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-.;-.BUSH ARTISTS.
+===== Bush Artists. =====
 Clarice Morris.
-During these spring wildflower walks when one usually has time to pause and admire our native flowers in almost garden profusion, it is not unusual in the Sydney Hawkesbury sandstone area to come upon fine exaMples ,of aboriginal rock art.
-Whatever you may think of the abilities of the aboriginal in his natural state it is impossible to deny him certain human talents similar to air own. He, like us, ex/Dresses his desires and experience through art. He also dances, sings, carves and paints, but the type of art with which we are most familiar, is the rock carvings we see scattered on those mostly high, flat rock surfaces.
+During these spring wildflower walks when one usually has time to pause and admire our native flowers in almost garden profusion, it is not unusual in the Sydney Hawkesbury sandstone area to come upon fine examples of aboriginal rock art.
-The subjects vary in different regions, whether we speak of our local district, or of the thole of the Continent. For instance, marine subjects are much more commc near the coast; some tribes depicted them, others did not. Again, though some inland tribes ate river fish, they never presented them in their art. Strangely enough though such animals at the platypus, koala, wombat, possum, birds, are not often seen, the spiny ant-eater is not uncommon, while the wallaby and the kangaroo are hot favourites. Flowers and shellfish are among the rarest objects depicted in rock art, because they were considered to belong to the realm of women, and believe it or not, there was nothing effeminate about being an aboriginal artist. That was a man's work. Something like being a monumental mason, I guess. As so much of the aboriginal art had to do with native laws, ritual, fertility, and hunting for bigger rrne, perhaps the reason for the division of labour is easy to understand.
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+Whatever you may think of the abilities of the aboriginal in his natural state it is impossible to deny him certain human talents similar to our own. He, like us, expresses his desires and experience through art. He also dances, sings, carves and paints, but the type of art with which we are most familiar, is the rock carvings we see scattered on those mostly high, flat rock surfaces.
-'WARMER WEATHER
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+The subjects vary in different regions, whether we speak of our local district, or of the whole of the Continent. For instance, marine subjects are much more common near the coast; some tribes depicted them, others did not. Again, though some inland tribes ate river fish, they never presented them in their art. Strangely enough though such animals as the platypus, koala, wombat, possum, birds, are not often seen, the spiny ant-eater is not uncommon, while the wallaby and the kangaroo are hot favourites. Flowers and shellfish are among the rarest objects depicted in rock art, because they were considered to belong to the realm of women, and believe it or not, there was nothing effeminate about being an aboriginal artist. That was a man's work. Something like being a monumental mason, I guess. As so much of the aboriginal art had to do with native laws, ritual, fertility, and hunting for bigger game, perhaps the reason for the division of labour is easy to understand.
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+There are exceptions, particularly in the Kimberleys, where Dr. Phyllis Kaberry, a girl I went to school with, discovered that the wife of a clan headman, goes along with her husband when he does a repaint job on a crocodile figure in a cave, to increase crocodile numbers. As in the Kimberley paintings and the Sydney-Hawkesbury rock engravings, the dominating forms are human and huge spirit beings. I remember going on a walk beginning at Mt. Kuring-gai and discovering not far from the railway line a huge spirit being. Leading away from this rock carving, in a northerly direction, I counted 32 footprints carved in the rock in a distance of about a quarter of a mile. I saw another lerge spirit being someway off the track near Kariong, out of Gosford. This could have been almost thirty feet long.
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-There are exceptions, particularly in the Kimberleys, where Dr. Phyllis aberry, a girl I went to school with, discovered that the wife of a clan headman, goes along with her husband when he does a repaint job on a crocodile figure in a cave, to
+The manner of their presentation is also very interesting. If you recall seeing any of these larger-than-life human figures, you will have noticed that they are always shown from the front. Mostly with arms outspread or above the head. The legs are usually apart. The fingers and toes, if present, look like forks, the hair like that of a model who had just received an electric shock. Sometimes the figures had phallic symbols and were used for instruction of the young, as is seen in the carvings (off the beaten track to visitors) at Muogamarra sanctury, not far from the Hawkesbury River.
-increase crocodile numbers. As in the Kimberley paintings and the Sydney-Hawkesbury rock engravings, the dominating forms are human and huge spirit beings. I remember
-going on a walk:beginning at Mt. Kuring-gai and discovering not far from the railway line a huge spirit being. Leading away from this rock carving, in a northerly direct-
+Animals are usually shown in profile. Whales and sharks usually have one (sometimes two) eyes showing, with a line for the mouth, and sometimes only one pair of limbs or fins, shown. Mammals such as the kangaroo were drawn in profile, but lizards, snakes, turtles, were depicted from above. It seems as though the rock artists depicted their subjects from the angle at which they most commonly saw them; they would see kangaroos hopping, emus running, but they would look down on a tortoise or a snake.
-ion, I minted 32 footprints carved in the rock in a distance of about a quarter of a
-mile, I saw another lerge spirit being, someway off the track near Kariong, out of Gosford. This could have been almost thirty feet long.
+In many respects aboriginal surface rock art in our district seems childlike, because no effort has been made to suggest body contours, feathers, fur, scales, or tones of body coverings. Still in other parts of Australia, the aboriginal artist did some very original work, with the MIMI stick people and the X-Ray fish, kangaroos and birds.
-The manner of their presentation is also very interesting. If you recall seeing any of these larger-than-life human figures, you will have noticed that they are always Shown from the front. Mostly with arms outspread or above the head. The legs are usually apart. The fingers and toes, if present, look like forks, the hair like that of a model who had just received an electric Shock. Sometimes the figures had phallic symbols and were used for instruction of the young, as is seen in the carvings (off the beaten track to visitors) at MUogamarra sanctury, not far from the Hawkesbury River.
-Animals are usually shown in profile. Whales and sharks usually have one (sometimes two) eyes showing, with a line for the mouth, and sometimes only one pair of limbs or fins, shown. Mammals such as the kangaroo were drawn in profile, but lizards, snakes, turtles, were depicted from above. It seems as though the rock artists depicted their subjects from the angle at which they most commonly saw them; they lmad see kangaroos hopping, emus running, but they would look down on a tortoise or a snake.
+These MIMI stick figures of the north are in striking contrast to the huge figures on the Hawkesbury sandstone. Perhaps the fact that even adjacent tribes often had a distinctly different artistic history, accounts for this pattern of contrast. But no matter what part of Australia you travel and search for aboriginal paintings or carvings, you will find an all-over talent for telling a pictorial story. It may be the story of spearing kangaroos in Dufgy's Forest, of a whale feast in Muogamarra Sanctuary, or the trail of an Emu hunt in the big gallery in the red cave at Mootwingee, in far western N.S.W.
-In many respects aboriginal surface rock art in our district seems childlike, because no effort has been made to suggest body contours, feathers, fur, scales, or tones of body coverings. Still in other parts of Australia, the aboriginal artist did Some very original work, with the MINI stick people and the X-Ray fish, kangaroos and birds.
-These Milt stick figures of the north are in striking contrast to the huge figures an the Hawkesbury sandstone. Perhaps the fact that even adjacent tribes often had a distinctly different artistic history, accounts for this pattern of contrast. But no matter what part of Australia you travel and search for aboriginal paintings or carvings, you will find an all-over talent for telling a pictorial story. It may be the story of spearing kangaroos in Dufgy's Forest, of a whale feast in Muogamarra Sanctuary, or the trail of an Emu hunt in the big gallery in the red
+We are particularly lucky to be doing so much of our bush walking in the Sydney-Hawkesbury district, because anthropologists believe that in the heavily dissected plateau where one finds numerous fairly flat rock surfaces, there are more engravings, more carved outlines than in any other part of the world. They believe there are close on 4,000 figures, a wonderful record of the aboriginals long occupation of the area and an enduring museum of his culture - if vandals don't discover their whereabouts, or water erosion leach them away for ever.
-cave at Mootmingee, in far western N.S.W.
-We are particularly lucky to be doing so much of our bush walking in the SydneyHawkesbury district, because anthropologists believe that in the heavily dissected
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-plateau where one finds numerous fairly flat rock surfaces, there are more engravings,
-more carved outlines than in any other part of the world. They believe there are
+__Nature lovers__: Watch for the "Nature Conservation" Photographic Exhibition at Kodak's
-close on 4,000 figures, a wonderful record of the aboriginals long occupation of the area and an enduring museum of his culture -- if vandals don't discover their
+November 11th - 21st.
-whereabouts, or water erosion leach them away for ever.
-NATURE LOVERS : Watch for the "Nhture Conservation" Photographic Exhibition at Kodak's
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+===== It Tastes Better Smoked By Others. =====
 Puffing Billy Bunter.
-It was with the utmost dyspepsia that I read the article s on food in the last rag. Mi.. Putt's terrific calorific analysis made me feel quite heated, while Mr. Hallstrom's thesis obviously came from the very kernel of the nuts.
-Food is not a science - it's a satisfaction: Personally, I've always taken a greater interest in other people's food lists than in my omn. There is really just - one good food law that we should teach our prospectives and that is this: the amount of food you need on a trip varies in inverse proportion to the number of people accampanying you.
+It was with the utmost dyspepsia that I read the articles on food in the last rag. Mr. Putt's terrific calorific analysis made me feel quite heated, while Mr. Hallstrom's thesis obviously came from the very kernel of the nuts.
-Have you ever tried sitting by someone's fire and watching them enjoy their
-food, hungrily passing your tongue over your lips from time to time and making remarks about your flinthearted landlady who sent you out into the wilds unfed? Have you seen how they grow fidgety, how the gourmet gleam seems to fade from their gyes until, with brimming tears they say "There's really too much for me here. Could you finish it off?'
+Food is not a science - it's a satisfaction. Personally, I've always taken a greater interest in other people's food lists than in my own. There is really just one good food law that we should teach our prospectives and that is this: the amount of food you need on a trip varies in inverse proportion to the number of people accompanying you.
-Ai d it tastes so much better when it's tainted by the smoke of someone else's - fire.
-I remember the time when I led a walk on which my sole companions were three
+Have you ever tried sitting by someone's fire and watching them enjoy their food, hungrily passing your tongue over your lips from time to time and making remarks about your flinthearted landlady who sent you out into the wilds unfed? Have you seen how they grow fidgety, how the gourmet gleam seems to fade from their eyes until, with brimming tears they say "There's really too much for me here. Could you finish it off?"
-very eligible lady walker s. By some strange mischance, my. only food for the weekend
-.
+And it tastes so much better when it's tainted by the smoke of someone else's fire.
-was a bottle of rum - but even so, I found it hard to suppress a burp after every meal.
-No, if you want to eat well on walks, don't carry four thousand oalories or a cucumber skin with you - just study what the others are eating; there's always someone -with too much.
+I remember the time when I led a walk on which my sole companions were three very eligible lady walkers. By some strange mischance, my only food for the weekend was a bottle of rum - but even so, I found it hard to suppress a burp after every meal.
-CHRISTMAS CARDS FOR BUSHIES.
+No, if you want to eat well on walks, don't carry four thousand calories or a cucumber skin with you - just study what the others are eating; there's always someone -with too much.
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+=== Christmas cards for bushies. ===
 The National Parks Association has produced a high quality Christmas Card featuring a scene in Blue Gum Forest. Give your friends a treat (and help publicise the N.P.A.) by using these cards this Christmas.
 Price 1/3d. each.
-For sample: See Club Notice Board.
-For supplies: Contact Tom Mbppett - 118873.
+For sample: See Club Notice Board. For supplies: Contact Tom Moppett - JA8873.
-KOSCIUSKO CROCKS.
-Stuart Brookes Ron Knightley
+----
-Bill Bourke -(old member) - injured eye.
-- broken shoulder - 5 slope, easy sngw,. using his wife's skis.
+=== Kosciusko Crocks. ===
-broken tibia.
- OOOOO
+Stuart Brookes (old member) - injured eye.
-INSTRUCTIONAL ON THE.COLO.
+Ron Knightley - broken shoulder - 5° slope, easy snow, using his wife's skis.
+Bill Bourke - broken tibia.
+----
+=== Instructional on the Colo. ===
 A well attended, well organised informal affair. Swimming, a canoe, and a rubber dinghy plus some climbing added interest. (So did the presence of two representatives of a woman's magazine.) Supper was provided by the leader.
 Good on yer, Snow!
-WALKING TRIAL (12 hours).
-.ght parties entered and interesting routes were taken, e g. Kanangra - cross Kawmung, Scott's Main Range - Cookem - Black Dog; Jenolan - Harry's River - Breakfast Creek.
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+=== Walking trial (12 hours). ===
+Eight parties entered and interesting routes were taken, e.g. Kanangra - cross Kawmung, Scott's Main Range - Cookem - Black Dog; Jenolan - Harry's River - Breakfast Creek.
 It all ended in a campfire at Carlon's on Saturday night, followed by a spinebash on Sunday.
-lalgiu WEEKEND.
-On the Wollondi117 18 members (plus 13 kids) Some showers, but not enough to
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-dampen spirits.
-Jack Perry had 7 in his Ti Willa party (mist again, swam the Col:again; you'd
+=== The long weekend. ===
-almost think it was Easter).
-Other parties to the-Tinderry's (fine on Monday, Alpine vistas), Wee Jasper (no details), Newnes (N.P.A.), Mangrove Mountain area (very, wet), Kosciusko (now.
+On the Wollondi11y 18 members (plus 13 kids) - some showers, but not enough to dampen spirits.
-.
-"THE RATES WERE DELICIOUS"
+Jack Perry had 7 in his Ti Willa party (mist again, swam the Cox again; you'd almost think it was Easter).
-or
-"DING DONG YOUR. DINNER"
+Other parties to the Tinderry's (fine on Monday, Alpine vistas), Wee Jasper (no details), Newnes (N.P.A.), Mangrove Mountain area (very wet), Kosciusko (snow).
-Written by J.W. for Eileen,
-Snow, George and Yarmak.
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-It was all Snow's fault. But then it always is. He suggested White's River Hut and as I had had two goes at getting there, I said whaoko!:
-Yarmak and I went down to Cooma on the Midnight Horror (alias the Koszi Snow Express) and met Snow, George and Eileen at the Hotel site early Saturday morning; well, it was 11 o'clock any-way, we loaded the food and gear into the oars and set off to Munyang Power Station.
+===== "The Rates Were Delicious" or "Ding Dong Your Dinner". =====
-While we were off-loading the food and sorting out how much light stuff we could each get into our respective packs and how much heavy stuff we could push off on to someone else, we were nearly run over by a large tourist bus which descended on us, belching black smoke and disgorging hundreds of tourists. They eyed us curiously, and
-our great pile of food incredulously. But there were five of us to eat it!
+Written by J.W. for Eileen, Snow, George and Yarmak.
-"We've got a steep climb up the Penstock:but after that its flat all the way, so
-we'll be there for tea" says Snow'. We groaned and tried to get above horizontal
+It was all Snow's fault. But then it always is. He suggested White's River Hut and as I had had two goes at getting there, I said whaoko!!
-under our packs and skis and dutifully trotted after him up the zigzag road. At 3.32 p m. the following day we arrived at White's River Hut.
-"There might be Rats here" says Snow. So when it was time for bed we did our packs Up tight, pulled our heads in and went to sleep on the mattresses on the floor. About 12 O'clock there was 'a bit of a rumpus among the fillies and things on the table.
+Yarmak and I went down to Cooma on the Midnight Horror (alias the Koszi Snow Express) and met Snow, George and Eileen at the Hotel site early Saturday morning; well, it was 11 o'clock any-way, we loaded the food and gear into the cars and set off to Munyang Power Station.
-I sat up' and looked around) but couldn't see a thing except a tin, which had obviously
-fallen off the table and was rocking slowly back and forth on the floor. 'Tram" I
+While we were off-loading the food and sorting out how much light stuff we could each get into our respective packs and how much heavy stuff we could push off on to someone else, we were nearly run over by a large tourist bus which descended on us, belching black smoke and disgorging hundreds of tourists. They eyed us curiously, and our great pile of food incredulously. But there __were__ five of us to eat it!
-thought "Rats". I struggled up and hopped over to the table to investigate, but didn't look in the pack Which was on the table in case a rat jumped out on top of me.
-Not a thing moved, not a sound anywhere, so abandoning the search, I went back:to the
+"We've got a steep climb up the Penstock but after that its flat all the way, so we'll be there for tea" says Snow. We groaned and tried to get above horizontal under our packs and skis and dutifully trotted after him up the zigzag road. At 3.32 p.m. the following day we arrived at White's River Hut.
-crack beside George in which I had been wedged. Once on your side and you couldn't move an inch.
-I had no sooner got comfortable when one of the plates fell onto the floor -with a crash and we all jumped upright, even Snow; but the Rat was gone, and after hanging
+"There might be Rats here" says Snow. So when it was time for bed we did our packs up tight, pulled our heads in and went to sleep on the mattresses on the floor. About 12 o'clock there was a bit of a rumpus among the dillies and things on the table. I sat up and looked around, but couldn't see a thing except a tin, which had obviously fallen off the table and was rocking slowly back and forth on the floor. Mmm" I thought "Rats". I struggled up and hopped over to the table to investigate, but didn't look in the pack which was on the table in case a rat jumped out on top of me. Not a thing moved, not a sound anywhere, so abandoning the search, I went back to the crack beside George in which I had been wedged. Once on your side and you couldn't move an inch.
-up the packs and plugging up one of the more obvious holes we all went back to bed.
-George had blocked up the hole with a tine and a large stone on top. For half an hour
+I had no sooner got comfortable when one of the plates fell onto the floor with a crash and we all jumped upright, even Snow; but the Rat was gone, and after hanging up the packs and plugging up one of the more obvious holes we all went back to bed. George had blocked up the hole with a tine and a large stone on top. For half an hour after the poor rat strained and grunted with exertion trying to get that rock off his hole and for spite came over and chewed Yarmak's flying helmet, which Yarmak happened to be wearing at the time.
-after the poor rat strained and grunted with exertion trying to get that rock off his
-hole and for spite came over and chewed Yarmak's flying helmet, which Yarmak happened. - to be Wearing at the time.
+The following day was mighty, with clear blue sky and marvellous snow. The boys went up to Dickey Cooper, Bogong, and gloated over the view and the fantastic rundown, while Eileen and I made a great job of messing up the slopes around the hut. That night was rather quiet with only one exchange between Snow and the Rat, with Snow relatively victorious.
-The following day was mighty, with clear blue sky- and marvellous snow. The boys went up to Dickey Cooper, Bogong, and gloated over the view and the fantastic rundown, while Eileen and I made a great job of messing up the slopes around the hut. That
-. night as rather quiet litith only one exchange between Snow and the Rat, with Snow relatively victorious.
+Tuesday saw us up fairly early and away to Tate. With skins on our skis the climb up to the tops was maggies meat.  From the tops (where we ate Loganberry Snow) we could see The Grey Mare Range, Twynam and then over the Murray Valley to Bogong in Victoria.
-Tuesday saw us up fairly early and away to Tate. With skins on our skis the climb up to the tops was maggies meat.  From the tops (where we ate Loganberry Snow) we could see The Grey Mare Range, TiArnam and then over the Murray Valley to Bogong in Victoria.
-After lunch which we ate on Tate's west ridge Eileen and I started back, as a storm was brewing, leaving Snow and George to complete the climb. The trip back in the gathering storm was very impressive. The mist gathered around us, enclosing us in a macld of silence, lifting only once to give us a magnificent view of Jagangal, lit with gold from the late sun, to a backdrop of angry blue black storm clouds. Yarmak greeted us back at the hut and very soon after Snow and George arrived, bePting the darkness by about half an hour.
+After lunch which we ate on Tate's west ridge Eileen and I started back, as a storm was brewing, leaving Snow and George to complete the climb. The trip back in the gathering storm was very impressive. The mist gathered around us, enclosing us in a world of silence, lifting only once to give us a magnificent view of Jagangal, lit with gold from the late sun, to a backdrop of angry blue black storm clouds. Yarmak greeted us back at the hut and very soon after Snow and George arrived, beating the darkness by about half an hour.
-Now Tuesday night was a crucial point in oar stay at White's River. Till then we and the Rats were just about even. One al. But that night we mere soundly beaten. After taking the usual precautions of hanging up packs and putting any good amay in the meat safe, we retired to bed, equipped with the usual accoutrements. Yarmak (who was sleeping on the floor) with a large axe handle, George, who was sleeping opposite him, with an old pair of boots, a large lump of mood and a torch. We all lay trying to be asleep when Snow, who had plugged up a Rathole near the head of his bed, whispered "My God, he's here chewing the paper". We still don't know if the Rat had run up the bedpost and was chewing it from Snow's side or not, but it upset Snow. On went the torch and two Rats ran for home, with Yarmak hastening their passage with a few shattering blows with the axe handle. We lay back:to see what they mould do next, and it wasn't long before out they came again. Whack, whack, in the wood pile. Whack in between the two beds. Bang, bang, bang. "Surely we got one that time, but no. Lay out some more bait.
-George sprinkled the floor and Yarmak liberally, but the Rat didn't even wait till we put the torch off. He raced out of a hole and gobbled some, so it was whack, whack, whack again. "That's a rude trick to play on a Dad" says Yarmak. "These Rates are beyond everything", says George, "we'll have to make a trap. Now if we use one of those four gallon drums and suspend it from the ceiling and have a trigger mechanism, so that when the Rat chews through it, down comes the dram". Snigg-pg-er. We were all listening to George, and so was the Rat, but he had the hide to laugh.
+Now Tuesday night was a crucial point in oar stay at White's River. Till then we and the Rats were just about even. One all. But that night we were soundly beaten. After taking the usual precautions of hanging up packs and putting any good away in the meat safe, we retired to bed, equipped with the usual accoutrements. Yarmak (who was sleeping on the floor) with a large axe handle, George, who was sleeping opposite him, with an old pair of boots, a large lump of wood and a torch. We all lay trying to be asleep when Snow, who had plugged up a Rathole near the head of his bed, whispered "My God, he's here chewing the paper". We still don't know if the Rat had run up the bedpost and was chewing it from Snow's side or not, but it upset Snow. On went the torch and two Rats ran for home, with Yarmak hastening their passage with a few shattering blows with the axe handle. We lay back to see what they would do next, and it wasn't long before out they came again. Whack, whack, in the wood pile. Whack in between the two beds. Bang, bang, bang. "Surely we got one that time, but no. Lay out some more bait.
-Meanmhile out in the main room the rest of the Rat family were having a glorious time sliding off the top of the meat safe and sharpening up their teeth on the gauze sides, preparatory to coming in and having a chew at us. For the rest of the night I slept soundly, but in the morning George informed us that they had used his bunk for a race track and even had the hide to chew at his hair.
-The following day was a rest day, when we gathered strength, and collected
+George sprinkled the floor and Yarmak liberally, but the Rat didn't even wait till we put the torch off. He raced out of a hole and gobbled some, so it was whack, whack, whack again. "That's a rude trick to play on a Dad" says Yarmak. "These Rates are beyond everything", says George, "we'll have to make a trap. Now if we use one of those four gallon drums and suspend it from the ceiling and have a trigger mechanism, so that when the Rat chews through it, down comes the drum". Snigg-gg-er. We were all listening to George, and so was the Rat, but he had the hide to laugh.
-amo to battle with the Rats. The trap was duly contrived, much to the horror of five
-bods from Guthega, who mere visiting at White's. They were so upset nt our Rat tales that they slept in the hut next door. After tea the traps were set 1 amidst great hilarity. It was absolutely impossible to get from the bunks to the outside door without getting your legs knocked from under you or your skull bashed in.
+Meanwhile out in the main room the rest of the Rat family were having a glorious time sliding off the top of the meat safe and sharpening up their teeth on the gauze sides, preparatory to coming in and having a chew at us. For the rest of the night I slept soundly, but in the morning George informed us that they had used his bunk for a race track and even had the hide to chew at his hair.
-We retired to bed and waited. Suddenly one of the traps crashed down and everyone jumped out of their sleeping bags and rushed into the other room. Festering; it was a false alarm. So it was back:to bed, and I think everyone went to sleep very soon after:
-In the morning when we awoke no one bothered to look at the traps, having heard no more crashes during the night. Snow was the first one to go into the main room, and pick his way between the traps towards the main door. Suddenly he yelled "We've got one". No one paid much attention to him as we thought it was a new way of getting us out of bed. We still ignored him when he reappeared into view looking most triumphant; but George's curiosity overcame him and he also vent to look.
+The following day was a rest day, when we gathered strength, and collected amo to battle with the Rats. The trap was duly contrived, much to the horror of five Y.M.C.A. bods from Guthega, who were visiting at White's. They were so upset at our Rat tales that they slept in the hut next door. After tea the traps were set amidst great hilarity. It was absolutely impossible to get from the bunks to the outside door without getting your legs knocked from under you or your skull bashed in.
-PADDY PAWN EZ, Lightweight Camp Gear.
-CASTLE REACH St SYDNEY
+We retired to bed and waited. Suddenly one of the traps crashed down and everyone jumped out of their sleeping bags and rushed into the other room. Festering; it was a false alarm. So it was back to bed, and I think everyone went to sleep very soon after.
-BM2685
-Exclamations of amazement finally brought us into the roan and there was a Rat in our trap and funnily enough it was the very trap that the Rat had laughed at the night
+In the morning when we awoke no one bothered to look at the traps, having heard no more crashes during the night. Snow was the first one to go into the main room, and pick his way between the traps towards the main door. Suddenly he yelled "We've got one". No one paid much attention to him as we thought it was a new way of getting us out of bed. We still ignored him when he reappeared into view looking most triumphant; but George's curiosity overcame him and he also went to look.
--before.
-Thursday morning was memorable because not only did we catch a Rat but we also climbed Gungarten and visited Tin Hut and were home for afternoon tea. The view from the top of Gungarten was well worth the climb up: the range was clear and glistening
+Exclamations of amazement finally brought us into the room and there was a Rat in our trap and funnily enough it was the very trap that the Rat had laughed at the night before.
-in the early sun and the air was as pure and cold as crystal. The run down was fun especially over the small waves of ice on the saddle. Tin Hut was nearly buried and as the snow had come in on one side we didn't linger long over lunch.
-Friday morning we all departed from White's River with light packs and heavy
+Thursday morning was memorable because not only did we catch a Rat but we also climbed Gungarten and visited Tin Hut and were home for afternoon tea. The view from the top of Gungarten was well worth the climb up: the range was clear and glistening in the early sun and the air was as pure and cold as crystal. The run down was fun especially over the small waves of ice on the saddle. Tin Hut was nearly buried and as the snow had come in on one side we didn't linger long over lunch.
-hearts. The sun shone brilliantly and the snow crackled under our boots as we walked up to the tops for the last time. Just before the run down to Guthega (where we were fed coffee and bun loaf at the Y.M.C.A. Hut) we stopped for a brief rest and a final look.
-.1==wanw
+Friday morning we all departed from White's River with light packs and heavy hearts. The sun shone brilliantly and the snow crackled under our boots as we walked up to the tops for the last time. Just before the run down to Guthega (where we were fed coffee and bun loaf at the Y.M.C.A. Hut) we stopped for a brief rest and a final look.
-BLOSSOMS AND BUL1JOES.
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+=== Paddy Made. ===
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+===== Blossoms And Bulljoes. =====
 Puffing Billy.
-On Everest, they say, it's not the number of steps between breaths that counts,
-but the number cf breaths per step, and so it was on Len Fall's wild-flower walk
+On Everest, they say, it's not the number of steps between breaths that counts, but the number of breaths per step, and so it was on Len Fall's wild-flower walk down Engadine Creek last month. "Combined outing with N.P.A." said the announcement innocently - but it didn't say that the S.B.W. contingent of 11 members, 4 bunyips would be mixed up with 70 N.P.A. types, making a total of over 90, including kids and canines!!!
-dawn Engadine Creek last month. 'Combined outing with N.P.A." said the announcement
-innocently - but it didn't say that the S.13.11T. contingent of 11 members, 4 bunyips would be. mixed up with 70 N.P.A. types, making a total of over 90, including kids and
+You know the traffic jams that occur at The Cross, when you wait interminable minutes with the traffic at a standstill and then proceed at the merest crawl? Ditto on the wild-flower walk. But have you experienced the sensation of standing still in the bush for five minutes and then discovering that you were in the midst of a colony of red bulljoes which have meanwhile migrated up your legs, underneath your long slacks? Under such circumstances, do you know how many fearsome bites can be delivered in ten seconds? Do you know how loud the average human being can yell? Do you know how high the average human being can jump? Don't ask the Olympians - ask us.
-canines:
-Ybu know the traffic jams that occur at The Cross, when you wait interminable minutes with the traffic at a standstill and then proceed at the merest crawl? Ditto on the wild-flower walk. But have you experienced the sensation of standing still
+Frank Ashdown covered dozens of miles, dashing thither and yon with a bottle of antvenene. We noticed that he never removed the cork as he dabbed it on alleged bites. Was this Ashdown thrift or psychotherapy? When an N.P.A. victim commented on his foresight in bringing his antibite, Frank's only reply was "Actually, there's lots of ants in our club".
-in the bush for five minutes and then discovering that you were in the midst of a colony of red bulljoes which have meanwhile migrated up'your legs, underneath your
-long slacks? Under such circumstances, do you know haw many fearsome bites can be delivered in ten seconds? Do you know how loud the average human being can yell? Do you know how high the average human being can jump? Don't ask the Olympians -
+The wildflowers were good - Gompholobium, Breckia, Leguminosae, Philotheca, Boronia Serrulata - we know that those were the names, 'cos Phyllis Ratcliffe wrote them in a book as the man recited them. There were also waratahs, which we identified unaided. And we finally discovered that Edna Stretton wasn't saying "Hell, it's mighty". She was saying "Thelymitra".
-ask us.
-Frank Ashdown covered dozens ofmiles, dashing thither and yon with a bottle of antvenene. We noticed that he never removed the cork as he dabbed it on alle4ed
+----
-bites. Was this Ashdown thrift or psychotherapy? When an N.P.A. victim commented
-on hip foresight in bringing his aatibite, Frank's only reply was "Actually, there's lots of ants in our club".
-The wildflowers were good - Gompholobium, Breckia, Leguminosae, Philotheca,
-Boronia Serrulata - we know that those were the names, 'cos Phyllis Ratcliffe wrote
-than in a book as the nan recited them. There were also waratahs, which we identified
-unaided. And we finally discovered that Edna Stretton wasn't saying "Hell, it's mighty". She was saying "Thelymitra".
-.
 RECOMMENDED  TEST WALKS  MR OCTOBER.
 OCTOBER 16-17-la Picton - Car to Nattai Pass (Sheehy' s Creek). Camp on Nattai. Pleasant medium river walking along Nattai, tamp on river Saturdnight.