Lagoon so we orientated ourselves towards the saddle and rushed down the rocky mountainside, | Then suddenly the mist lifted momentarily for the first time in three days, and we saw the beautiful islet-studded Southern Ocean, New River Lagoon and the long low undulating saddle leading vest to our goal Mt. Wylie. We imagined we could see our food drop on the beach of New River Lagoon so we orientated ourselves towards the saddle and rushed down the rocky mountainside, | ||
| - | I could see that the scopari gave way to unprickly taller growth lower down and kept muttering to, myself " | + | I could see that the scopari gave way to unprickly taller growth lower down and kept muttering to myself " |
| - | "This is past a joke" | + | After lunch we bashed along the saddle through more scrub and scopari but somehow it didn't seem so bad now and we reached Mt Wylie and then the saddle between Wylie and Mt. Victoria Cross by sunset. |
| - | After lunch we bashed along the saddle through more scrub and scopari but somehow it didn't seem so bad now and we reached Mt Wylie and then the saddle between Wylie and Mt. Victoria Cross by sunset. This saddle | + | At last the weather was reasonable. The mist occasionally lifted |
| - | At last the weather was reasonable. The mist occasionally lifted | + | Today was the first good days walking we had done and after tea we crawled into our flea bags and dropped unconscious. I had just reached the deepest depth of sleep when I felt the earth heaving and shaking |
| - | and gave us a view. Behind our tents we could see that mighty mountain | + | |
| - | Victoria Cross. Right alongside us was Wylie, -while in front, the ridge dropped precipitously into the narrow coastal region, New River Lagoon and the Southern Ocean. | + | |
| - | Today was the first good days walking we had done and after tea we crawled into our flea bags and dropped unconscious. I had just reached the deepest depth of sleep when I felt the earth heaving and Shaking | + | |
| - | realised that something was amiss. "Earth quake" I yelled thrusting my head out of my flea bag. " | + | |
| - | December 31st | + | __December 31st__ |
| - | and MI racing you around the scopari in your flea bag to get you up." " | + | and I' |
| - | After brekker we walked to the edge of the plateau and looked down- on the basin of New River Lagoon and the ocean, and acros to the magnificent 4,000 ft. dolerite tower, Precipitous Bluff. Something like Era from Governor | + | |
| - | Game Lookout but on a grander scale. The route ahead abviously | + | After brekker we walked to the edge of the plateau and looked down on the basin of New River Lagoon and the ocean, and across |
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| + | We started down the slope, first through scopari, which we now regarded as easy walking, and then into forest and dense undergrowth. This became progressively worse as we got lower. "Well, we've been through some pretty bad stuff so far," I said, "but this is past a joke." Everyone agreed and we determined to keep in tight Indian file for if we became separated, even by a few yards, in this we would never find one another again. The slope was very steep and one heaved and shoved until one fell forward. Sometimes we would be struggling up to twenty feet above the ground and then coming to a less dense patch we would tumble gently towards the ground. The important thing was to stay upright at all times. When you finished head down, feet up, you could do nothing but yell for help. It would take days to go up this slope I should think. | ||
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| + | We reached the creek just above a large waterfall in time for lunch. A mile or two in half a day. Good going in this country. The creek fell into a slot gorge and then dropped through innumerable waterfalls, probably 2,000 feet in the four or five miles to the lagoon. | ||
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| + | After lunch we walked and waded down the creek where we could and climbed into the dense jungle, which overhung the gorge on both sides, where waterfalls blocked our way. This was really a black jungle and completely roofed the gorge in most parts. It was comparitively easy going in the jungle because there was no undergrowth. You just climbed through the maze of horizontal and vertical branches like a monkey. The ground was nowhere visible unless you went out over the gorge. We were now in top condition and beginning to really enjoy the trip. | ||
| - | We started dowA the slope, first through scopari, which we now regarded as easy walking, and then into forest and dense undergrowth. This became progressively worse as we got lower. "Well, we've been through some pretty bad stuff so far," I said, "but this is past a joke." Everyone agreed and we determined to keep in tight Indian file for if we became separated, even by a few yards, in this we would never find one another again. The slope was very steep and one heaved and shoved until one fell forward. Sometimes we would be struggling up to twenty feet above the ground and then corning to a less dense patch we would tumble gently towards the ground. The important thing was to stay upright at all times. When you finished head down, feet up, you could do nothing but yrll for help. It would take days to go up this slope I should think, | ||
| - | We reached the creek just above a large waterfall in time for lunch. A mile or two in half a day. Good going in this country. The creek fell into a slot gorge and then dropped through innumerable waterfalls) probably 2)000 feet in the four or five miles to the lagoon. | ||
| - | After lunch we walked and waded down the creek where we could and climbed into the dense jungle, which overhung the gorge on both sides) where waterfalls blocked our way. This was really a black jungle and completely roofed the gorge in most parts. It was comparitively easy going in the jungle because there was no undergrowth. You just climbed through the maze of horizontal and vertical branches like a monkey. The ground was nowhere visible unless you wort out over the gorge. We were now in top condition and beginning to really enjoy the trip. | ||
| Than I realised that I was strapped to a stretcher. My grey matter was not ticking over very rapidly but " | Than I realised that I was strapped to a stretcher. My grey matter was not ticking over very rapidly but " | ||
| - | ZEZZA_LagaN, Heather Joyce | + | |
| - | We could put it off no longer; we would have to start walking again. In the distance we could see the helicopter narrowly skimming over the Ironbound Range, carrying our now 'friend, Police Sgt. Hanlon to Kings and thence to Hobart | + | ---- |
| - | We turned back to our already overloaded packs. Carl and I had two airdrops of food in our packs plus some unclaimed gear of Duncan' | + | |
| - | We were on a buttongrass plain near the banks of New River Lagoon which flows down to the sea on the south coast of Tasmania. It could only have been a quarter of a mile to the water' | + | ===== New River Lagoon To Kings, Melaleuca. ===== |
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| - | the water. It was low tide and we wore able to walk on the exposed pebble beach or in ankle to knee deep water at the crook junctions. At 7 to 7.30 pm. we reached the mouth where there is a rowing boat on each bank for the benefit of walkers and shipwrecked sailors. It an excellent scheme except for the heaviness of the boat a; it's an effort to pull the boat s down the sand to launch them and an even greater effort to beach them/. | + | - Heather Joyce |
| - | The boys decided to coma back the following day to replace the boat on the far bank and sort out what remained of our airdrop, so wo pushed up the sand bank on to Prion Beach. This is the most deceptive beach to walk. It must be three miles long for it takes about an hour to walk, but the curve of the beach foreshortens the distance so that you can at all times see your objective but never appear to got any closer. | + | |
| - | No finished walking in the dark and lifinishcdtt | + | We could put it off no longer; we would have to start walking again. In the distance we could see the helicopter narrowly skimming over the Ironbound Range, carrying our new friend, Police Sgt. Hanlon to Kings and thence to Hobart |
| - | Suddenly a terrific storm hit. While I ropitched | + | |
| - | The rest of the day we spent in eating and by next morning we had sorted out our food and lightened our packs to normal walking tonnage. To say Snow was dreading the next stage of our trip was an understatement. The first time he walked the mile from Prion Beach to Doadmant | + | We turned back to our already overloaded packs. Carl and I had two airdrops of food in our packs plus some unclaimed gear of Duncan' |
| - | We pushed up a boat little creek that unexpectedly bursts out on the south end of the beach, but we must have followed it too far for we found ourselves in the mulga only too soon. It is rather difficult to describe Tasmanian scrub; it has to be experienced to understand. We made our way up the headland ridge avoiding the cutting grass, walking up the fallen logs and striving to maintain a general consistent direction. The usual way is to go where the scrub is clearest and so proceed in a zig-zag manner. After getting out of the valley we sidled the ridge until we came out on the top of the headland and for the first time in hours saw where we were - just above Prion Beach. | + | |
| - | Six hours walking brought us to Doadmants | + | We were on a buttongrass plain near the banks of New River Lagoon which flows down to the sea on the south coast of Tasmania. It could only have been a quarter of a mile to the water' |
| - | From there to Kings it was only ittrack" walking - not exactly mainland walking, but no more scrub-bashing like the early part of the trip. In fact, this is a really worthwhile walk, but then so is the first part. | + | |
| - | That night we camped on a quiet pebble beach next to Lousy Beach. Out to sea were the islands we had seen from Pinders Peak and seagulls rocked gently on the peaceful waters of the bay. Altogether it was a very peaceful evening | + | The boys decided to come back the following day to replace the boat on the far bank and sort out what remained of our airdrop, so we pushed up the sand bank on to Prion Beach. This is the most deceptive beach to walk. It must be three miles long for it takes about an hour to walk, but the curve of the beach foreshortens the distance so that you can at all times see your objective but never appear to got any closer. |
| - | except for the pre-meal occupation of pulling off the leeches - why did they all have to choose me? Unable) to bite through | + | |
| - | The next day we climbed the Ironbound Range up a well made track which you appreciate after first-hand | + | No finished walking in the dark and " |
| - | But oven as I gazed at this, our first view of the S.W., the rain- clod swept in. Once more we wore on the run, we must got off the Ironbound while we could sac the snowpolos. Again the descant | + | |
| - | We descended on to the Louisa Plains as the weather | + | Suddenly a terrific storm hit. While I repitched |
| - | Our last day dawnod | + | |
| - | On the other side of the range the snow poles led us across burnt buttongrass plains until wo burst through coastal ti-tree to the Boyd Greek entrance and the beautiful | + | The rest of the day we spent in eating and by next morning we had sorted out our food and lightened our packs to normal walking tonnage. To say Snow was dreading the next stage of our trip was an understatement. The first time he walked the mile from Prion Beach to Deadman' |
| - | ext onding | + | |
| - | A. well used track lad across the buttOngrass | + | We pushed up a beaut little creek that unexpectedly bursts out on the south end of the beach, but we must have followed it too far for we found ourselves in the mulga only too soon. It is rather difficult to describe Tasmanian scrub; it has to be experienced to understand. We made our way up the headland ridge avoiding the cutting grass, walking up the fallen logs and striving to maintain a general consistent direction. The usual way is to go where the scrub is clearest and so proceed in a zig-zag manner. After getting out of the valley we sidled the ridge until we came out on the top of the headland and for the first time in hours saw where we were - just above Prion Beach. |
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| + | Six hours walking brought us to Deadman' | ||
| + | |||
| + | From there to Kings it was only "track" walking - not exactly mainland walking, but no more scrub-bashing like the early part of the trip. In fact, this is a really worthwhile walk, but then so is the first part. | ||
| + | |||
| + | That night we camped on a quiet pebble beach next to Lousy Beach. Out to sea were the islands we had seen from Pinders Peak and seagulls rocked gently on the peaceful waters of the bay. Altogether it was a very peaceful evening except for the pre-meal occupation of pulling off the leeches - why did they all have to choose me? Unable to bite through | ||
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| + | The next day we climbed the Ironbound Range up a well made track which you appreciate after first-hand | ||
| + | |||
| + | But even as I gazed at this, our first view of the S.W., the rain-clouds | ||
| + | |||
| + | We descended on to the Louisa Plains as the weather | ||
| + | |||
| + | Our last day dawned | ||
| + | |||
| + | On the other side of the range the snow poles led us across burnt buttongrass plains until we burst through coastal ti-tree to the Boyd Creek entrance and the beautiful | ||
| + | |||
| + | A well used track led across the buttongrass | ||
| Kings is a home placed on the banks of a lagoon with a truly fabulous view of mountain peaks and ranges in all directions, with the mighty peak of Mt. Rugby looking down on them from across the water. No wonder the Kings live there (besides the little matter of their tin mine). | Kings is a home placed on the banks of a lagoon with a truly fabulous view of mountain peaks and ranges in all directions, with the mighty peak of Mt. Rugby looking down on them from across the water. No wonder the Kings live there (besides the little matter of their tin mine). | ||
| - | That night after a BATH we cooked and slept in a hut close to the house and next morning decided on a leisurely breakfast before a tour of inspection of the place while waiting for our plane to arrive. Over one serious discussion on aircraft carriers rose the low hum of an engine. "The Kings recharging their batteries" | + | That night after a __bath__ |
| - | That Cessna flight was the best I' | + | That Cessna flight was the best I' |
| - | And so we were back in Hobart to join the mad mob at John Manning and Barry Higgins' | + | And so we were back in Hobart to join the mad mob at John Manning and Barry Higgins' |
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| + | === Sanitarium Health Food and Vegetarian Cafe. === | ||
| + | |||
| + | __The bushwalking season really commences with Easter__. | ||
| + | |||
| + | Start it well by making the Sanitarium Shop Products the permanent basis to your foodlists. | ||
| + | |||
| + | Remember that there are no substitutes to equal the enjoyment and nourishment of our dried fruits, biscuits and other lines pre-eminently suited to the bushwalker. | ||
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| + | 13 Hunter St., Sydney. BW1725. | ||
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| + | |||
| + | ===== Results Of The Annual Swimming Carnival 1959. ===== | ||
| + | |||
| + | | |__First__|__Second__|__Third__| | ||
| + | |Men's Open|Bill Rodgers|Kevin Ardill|Bob Godfrey| | ||
| + | |Ladies' | ||
| + | |Men's Breaststroke|Eric Adcock|Brian Harvey|George Gray| | ||
| + | |Ladies' | ||
| + | |Mandelberg Cup|Nanette Bourke, Roy Braggy|Eileen Taylor, Jack Perry|Jean Harvey, Albert Smalley| | ||
| + | |Rescue Race|Jean Harvey, Brian Harvey|Georgina Langley, Eric Adcock|Lyndsey Grey, Frank Young| | ||
| + | |Long Plunge, Men|Bill Rodgers|Brian Harvey|Kevin Ardill| | ||
| + | |Long Plunge, Women|Nanette Bourke|Georgina Langley|Kath McInnes| | ||
| + | |Henly Cup|Georgina Langley, Nanette Bourke (each 10 points). Awarded to Georgina Langley|Brian Harvey (8 points)|Bill Rodgers (6 points)| | ||
| + | |||
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| + | |||
| + | ===== Paddy Made. ===== | ||
| + | |||
| + | After the rush for aluminium cooking foil and nylon cord following February' | ||
| - | RESULTS 0 THEANMJL 8WIMNGAB, | ||
| - | NEWS OPEN | ||
| - | LADIES t OPEN | ||
| - | MEWS BREASTSTROKE LADIESt BREASTSTROKE MANDELBERG OUP | ||
| - | RESOUE RAGS | ||
| - | LONG PLUNGE, NEN LONG PLUNGE, LADIES HENLEY OUP | ||
| - | First | ||
| - | Bill Rodgers Georgina Langley Eric Adcock Georgina Langley | ||
| - | Nanette Bourke Roy Braggy | ||
| - | Jean Harvey Brian Harvey | ||
| - | Bill, Rodgers Nanette Bourke | ||
| - | Georgina Langley Nanette Bourke (each 10 points) Awarded to Georgina Langley | ||
| - | pecon,d | ||
| - | Kevin Ardill Nanette Bourke Brian Harvey Nanette Bourke | ||
| - | Eileen Taylor Jack 'Perry - | ||
| - | Georgina Langley Eric Adcock | ||
| - | Brian Harvey Georgina Langley | ||
| - | Brian Harvey (8 points) | ||
| - | Bob Godfrey Zyndsey Grey George Gray Lyndsey Grey | ||
| - | Jean Harvey Albert Smalley | ||
| - | L3rndsey Grey Frank Young | ||
| - | Kevin Ardill Kath McInnes | ||
| - | Bill Rodgers (6 points) | ||
| - | After the lush for aluminium cooking foil and nylon cord following February' | ||
| Those who are planning trips for Easter (and who isn' | Those who are planning trips for Easter (and who isn' | ||
| - | TORCHES - small and large, metal, plastic or rubber cases. Priced from 8/- to 24/6. | ||
| - | WZMZIC), | ||
| - | aTZ...E._TOVEa compact and sturdy, just the shot for emergency cuppas 5/- | ||
| - | aumnaum - Tall and squat, 1 - 4 pints. | ||
| - | =a. A new line of lightweight, | ||
| - | rubber soled boots - 67/9 pair. The girls especially should be interested. Sizes 5 - 10. | ||
| - | Egg& - lines of dehydrated vegetables, soups, egg powder, ovaltino tablets, condensed milk in tubo s. | ||
| - | FOOD BAGS Plastic and japara, all sizes. | ||
| - | zsp jag - Aluminium and plastic. A largo array of shapos and sizes. | ||
| - | Bettor than over quality pink miners socks 8/6 pair. | ||
| - | And much more than we can toll you hero so come | ||
| - | 14. | ||
| - | no rntoffa | ||
| - | --LP.romptly.,,a,t':' | + | __Torches__ |
| - | at central, eying my ridiculously | + | |
| - | two, days with:: a ' | + | __Water Buckets__ - Japara, 1 1/2 and 2 gallon sizes. Zipp closure l5/- and 17/-. Open top 11/9 & 13/-. Plastic (strong) 1 gallon capacity 5/9. |
| - | . -- , crampons | + | |
| - | . . | + | __Metho Stoves__ - Compact and sturdy, just the shot for emergency cuppas - 5/-. |
| - | ,f | + | |
| - | ',' | + | __Aluminium Billies__ - Tall and squat, 1 - 4 pints. |
| - | .. . | + | |
| - | agitated and bog4n searching the whole concourse. | + | __Boots__ - A new line of lightweight, flexible rubber soled boots - 67/9 pair. The girls especially should be interested. Sizes 5 - 10. |
| - | ,. , ' ,., | + | |
| - | -: t | + | __Food__ - All lines of dehydrated vegetables, soups, egg powder, ovaltine tablets, condensed milk in tubes. |
| - | Ahl There was Digby, hurrying towards the platform. I chasod,4.. IID4..gby.: | + | |
| - | Hufriedly | + | __Food Bags__ - Plastic and japara, all sizes. |
| - | "Whoreinhell | + | |
| - | "If" I indignant at his tone. "2 have boon waiting | + | __Food Jars__ - Aluminium and plastic. A large array of shapes and sizes. |
| - | "ill, why didn't you come over with the rest of us? ho enquired we ;entered the Corridor | + | |
| - | "But there was no-one also therein | + | __Heavy Weight Socks__ - Better than ever quality pink miners socks 8/6 pair. |
| - | . -.Inhere, | + | |
| - | II: | + | And much more than we can tell you here so come in and look around. |
| - | .. . . | + | |
| - | map, , | + | Paddy Pallin. Lightweight Camp Gear. |
| - | "Not. :THAT map I II he almost | + | |
| - | . | + | 201 Castlereagh St., Sydney. |
| - | : : | + | |
| - | ? | + | ---- |
| - | trod the compartment and smiled as Snow waved a cheery greeting. "You' ma q.,, | + | |
| - | idby :introduced me. "This is Nino, follas. Alpini and all that.- | + | ===== They Continue To Be Weird. ===== |
| - | The Ma't t a rhern 2 the Watt erhorn 2 the Drierhorn | + | |
| - | . , - 9 | + | - Nino Burntoffa |
| - | Nino. ',. -, | + | |
| - | , | + | Promptly at six o' |
| - | Mike .91Putt ...and thing ichan. he . Ja | + | |
| - | Dalaimas II. . ...,.. | + | By a quarter |
| - | t::, .; ::- ' -,..: ' | + | |
| - | These who could reach., ma --shook. ,V, hand , warmly and the others | + | Ah! There was Digby, hurrying towards the platform. I chased after him. " |
| - | . _ | + | |
| - | hot which 4, b., | + | Hurriedly |
| - | -id said in a `dob,, tICIor 1 bad ,: | + | |
| - | .. | + | "Whereinhell |
| - | it gelutftY-, | + | |
| - | .n" :7; | + | "I?" I enquired, |
| + | |||
| + | "Well, why didn't you come over with the rest of us?" he enquired | ||
| + | |||
| + | "But there was no-one also there!" | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | "Not THAT map!" | ||
| + | |||
| + | I entered | ||
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| + | Digby introduced me. "This is Nino, fellas. Alpini and all that. The Matterhorn, | ||
| + | |||
| + | These who could reach me shook my hand warmly and the others | ||
| Soon I was seated alongside Digby who, like a good leader, began to question me as to whether I had brought everything necessary. | Soon I was seated alongside Digby who, like a good leader, began to question me as to whether I had brought everything necessary. | ||
| - | 15. | + | |
| "Got all yor tucker alright, Nino?" | "Got all yor tucker alright, Nino?" | ||
| - | oruckor?n I raised my eyebrows. | + | |
| - | filer grub. Food." | + | " |
| - | maht but yes. I have enough for throe days, in caso we " | + | |
| - | nYos," | + | " |
| - | are benighted." | + | |
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | "Yes." | ||
| " | " | ||
| - | nI havo several bags, Digby .." | + | |
| - | " | + | "I have several bags, Digby ..." |
| - | " | + | |
| - | "Snako-bite curo?n | + | "FLEA - I mean, SLEEPING bag." |
| - | " | + | |
| - | "You think I am unwise to go into the mountains without a snake-bito cure?" | + | " |
| - | nUnwiso17 | + | |
| - | HI will froozo? The snake-bite, it will mako no cold?" | + | "Snake-bite cure?" |
| - | "Now, wait a minute, Nino. Lot's put it in basic English. HAVE YOU BROUGHT THE RUB" | + | |
| - | Me rum? Why, yes. I have brought | + | " |
| - | "Nine ...n Ho was interrupted by a tall, loud-mouthod | + | |
| - | nAh1 The Admiral," | + | "No snake-bite cure? Man! you'll die." |
| - | nGumminout | + | |
| - | nIfll ignore that uncouth thrust," | + | "You think I am unwise to go into the mountains without a snake-bite cure?" |
| - | They made room for him and we were introduced by Digby. "Nino - meet tho Admiral. Admiral - moot Nino. Alpini and all that. Tho Mattorhorn, the Wetterhorn, the Driorhorn | + | |
| - | " | + | " |
| - | Whorl they began to talk animatodly | + | |
| - | cave s in their peculiar un-anglish | + | " |
| - | skis. | + | |
| - | " | + | "Now, wait a minute, Nino. Let's put it in basic English. HAVE YOU BROUGHT THE RUM?" |
| - | "Sure thing, Nino. Wo start off at Katoomba, | + | |
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | "Nine ..." He was interrupted by a tall, loud-mouthed | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | They made room for him and we were introduced by Digby. "Nino - meet the Admiral. Admiral - meet Nino. Alpini and all that. The Matterhorn, the Wetterhorn, the Drierhorn..." | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | When they began to talk animatedly | ||
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | "Sure thing, Nino. We start off at Katoomba, | ||
| The others murmured in obvious approval at this last remark. | The others murmured in obvious approval at this last remark. | ||
| - | nYair, " said Show. Es only a pro spoctivo | + | |
| - | ' | + | "Yair, " said Snow. "Es only a prospective. |
| - | As the rest of us moved toward the exit, the individual called The Admiral was frantically rummaging in his rue sac and calling out, miloyi | + | |
| - | Ho coma pounding | + | They would not want to burn me off. I was still pondering this statement |
| - | E | + | |
| - | WO looked back and indood | + | As the rest of us moved toward the exit, the individual called The Admiral was frantically rummaging in his rucsac |
| - | "Now, there' | + | |
| - | time. New, who could it bo? Nick? J.314? Digby?" | + | He came pounding |
| - | A dozen voices babbled at once and the one named Geoff, the wag, was saying, "Now, just what sort of a Charlie is I5ading this trip? Can't even | + | |
| - | (CONTINUED rlicr 22) | + | We looked back and indeed |
| - | 17. | + | |
| - | RUGGED WALKING IN TASMA.NIA | + | "Now, there' |
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| + | A dozen voices babbled at once and the one named Geoff, the wag, was saying, "Now, just what sort of a Charlie is I5ading this trip? Can't even keep with us as far as the A.B. Just how'll he be in the dogs tomorrow when we start to stretch the legs?" | ||
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| + | In the midst of the babel, Digby appeared from the direction of the other end of the platform with a satisfied look on his face; and to a chorus of remarks which, to my ears at least, sounded quite insulting, blandly enquired, "Well, how're we doing, men? All set for a noggin at the good old A.B.? Or d'you reckon we ought to bash on out to the Glen?" The answers were quite expressive - and understandable even by me. We would be knockin' | ||
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| + | I began to wonder if we would ever see this Mount Cloudmaker; but by now I was learning a patience quite foreign to my northern temperament. What if we failed to climb the mountain? At least my vocabulary would be much enriched. | ||
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| + | |||
| + | ===== Rugged Walking In Tasmania. ===== | ||
| - Heather Joyce | - Heather Joyce | ||
| + | |||
| Many people have asked me to tell them of our trip to Tasmania and of all the difficulties that befell us whilst walking in the roughest country in the world, so let me tell you of some of our more intrepid adventures. | Many people have asked me to tell them of our trip to Tasmania and of all the difficulties that befell us whilst walking in the roughest country in the world, so let me tell you of some of our more intrepid adventures. | ||
| - | Leaving Hobart we were farewelled by our friends, who wished us luck and good weather, and for a while everything went well and according to plan. Our transport took us through the suburbs and out to the more interesting surrounding country areas. About 30 miles out of Hobart we stopped for a light, meal and there our troubles started. We found ourselves in what was surely the loneliest part of Tasmania and certainly the quietest and most unfrequented. From our maps we could see which way we should go, but how to get there was the problem; after a brief conference the party split into two groups and moved off separately in an attempt to solve the dilemma. | + | |
| - | It must have been three-quarters of an hour of slow walking with frequent stops for rests before help arrived - a car was approaching | + | Leaving Hobart we were farewelled by our friends, who wished us luck and good weather, and for a while everything went well and according to plan. Our transport took us through the suburbs and out to the more interesting surrounding country areas. About 30 miles out of Hobart we stopped for a light meal and there our troubles started. We found ourselves in what was surely the loneliest part of Tasmania and certainly the quietest and most unfrequented. From our maps we could see which way we should go, but how to get there was the problem; after a brief conference the party split into two groups and moved off separately in an attempt to solve the dilemma. |
| - | Snow and I thumbed frantically and yes, the cars vintage | + | |
| - | At the next road junction we got a quick hitch on a dirt lorry for a mile or so, arid then we had a long rest near the top of a range where there was a fallen log in the shade of a tree and a good uphill stretch of road on which to play a game of Hflyil | + | It must have been three-quarters of an hour of slow walking with frequent stops for rests before help arrived - a car was approaching! At last our trip up the East Coast was no longer without hitches - here was an actual |
| - | So, once more we had to face reality and get back to Let 240 tell you, it was a tough trip and I've slides to prove it. | + | |
| - | I won't bore you with all the painful details of our tour, but like all Tasmanian walking, it isn't the mileage but the rate that counts, and our pa cc was very slow indeed and in short bursts with long rests between each stretch. | + | Snow and I thumbed frantically and yes, the car, vintage |
| - | NOT was our making camp an easy thing to accomplish - Duncan will agree with me here when I say that getting a tent up in Tasmania is a long job involving great skill and patience. So, for example, at Triabunna we had to cunningly pitch our tent behind the only patch of bush in such a manner as to hide it from the oyes of the local constabulary. Or at St. Helens, where we were unable to persuade the camp ranger that wo should spend the night in the Youth Hostel and where that same ligentlemann | + | |
| - | 18. | + | At the next road junction we got a quick hitch on a dirt lorry for a mile or so, and then we had a long rest near the top of a range where there was a fallen log in the shade of a tree and a good uphill stretch of road on which to play a game of " |
| - | But at last our groat advanture | + | |
| - | And the fact that we wore almost tossed out of the first class dining room 'of the "Tarunan | + | So, once more we had to face reality and get back to __walking__. |
| - | who'd be a walker- | + | |
| - | i was | + | I won't bore you with all the painful details of our tour, but like all Tasmanian walking, it isn't the mileage but the rate that counts, and our pace was very slow indeed and in short bursts with long rests between each stretch. |
| - | i was in the bushwalkers once | + | |
| - | they gave me a pack a rucsac | + | Nor was our making camp an easy thing to accomplish - Duncan will agree with me here when I say that getting a tent up in Tasmania is a long job involving great skill and patience. So, for example, at Triabunna we had to cunningly pitch our tent behind the only patch of bush in such a manner as to hide it from the eyes of the local constabulary. Or at St. Helens, where we were unable to persuade the camp ranger that we should spend the night in the Youth Hostel and where that same " |
| - | a haversaa | + | |
| - | call it what you will they gave me one | + | But at last our great adventure |
| - | quite new | + | |
| - | with a frame | + | And the fact that we were almost tossed out of the first class dining room of the "Taruna" |
| - | a present from the president | + | |
| - | the old fellows | + | ---- |
| - | fdalked | + | |
| - | forded rivers | + | ===== who'd be a walker |
| - | climbed cliffs | + | |
| - | camped at night | + | - i was |
| - | and the president said jolly good show chaps | + | |
| - | that was the day i showed a prospective | + | i was in the bushwalkers once\\ |
| - | how to be | + | they gave me a pack\\ |
| - | a walker | + | a rucsac\\ |
| - | i put this pack on his back | + | a haversac\\ |
| - | we wont on a marathon we came to a cliff | + | call it what you will\\ |
| - | take a Short cut i said he did | + | they gave me one\\ |
| - | he fell on his head the | + | quite new\\ |
| - | president | + | with a frame\\ |
| - | was | + | a present from the president\\ |
| - | genuinely | + | the old fellows\\ |
| + | walked | ||
| + | with theirs\\ | ||
| + | forded rivers\\ | ||
| + | climbed cliffs\\ | ||
| + | camped at night\\ | ||
| + | and the president said\\ | ||
| + | jolly good show chaps\\ | ||
| + | that was the day i showed a prospective\\ | ||
| + | how to be\\ | ||
| + | a walker\\ | ||
| + | i put this pack on his back\\ | ||
| + | we went on a marathon\\ | ||
| + | we came to a cliff\\ | ||
| + | take a short cut i said\\ | ||
| + | he did\\ | ||
| + | he fell on his head\\ | ||
| + | the\\ | ||
| + | president\\ | ||
| + | was\\ | ||
| + | genuinely\\ | ||
| distressed. | distressed. | ||
| - | CORRIGENDUM | + | |
| - | In the February | + | ---- |
| - | on Page 14 where it was stated | + | |
| - | 19. | + | === Corrigendum. === |
| + | |||
| + | In the February | ||
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| + | |||
| + | ===== Bushwalkers Are Tops. ===== | ||
| by a Special Correspondent. | by a Special Correspondent. | ||
| - | There are tushies | + | |
| - | While travelling along an uncharted road in the deptha | + | There are bushies |
| - | give us our daily rice. Moe, nqt bushwalker quantities, but the way | + | |
| - | luddha | + | While travelling along an uncharted road in the depths |
| - | bassies. We have eaten ovorytt4rig | + | |
| - | ; a wenderflal | + | Water it the only problem |
| - | Water it the only problem | + | |
| - | I had high hopes of being the first white man to travel from Singapore | + | I had high hopes of being the first white man to travel from Singapore |
| - | " | + | |
| - | nA hot one in a real bath tub?n. asked Lynette excitedly. | + | " |
| + | |||
| + | " | ||
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| + | "Yes," she replied modestly, | ||
| " | " | ||
| - | Then all -fingers pointed to 'me. "You' | + | |
| - | nI haven' | + | Then all fingers pointed to me. "You go first. |
| - | nYoul.11 | + | |
| - | nut," I faltered, looking pleadingly at the girls, " | + | ' |
| - | 20. | + | |
| + | " | ||
| + | |||
| + | "But," I faltered, looking pleadingly at the girls, " | ||
| "That s not a bath," interrupted Louise. | "That s not a bath," interrupted Louise. | ||
| - | l'And that I a no excuse, | + | |
| - | For a moment I he sit at ad, and t hen sulked off to t he bathroom. Five minutes later I stood staring at the draining tub. Three things have gone down that drain other than water - my jungle mud, including some Aussie dust my beeAtiful | + | "And that' |
| + | |||
| + | For a moment I hesitated, and then sulked off to the bathroom. Five minutes later I stood staring at the draining tub. Three things have gone down that drain other than water - my jungle mud, including some Aussie dust, my beautiful | ||
| Now to relate how we did the hundred miler in a Land Rover. First, the road must be well watered by a tropical downpour and second, the bridges rotten or already collapsed. When the road becomes saturated, it becomes boggy and bogs mean sticky business. | Now to relate how we did the hundred miler in a Land Rover. First, the road must be well watered by a tropical downpour and second, the bridges rotten or already collapsed. When the road becomes saturated, it becomes boggy and bogs mean sticky business. | ||
| - | I clearly remember Tess' first bog. It was only a little one. I was the culprit, all because of a movie which was to be staged, bit turned out to be a reality. Tess wasted no time in pulling out of that bog - only three quart srs of an hour. Some days old Tess averaged two to four miles per day, which included two or three bogs. Generally one before lunch and one before tea. Her one before tea was always at some goddamed forsaken place. Tess is a stubborn old girl when in the middle of a bog and refuses to budge. She's been pushed, pulled and jacked up. Dozens of jungle folk, Obang the elephant, bulldozers, lorries and brengun carriers have all pulled old Tess. The most amazing and quickest haul was by Co' | + | |
| - | A jungle without leeches is like a man without a woman. I consider myself a leech expert as I've been bitten in all parts of N.S.W. and Victoria and slept with leeches in Tassie, but never have I seen one like the Thai leeches. In the water they appear like little black snakes. The villagers are scared of them - who wouldn' | + | I clearly remember Tess' first bog. It was only a little one. I was the culprit, all because of a movie which was to be staged, bit turned out to be a reality. Tess wasted no time in pulling out of that bog - only three quarters |
| - | our misery, | + | |
| - | If To wasn't stuck in a bog, she was participating in a bridge crossing. One old bridge I was testing with my foot fell down and Eo did I. Being an engineer, I viewed the problem and made some calculations and speculations. Meanwhile, whilst diligently applying my theoretical knowledge, the jungle folk wore busy adding a few pieces of timber. Whilst in the middle of a calculation, | + | A jungle without leeches is like a man without a woman. I consider myself a leech expert as I've been bitten in all parts of N.S.W. and Victoria and slept with leeches in Tassie, but never have I seen one like the Thai leeches. In the water they appear like little black snakes. The villagers are scared of them - who wouldn' |
| - | to you coming?'' | + | |
| - | go. | + | If Tess wasn't stuck in a bog, she was participating in a bridge crossing. One old bridge I was testing with my foot fell down and so did I. Being an engineer, I viewed the problem and made some calculations and speculations. Meanwhile, whilst diligently applying my theoretical knowledge, the jungle folk were busy adding a few pieces of timber. Whilst in the middle of a calculation, |
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| - | P.S. Busbies, Lynn and I agree there is no country like Aussie land for camping. Eric Edis, who is returning to England, says the best camps on the trip, in fact the best in his life, were in Australia and when an Englishman agrees, that's something to boast about. | ||
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| - | keep" with us as far as the A.B. Just howill he be in the dogs tomorrow when we start to stretch the legs?" | ||
| - | In the midst of the babel, Digby appeared from the direction of the other end of the platform with a satisfied look on his face; and to a chorus of remarks which, to my oars at least, sounded quite insulting, blandly enquired, | ||
| - | how're we doing, men? Al]. sot for a noggin at the good old A.B.? Or d'you reckon we ought to bash on out to the Glen?" The answers were quite expressive - and underst a,ndable even by me. We would be knockini at the A. B. | ||
| - | I began to wonder if wo would over see this Mount Oloudmaker; but by now I was learning a patience quite foreign to my northern temperament. What if | ||
| - | we failed to climb the mountain? At least my vocabulary would be much enriched. | ||
| - | COUNTER MISAISN - Dung Khan | ||
| - | The page by Brian Harvey "THEY DID NOT mAKE IT" contains a few sensible suggestions swamped in much moralistic nonsense. Brian wags a finger at all whose walking activities do not fit into his own mould. About those who have a taste for material comfort he says, "The true walker has no other weekend vices" and, they are dissuaded by "the discovery that scrub bashing in the harsh sandstone country surrounding Sydney is not a Sunday school picnic with string bag and one cut lunch" | ||
| - | To the group whose taste is for longer walks than he cares to do, he says, "Just for a change, some leaders might put on official walks which prospectives could reasonably attend and not some super severe bash, which, boiled dew, is only a private walk for the leader' | ||
| - | In walking tastes I belong to the latter group, and I am moved to defend myself. The members of this rather ill-defined group go only on those walks they think they will enjoy. This is because they believe walking is a recreation rather than a religion. The group contains personalities ranging from " | ||
| - | The other class, those who prefer easier walking, are not forgotten either, for the bash group harbors in its ranks three members, Frank Rigby, Brian Anderson and Bob Duncan, who are declared white arta and who, while enjoying hard trips themselves, will for the sake of prospoctives resort to any subterfuge to shorten and soften all walks on which they are engaged. | ||
| - | It would soon, therefore, that the (nub will be best propagated by a friendly attitude to new members and a diverse Walks Programme so that all may find somewhere a trip to their liking. | ||
| + | P.S. Bushies, Lynn and I agree there is no country like Aussie land for camping. Eric Edis, who is returning to England, says the best camps on the trip, in fact the best in his life, were in Australia and when an Englishman agrees, that's something to boast about. | ||
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| + | * Carlon' | ||
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| + | The Business Manager advises us that the Magazine finances are now in such a satisfactory state that we are able to resume the reproduction of black and white scenes, maps, etc. within reasonable quantity. Contributors are therefore invited to confer with the Editor with a view to enhancing their articles in this manner. | ||
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| + | ===== Counter Mission. ===== | ||
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| + | - Dung Khan. | ||
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| + | The page by Brian Harvey "They Did Not Make It" contains a few sensible suggestions swamped in much moralistic nonsense. Brian wags a finger at all whose walking activities do not fit into his own mould. About those who have a taste for material comfort he says, "The true walker has no other weekend vices" and, they are dissuaded by "the discovery that scrub bashing in the harsh sandstone country surrounding Sydney is not a Sunday school picnic with string bag and one cut lunch" | ||
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| + | To the group whose taste is for longer walks than he cares to do, he says, "Just for a change, some leaders might put on official walks which prospectives could reasonably attend and not some super severe bash, which, boiled down, is only a private walk for the leader' | ||
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| + | In walking tastes I belong to the latter group, and I am moved to defend myself. The members of this rather ill-defined group go only on those walks they think they will enjoy. This is because they believe walking is a recreation rather than a religion. The group contains personalities ranging from " | ||
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| + | The other class, those who prefer easier walking, are not forgotten either, for the bash group harbors in its ranks three members, Frank Rigby, Brian Anderson and Bob Duncan, who are declared white ants and who, while enjoying hard trips themselves, will for the sake of prospectives resort to any subterfuge to shorten and soften all walks on which they are engaged. | ||
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| + | It would soon, therefore, that the Club will be best propagated by a friendly attitude to new members and a diverse Walks Programme so that all may find somewhere a trip to their liking. | ||
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