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-**The Sydney Bushwalker**
+====== The Sydney Bushwalker. ======
-A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney Bush Walkers. The N.S.W. Nurses' Association Rooms, "Northcote Building", Reiby Place, Sydney. Box No.4476 G.P.O. Sydney. Phone JW1462.
+A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney Bush Walkers, The N.S.W. Nurses' Association Rooms, "Northcote Building", Reiby Place, Sydney. Box No. 4476, G.P.O. Sydney. 'Phone JW1462.
-**No.300  December 1959  Price 1/- **
+----
+=== No. 300. December, 1959. Price 1/- ===
-|**Editor**|Don Matthews, 33 Pomona Street, Pennant Hills. W3514|
+|**Editor**|Don Matthews, 33 Pomona Street, Pennant Hills. WJ3514.|
-|**Reproduction**|Brian Anderson|
+|**Business Manager**|Brian Harvey.|
-|**Sales & Subs**|Audrey Kenway|
+|**Reproduction**|Eileen Taylor.|
-|**Business Manager**|Brian Harvey|
+|**Sales and Subs**|Audrey Kenway.|
-|**Typed** | Jean Harvey|
+|**Typed by**|Jean Harvey.|
-**Contents**
+===== In This Issue: =====
+| | |Page|
+|Editorial| |1|
+|Social Notes| |2|
+|Put Your Best Foot Foremost|Kath McKay|3|
+|At Our October Meeting |Alex Colley|4|
+|Yengo|Jim Brown|5|
+|Fashion Parade|Clarice Morris|8|
+|The Walkers' Burden| |9|
+|Wee Jasper|Gwen Seach|12|
+|The Tinderrys|Mike Peryman|15|
+|Rabbits in the Snow Country| |16|
+|Swimming Guide| |17|
-|Editorial |1|
-|Social Notes 2|
-|Put Your Best Foot Foremost - Kath McKay |3|
-|At Our October Meeting - Alex Colley |4|
-|Yengo - Jim Brown |5|
-|Fashion Parade - Clarice Morris |8|
-|Sanitarium  Health Food Advertisement |7|
-|Hatswell's Taxi & Tourist Service (Advertisement)|9|
-|The Walkers' Burden |9|
-|Wee Jasper - Gwen Seach |12|
-|Paddy's Advertisement |13|
-|The Tinderrys - Mike Peryman |15|
-|Rabbits in the Snow- Country |16|
-|Swimming Guide | |
+===== Advertisements: =====
-====== Help Yourself ======
+| |Page|
+|Sanitarium Health Food Shop| 7|
+|Hatswell's Taxi & Tourist Service| 9|
+|Paddy's Advertisement|13|
+----
+===== Help Yourself! =====
 There is a wealth of walking country within easy train, or motor distance of Sydney, even if it does get too hot for hard walking during summer.
-In recent months S.B.W. a have mixed visits to the Brindabellas, Wee Jasper and the Tinderry's with exploratory trips around. Ettrema and in the Northern Blue Mountains (the latter by the Seasoned Labyrinth Types) and a fair sprinkling of all types of Blue Mountain trips, Over the Christmas period there will be parties down the Kowmung and other streams, and to New Zealand, Tasmania and Kosciusko.
+In recent months S.B.W.'s have mixed visits to the Brindabellas, Wee Jasper and the Tinderry's with exploratory trips around Ettrema and in the Northern Blue Mountains (the latter by the Seasoned Labyrinth Types) and a fair sprinkling of all types of Blue Mountain trips. Over the Christmas period there will be parties down the Kowmung and other streams, and to New Zealand, Tasmania and Kosciusko.
 For those who can't get away, there's a selection of swimming trips designed to keep the walker cool and contented.
-During this t;I:rne of relaxation, why not brush up your knowledge of Sydney' a hinterland. Professor Griffith Taylor' s "Sydn eyside Scenery" is the best book written on the subject, to date, It gives a birdseye view of many of cur walking areas, including Canberra and Kosciusko, and should suggest new places to visit
-and features to look for. Read it and be inspired: Then turn to our excellent Club Map File, and -while you're there look up the Magazine Index - there' s something been written about most places.
-====== Social Notes ======
+During this time of relaxation, why not brush up your knowledge of Sydney's hinterland. Professor Griffith Taylor's "Sydneyside Scenery" is the best book written on the subject to date. It gives a birdseye view of many of cur walking areas, including Canberra and Kosciusko, and should suggest new places to visit and features to look for. Read it and be inspired! Then turn to our excellent Club Map File, and while you're there look up the Magazine Index - there' s something been written about most places.
+----
+===== Social Notes =====
 - Edna Garrad.
-The only social event for January is the slide night to be provided by Brian Harvey and Bill Rodgers on the 27th January, covering trips to the Castle mountain area.  This will be good'. (See Page 8 for details.)
-In the meantime we hope that members' private social erg agement s during the Christmas Festivdties will be very happy ones. Experienc e has shown that club attendances over the December and early January periods are usually low as 340 many folks are on holidays. We have some interesting evenings to look forward to in the New Year, including a talk by Palmer Kent on Japan. The older meMb ers will reneniber his very entertaining lectures same years ago. Palmer was in Jan in 1932 when he did a walking trip across the main islaad, and was there again in the recent typhoon, so he Should have plenty of material. Another highlight will be Bob Savage' s slides on India and Kashnair, which those who have already seen then describe as the "tops".
-Hoping to see you all at the Christmas Party'.'.
-A CHANGE ON THE WAIKING PEOGRAMNE:
-Bruce McInnes' walk far December 12-13 - Waterfall - Era - Waterfall
-will now be going on December 19-20.
-Wed es
--UESS WHERE 1NE READ THIS ?
-A search party recently had to clamber down "an almost sheer 22144 foot mountainside at Gov ett' s Leap   trudge through al To st impassible boggy tracks and overhanging undergrowth along the snake-infested Rodriguez Pass".
+The only social event for January is the slide night to be provided by Brian Harvey and Bill Rodgers on the 27th January, covering trips to the Castle mountain area.  This will be good! (See Page 8 for details.)
-This country sure is rugged I.
-GOING TO TASMANIA SOMETIME ?
-The S.W. Tasmnnian talk (Brown Peryman and Co.) was well attended and well received. Slides and comet ary gave a horribly clear picture of the scrub bashing in this area.
-For those interested in the S.W., see the
-"TAMAN  IAN TRAMP" DECRIBER 1222
-(Journal of the Hobart Walking Ciao.) Article s, maps and photos on Federation Peak, Port Davey; advice on air drops and food supplies et c. .. 76 pages full of interest'.
-See also the HX.C. letter of advice to thos e walking in Tasmania for the first time.
-Both available from Paddy,
-====== Put Your Best Foot Forward ======
+In the meantime we hope that members' private social engagements during the Christmas Festivities will be very happy ones. Experience has shown that club attendances over the December and early January periods are usually low as so many folks are on holidays. We have some interesting evenings to look forward to in the New Year, including a talk by Palmer Kent on Japan. The older members will remember his very entertaining lectures some years ago. Palmer was in Japan in 1932 when he did a walking trip across the main island, and was there again in the recent typhoon, so he should have plenty of material. Another highlight will be Bob Savage's slides on India and Kashnair, which those who have already seen then describe as the "tops".
+Hoping to see you all at the Christmas Party!!
+----
+=== A change on the Walking Programme: ===
+Bruce McInnes' walk for December 12-13 - Waterfall - Era - Waterfall - will now be going on December 19-20.
+----
+=== Guess where we heard this? ===
+A search party recently had to clamber down "an almost sheer 2,144 foot mountainside at Govett's Leap... trudge through almost impassible boggy tracks and __over__hanging __under__growth along the snake-infested Rodriguez Pass".
+This country sure is rugged!
+----
+=== Going to Tasmania sometime? ===
+The S.W. Tasmanian talk (Brown, Peryman and Co.) was well attended and well received. Slides and commentary gave a horribly clear picture of the scrub bashing in this area.
+For those interested in the S.W., see the __"Tasman Tramp" December 1959__ (Journal of the Hobart Walking Club.) Articles, maps and photos on Federation Peak, Port Davey; advice on air drops and food supplies etc. ... 76 pages full of interest!
+See also the H.W.C. letter of advice to those walking in Tasmania for the first time.
+Both available from Paddy.
+----
+===== Put Your Best Foot Foremost. =====
 Kath McKay
-The oft-quoted saying that an army marches aa its stomach might also apply to bushwalkers; but it is undoubtedly true that the most important things in the walking life are - feet. Given good feet, you can' go anywhere, but the tiniest blister, the smallest abrasion can cause acute discomfort and the whole man is undone,
+The oft-quoted saying that an army marches aa its stomach might also apply to bushwalkers; but it is undoubtedly true that the most important things in the walking life are - feet. Given good feet, you can go anywhere, but the tiniest blister, the smallest abrasion can cause acute discomfort and the whole man is undone.
-Recently a sharp stabbing pain afflicted one. toe. Aha, I thought, a corn: and b ought a bottle of wondrous liquid guar ant to cure the mo et stubborn corn. Or
-callus. Humming lightly to myself :
+Recently a sharp stabbing pain afflicted one toe. Aha, I thought, a corn! and bought a bottle of wondrous liquid guaranteed to cure the most stubborn corn. Or callus. Humming lightly to myself:
-"Don' t be oarney,' don't be callous,
-.laber alles:"
+"Don't be corney, don't be callous,\\
-I set about opening the phial.. First, ham ever, I paused to read the literature enclosed.
+S.B.W. uber alles!"
-"Important" it said. "Read Carefully. Now that you have made up your rind to use our corn cure, we feel certain that you, 'will never again use razors, files, knives, or those most aggravating and inflming salves, plasters or corn-pads".
-Well, I never had, but let it pass. (I use scilsoors.) I read on "Watch your footwear: The same yarns will return if you continue to wear tight or badly-fitting shoes."
+I set about opening the phial. First, ham ever, I paused to read the literature enclosed.
-I had never been gLi i lty of wearing tight shoe s, but perhaps mine were a little sloppy "For they Were large boots, large 'boots .." "Herring boxes without
-topees ..."
+"Important" it said. "Read Carefully. Now that you have made up your mind to use our corn cure, we feel certain that you will never again use razors, files, knives, or those most aggravating and inflaming salves, plasters or corn-pads".
-What followed shook me considerably, "Beware of Lockjaw and Blood Poisoning": said the pamphlet. "Shun the menaces of dangerous razors and knives for paring
-corns. Give a moment' s thought to the great risks you run in cutting than with these instruments and exposing yourself to the danger of infection and blood poisoning."
+Well, I never had, but let it pass. (I use scissors.) I read on: "Watch your footwear! The same corns will return if you continue to wear tight or badly-fitting shoes."
-To think of such possibilities in treating a simple corn: Oh gentle reader, exercise the utmost caution when dealing with these vital matters. Keep walking aid put your best foot foremost.; I5ut let'inc close with this warning rhyme:
- stricken maid,
+I had never been guilty of wearing tight shoes, but perhaps mine __were__ a little sloppy... "For they were __large__ boots, __large__ boots..." "Herring boxes without
-:Seek not the aid
+topses ..."
-Of corn-pad, salve ar plaster
-Of any sort,
+What followed shook me considerably, "Beware of Lockjaw and Blood Poisoning"! said the pamphlet. "Shun the menaces of dangerous razors and knives for paring corns. Give a moment's thought to the great risks you run in cutting them with these instruments and exposing yourself to the danger of infection and blood poisoning."
-You' 11 simply court
-The -worst kind of disaster.
+To think of such possibilities in treating a simple corn! Oh gentle reader, exercise the utmost caution when dealing with these vital matters. Keep walking and put your best foot foremost; I5ut let'inc close with this warning rhyme:
-Bushwalker'i (male) Shun knife and file,
-Of razor blades beware:
+O stricken maid,\\
-Be sure to "treat Your preCious feet
+Seek not the aid\\
-With kindness and with care
+Of corn-pad, salve or plaster\\
-Feet,. believe' me ,
+Of any sort;\\
-:.Are V.I.P.,
+You'll simply court\\
-.To treat 'em rough forbear, For sure as eggs
+The worst kind of disaster.
-You suffering legs
+Bushwalker, (male)\\
+Shun knife and file,\\
+Of razor blades beware!\\
+Be sure to treat\\
+Your precious feet\\
+With kindness and with care.
+Feet, believe me,\\
+Are V.I.P.,\\
+To treat 'em rough forbear,\\
+For sure as eggs\\
+You suffering legs\\
 Won't grow another pair.
-====== At Our October Meeting ======
+----
+===== At Our October Meeting =====
 Alex Colley
-One new member, Roy Craggs, was welcomed by the President at the start of the meting, and after that, routine business was soon disposed of.
+One new member, Roy Craggs, was welcomed by the President at the start of the meeting, and after that, routine business was soon disposed of.
-From the Walks Secretary we learned of the hazards that had beset walkers during October. Jack Perry's party from Kanangra had considerable difficulty in crossing the Cox. On Bill Rodger' s trip from Picton to Hilltop nothing worse than rain was encountered, but David Ingram bad been unable to cross the Georges River on his Sunday walk and had had to cut out part of it as a result. Only 26 members had ventured on official walks, together with 12 prospectives and 2 visitors.
+From the Walks Secretary we learned of the hazards that had beset walkers during October. Jack Perry's party from Kanangra had considerable difficulty in crossing the Cox. On Bill Rodger's trip from Picton to Hilltop nothing worse than rain was encountered, but David Ingram had been unable to cross the Georges River on his Sunday walk and had had to cut out part of it as a result. Only 26 members had ventured on official walks, together with 12 prospectives and 2 visitors.
 Room stewards who volunteered for the month were Brian Harvey, Len Young and Bill Ketas.
-The President drew attention to the fact that, whereas we formerly had only one ash-brag (reserved for Mr. Knightley), we had now, thanks to Jack Wren, a plentiful supply, which would be placed, and,he ventured to hope, replaced, near the door.
+The President drew attention to the fact that, whereas we formerly had only one ash tray (reserved for Mr. Knightley), we had now, thanks to Jack Wren, a plentiful supply, which would be placed, and, he ventured to hope, replaced, near the door.
-The President again told us that several t- -w Club officers, including a Secretary and Assistant Secretary would be required next year.
-The meeting then embarked upon a prolonged is cus sion as to whether we should mis-spell the Club's rime in the 'phone book for the benefit of prospective prospectives. It was generally agreed that anyone silly enough to want to go bushwalking might find us under "Bushwalkers" (one word) but would be flummoxed if we qo peared under "Bush Walkers" (two words). It was decided (with three dissentients) that we should appear under "Bushwalkers", Brian Harvey informed us that we were now listed in the Pink Pages, next to "Clubs Coursing and Kennel", under the7grouping "Clubs Bushwalking".
-Frank Ashdown then brought up the subject of free nights on the Social Programme. Half the nights on the programme were free, he said, and he wanted to know who decided that so many free nights should be placed on the programme. Edna Garrad explained that, in addition to Committee nights, now called free nights, it was Committee's policy to provide two free nights, which, after careful consideration, were usually placed on the programme at times when the math era would probably want to discuss plans for trips - i e. before holiday breaks. It was hoped more time for conversation would help to promote social activity. In December and January there were so many on holidays that there was no purpose in arranging any special activity on some nights. A number spoke against the motion, which eventually emerged as a resolution that the general meeting should determine the number of free nights. Colin Putt was dubious of the mathematics of determining the number of free nights by a "yes-no" system of voting. Jim Hooper said that the purpose of the Club was to talk. Frank, in reply, said that he meant no reflection on Edna, btt he thought the Club should say what it wanted. The motion was put, and lost.
-Complaints were voiced by Ron Knightley - that there was too much formality at meetings - and by Snow Brown - that somebody had placed all the spare Club song -books under his bed. It transpired that what was wanted was someone to bind the songbooks and, at Kath Brown' $ suggestion, it was decided to enlist the aid of Malcolm McGregor. Kath offered to help, so as to have the songbooks, which had entailed so much work, available to members. The meeting closed about 9.30 p m. when members moved across Pitt Street to the "Satellite" and went right on talking.
-====== Yengo ======
+The President again told us that several new Club officers, including a Secretary and Assistant Secretary would be required next year.
-Jim Brown
+The meeting then embarked upon a prolonged discussion as to whether we should mis-spell the Club's name in the 'phone book for the benefit of prospective prospectives. It was generally agreed that anyone silly enough to want to go bushwalking might find us under "Bushwalkers" (one word) but would be flummoxed if we appeared under "Bush Walkers" (two words). It was decided (with three dissentients) that we should appear under "Bushwalkers". Brian Harvey informed us that we were now listed in the Pink Pages, next to "Clubs Coursing and Kennel", under the7grouping "Clubs Bushwalking".
-A full two years before - yes, exactly two years to the very weekend - in the goodly company of Binnsie and The Admiral, I set out to reach Big Yengo.
+Frank Ashdown then brought up the subject of free nights on the Social Programme. Half the nights on the programme were free, he said, and he wanted to know who decided that so many free nights should be placed on the programme. Edna Garrad explained that, in addition to Committee nights, now called free nights, it was Committee's policy to provide two free nights, which, after careful consideration, were usually placed on the programme at times when the members would probably want to discuss plans for trips - i.e. before holiday breaks. It was hoped more time for conversation would help to promote social activity. In December and January there were so many on holidays that there was no purpose in arranging any special activity on some nights. A number spoke against the motion, which eventually emerged as a resolution that the general meeting should determine the number of free nights. Colin Putt was dubious of the mathematics of determining the number of free nights by a "yes-no" system of voting. Jim Hooper said that the purpose of the Club was to talk. Frank, in reply, said that he meant no reflection on Edna, but he thought the Club should say what it wanted. The motion was put, and lost.
-The story of that ill-omened journey has been told before. It rained and rained and rained and we never left the car. It was, I considered All Hooper's Fault.
+Complaints were voiced by Ron Knightley - that there was too much formality at meetings - and by Snow Brown - that somebody had placed all the spare Club songbooks under his bed. It transpired that what was wanted was someone to bind the songbooks and, at Kath Brown's suggestion, it was decided to enlist the aid of Malcolm McGregor. Kath offered to help, so as to have the songbooks, which had entailed so much work, available to members. The meeting closed about 9.30 p.m. when members moved across Pitt Street to the "Satellite" and went right on talking.
+----
+===== Yengo. =====
+Jim Brown
+A full two years before - yes, exactly two years to the very weekend - in the goodly company of Binnsie and The Admiral, I set out to reach Big Yengo. The story of that ill-omened journey has been told before. It rained and rained and rained and we never left the car. It was, I considered All Hooper's Fault.
 What, you don't know where Yengo is? Then you have never walked in that peculiar country north and east of the Colo River because from every high point you can see the big table-topped basalt mountain towering far above the flanking ridges, and although Yengo is only 2,200' in height, it dominates by a full thousand feet everything for miles around. Approximately west of Newcastle, and perhaps thirty miles inland, it lies just east of the MacDonald River, not far off the road that runs from Windsor to Singleton by way of Central Colo and Putty. If you want more data, have a look at the map in the Club collection called Mount Yengo.
 To my mind there are two logical approaches to the mountain. One is via the Putty Road mentioned heretofore: and the other is by the stock route that travels west from the Old Northern Road near Wollombi, and eventually ends on the grassy shoulders of the mountain. The latter is the easier, but longer, so I elected to go via the Putty Road - MacDonald River route.
-After the publication of my confessions of the previous abortive jaunt, Dorothy Lawry sent me 'from New Zealand an account of a trip to Yengo in company with other S.B.W. members, back in the 1930's. It made me wonder whether I had been optimistic in hoping to get to aid from the mountain in the limited space of a normal two day weekend,. However, there was the counter eviden ce of the nap. It was only eight, miles down the Macdonald River frail the 16oad bridge, then abott three miles of
-ridge involving an ascent of maybe 1,700' Surely the Macdonall River couldn't be worse than mile an hour going.
-It's grimly cold at 5.0 a m. on an A'ugust noming, and in the hollows along the road to Windsor the headlights bounced back off pockets of mist; it was very soupy in the Hawkesbury Valley, and the 'three miles from Windsor to Wilberforce were made miserable by the dazzle from headlights of a following car, but once I was rising on to the ridges between Wilberforce and Central Colo, the air cleared and there was promise of a lovely late winter' s day.
-The Colo was cold-black and smoky in the pearly morning light and there was heavy frost: my gloved hands were numb on the wheel up through Colo Height s, and then the sun came up and made the day brilliant. At seventy five miles from home I ran on to the gravel road, and at a hundred and three I crossed the Macdonald and stopped on the grassy patch at the roadside. A brief halt to drain the radiator and drink tea from a thermos flask, and at eight o'clock I wet my feet in the first numbing crossing of the river.
-The Macdonald at this point flows between grassy shores, with undulating slopes rising to timbered hills: the wattles were vivid against the wintry blue sky. Only two or three inches of water, rippling a sinuous course over the sandy bed, and seldom occupying more than half the width of the watercourse.
-For about an hour it was easy going: crossings were frequent but the open grassed banks a delight. My socks aid sandshoes filled up with coarse river sand till there was no more space, and because the water was so cold I plodded along on feet that had m real sensation.
-.
-Almost three miles down from the mad, the river changes. I still can't be sure whether it changes rapidly or by degrees: I know that I suddenly realised that I was
-more often on the sand of the river bed (and frequently splashing down the shallow stream) than on dry banks. A little further on, with the shores becoming less hospitable, rock strewn and grown with patches of dense shrubbery, I gave away all pretence of trying to follow the banks, and simply splashed down the river. It was very
-shallow,  and only rarely did one sink above the ankle in sand, but it was bitterly
-cold, and my feet and legs remained a fragile purple tint all morning.
-At. 10 a m., at the junction of Howes Valley Creek I decided I was a fool to keep
-my shoes and socks on, so wrung them out and put them on my pack, and went on barefoot it was much better, and I continued to make l miles an hour down the middle of Macdonald River, passing Pipeclay Creek, Yokey Creek, and, finally coming at midday
-to Yokey Swamp Creek, All the way from Howes Valley Creek the Macdonald passes
-through a shallow but quite rough valley with good. enough river-bed walking, but rough, slow banks- if you want to go dry-shod.
-I lunched opposite the outflow of Yokey. Swamp, left some non-essential gear wrapped in a groundsheet, put on footwear again, and at 1.30 started up the ridge to the east. A few rocky ledges and some thick vegetation slowed me down at first, but
-within 15 minutes the ridge was clear ahead, and in just over half an hour I breasted
-a rise where the spur flattened out: there she was - off to my left and ahead -
-Big Yengo, a thousand feet up, ita steep grassy shoulders crotched in a lazy sleep of golden afternoon.
- For twenty minutes or so the ridge was almost flat, then the forest thinned cut, and I was puffing at the steady incline. Whenever I stopped to get my wind (and that
-was often) I found tIB horizon widening, and long before I reached the sivermi  t trig I
-was looking to Kurrajong Heights (and was it Mount King George?) in the south and south west, to the other big basalt tops of Tyan Pic, Uraterer, Coricudgy, Monundilla in the west, and away, awaY' to the clear blue towers of Barrington in the north.
-Fran the top when I arrived at 3.0 p m. I could glimpse the ocean, but found the views of known ground to the west so enthralling I forgot to try to identify any easterly landmark: it must have been there, but I can't even. recall seeing Mount Warramolong, inland from Morisset. No wonder, I thought , no wonder Yengo crowds the skyline when you look at him from, say, over then.
-Just before four o'clock I left the top: rather reluctantly, I left it, wondering if d carried up enough gear to camp overnight , and deciding that I couldn't camp without water, and the only promising gully was too far down.
-The short winter day closed down as I camped in an. abominable place on sand: that' s all you can: find, on that part of the Macdonald. Just as well the night was mild. Frosty sand would make a. abockIng bed, even with the thin sprinkling of dry leaves and bracken I raked up.
+After the publication of my confessions of the previous abortive jaunt, Dorothy Lawry sent me from New Zealand an account of a trip to Yengo in company with other S.B.W. members, back in the 1930's. It made me wonder whether I had been optimistic in hoping to get to and from the mountain in the limited space of a normal two day weekend. However, there was the counter evidence of the map. It was only eight miles down the Macdonald River from the road bridge, then about three miles of ridge involving an ascent of maybe 1,700'. Surely the Macdonald River couldn't be worse than mile an hour going.
-Came the brilliant Sunday morning, and I decided my feet were too sand-papered to do an ,mstream canter along the Macdonald, so I took to the ridges. Apart fran a certain amount of navigational it they were undistinguished dry, barren looking spurs, but they served to bring me to the road, from miles south of the bridge, before 11.0 a m. I wasn't inclined to cavil even at four miles of dusty roadbash: getting to Big Yengo was a warm and consoling sensation inside.
+It's grimly cold at 5.0 a.m. on an August morning, and in the hollows along the road to Windsor the headlights bounced back off pockets of mist: it was very soupy in the Hawkesbury Valley, and the three miles from Windsor to Wilberforce were made miserable by the dazzle from headlights of a following car, but once I was rising on to the ridges between Wilberforce and Central Colo, the air cleared and there was promise of a lovely late winter's day.
+The Colo was cold-black and smoky in the pearly morning light and there was heavy frost: my gloved hands were numb on the wheel up through Colo Heights, and then the sun came up and made the day brilliant. At seventy five miles from home I ran on to the gravel road, and at a hundred and three I crossed the Macdonald and stopped on the grassy patch at the roadside. A brief halt to drain the radiator and drink tea from a thermos flask, and at eight o'clock I wet my feet in the first numbing crossing of the river.
-to extend the Ordinance Maps of Barrington
+The Macdonald at this point flows between grassy shores, with undulating slopes rising to timbered hills: the wattles were vivid against the wintry blue sky. Only two or three inches of water, rippling a sinuous course over the sandy bed, and seldom occupying more than half the width of the watercourse. For about an hour it was easy going: crossings were frequent but the open grassed banks a delight. My socks and sandshoes filled up with coarse river sand till there was no more space, and because the water was so cold I plodded along on feet that had no real sensation.
-- From Padd,y. Pallin & Robinson' 3 4/-
-Queensland" by the Q.N.PA,
+Almost three miles down from the road, the river changes. I still can't be sure whether it changes rapidly or by degrees: I know that I suddenly realised that I was more often on the sand of the river bed (and frequently splashing down the shallow stream) than on dry banks. A little further on, with the shores becoming less hospitable, rock strewn and grown with patches of dense shrubbery, I gave away all pretence of trying to follow the banks, and simply splashed down the river. It was very shallow,  and only rarely did one sink above the ankle in sand, but it was bitterly cold, and my feet and legs remained a fragile purple tint all morning.
--Fram Allen Strom 3/6d.
-N.P.A. PUBLICATIONS.
+At 10 a.m., at the junction of Howes Valley Creek I decided I was a fool to keep my shoes and socks on, so wrung them out and put them on my pack, and went on barefoot: it was much better, and I continued to make 1 miles an hour down the middle of Macdonald River, passing Pipeclay Creek, Yokey Creek, and finally coming at midday to Yokey Swamp Creek. All the way from Howes Valley Creek the Macdonald passes through a shallow but quite rough valley with good enough river-bed walking, but rough, slow banks if you want to go dry-shod.
-liBarrington Nor-W.1r ziap 8,nd Gloucester Tops.
-"The National Parks of
+I lunched opposite the outflow of Yokey Swamp, left some non-essential gear wrapped in a groundsheet, put on footwear again, and at 1.30 started up the ridge to the east. A few rocky ledges and some thick vegetation slowed me down at first, but within 15 minutes the ridge was clear ahead, and in just over half an hour I breasted a rise where the spur flattened out: there she was - off to my left and ahead - Big Yengo, a thousand feet up, with steep grassy shoulders crouched in a lazy sleep of golden afternoon.
-Recently reprinted and again available from bookshops -
-"Native Australian Plant s - Their Propagation and Cultivation".
+For twenty minutes or so the ridge was almost flat, then the forest thinned out, and I was puffing at the steady incline. Whenever I stopped to get my wind (and that was often) I found the horizon widening, and long before I reached the summit trig I was looking to Kurrajong Heights (and was it Mount King George?) in the south and south west, to the other big basalt tops of Tyan Pic, Uraterer, Coricudgy, Monundilla in the west, and away, away to the clear blue towers of Barrington in the north. From the top when I arrived at 3.0 p.m. I could glimpse the ocean, but found the views of known ground to the west so enthralling I forgot to try to identify any easterly landmark: it must have been there, but I can't even recall seeing Mount Warramolong, inland from Morisset. No wonder, I thought, no wonder Yengo crowds the skyline when you look at him from, say, over there.
-- A.M, Blombery..
+Just before four o'clock I left the top: rather reluctantly, I left it, wondering if I'd carried up enough gear to camp overnight, and deciding that I couldn't camp without water, and the only promising gully was too far down.
+The short winter day closed down as I camped in an abominable place on sand: that's all you can find on that part of the Macdonald. Just as well the night was mild. Frosty sand would make a shocking bed, even with the thin sprinkling of dry leaves and bracken I raked up.
+Came the brilliant Sunday morning, and I decided my feet were too sand-papered to do an __upstream__ canter along the Macdonald, so I took to the ridges. Apart from a certain amount of navigational interest, they were undistinguished dry, barren looking spurs, but they served to bring me to the road, four miles south of the bridge, before 11.0 a.m. I wasn't inclined to cavil even at four miles of dusty roadbash: getting to Big Yengo was a warm and consoling sensation inside.
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+=== Sanitarium Health Food Shop and Vegetarian Cafe. ===
+Summer Camps!!
+There's nothing more suitable for summer camping than Sanitarium Foods!!
+Driet fruits for stewing, sultanas, raisins, nuts, rice, glace fruits, fruity confectionary, cereals, dried milk, healthful biscuits, peanut butter, marmite.
+Hunter St. Sydney. BW1725.
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+=== N.P.A. Publications. ===
+"Barrington North" map to extend the Ordinance Maps of Barrington and Gloucester Tops - From Paddy Pallin & Robinson's. 4/-.
+"The National Parks of Queensland" by the Q.N.P.A. - From Allen Strom. 3/6d.
+Recently reprinted and again available from bookshops - "Native Australian Plants - Their Propagation and Cultivation". - A.M. Blombery.
+----
+=== Hurrah for the Waggs... ===
+who have moved into their new home at Como. The angophora overharging the back verandah is to be fitted with a tarzan type rope which will take Geoffrey to the comparative safety of the bush in one leap.
+A horde of S.B.W's descended on them the other Saturday night, surrounded the house to prevent escape, and provided the doings for a house warming party.
+----
+=== Stop Press!! ===
-HURRAH FOR THE INAGG3
-who have moved into their new home at Como. The angophora overharging the back verandah is to be fitted with a tarzan type rope ifthich will take Geoffrey- to the comparative safety of the bush in one leap.
-A horde of 5.13 W' s descended on than the other Saturday night, surrounded the house to prevent escape, and providel the doings fa' a house warming parby.
-STOP PRESS 1.
 New addition to the above household - One Son.
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-====== Fashion Parade ======
+===== Fashion Parade =====
 Clarice Morris
-This has nothing to do with the House of Dior or with Helena Rubenstein, in the general sense, But have you ever thoight what a source of inspiration bushvralkers, especially their nocturnal appearance, cc uld provide for leaders in the fashion and beauty worlds?
+This has nothing to do with the House of Dior or with Helena Rubenstein, in the general sense, But have you ever thought what a source of inspiration bushvralkers, especially their nocturnal appearance, could provide for leaders in the fashion and beauty worlds?
-If a fashion-conscious designer caught a glimpse of some irospectives taking to the track for the first time, I'm sure he would dash to his drawing board and with a few strokes here and there suggest some attire not only comfortable, but also functional and attractive. I remenber my own experience as a raw prospective on the trip up Glenb rook Gorge. I arrived for the day in low lace-up kid shoes with kromhyde soles, and a woollen skirt. It poured all afternoon. While I hopped like bandy wallaby from rock to rock, shivering when rain trickled down. my collar, Kath Brown enlightened me on the correct and practical attire fcr bushwalking, plus additional advice on what to wear to bed, By the end of the walk the soles were off DTI- shoes and Iry knees chafed - so I took her advice about, what to wear on the track . but to bed  ah, that s a personal choice: That's where the fun begins.
+If a fashion-conscious designer caught a glimpse of some prospectives taking to the track for the first time, I'm sure he would dash to his drawing board and with a few strokes here and there suggest some attire not only comfortable, but also functional and attractive. I remember my own experience as a raw prospective on the trip up Glenbrook Gorge. I arrived for the day in low lace-up kid shoes with kromhyde soles, and a woollen skirt. It poured all afternoon. While I hopped like bandy wallaby from rock to rock, shivering when rain trickled down my collar, Kath Brown enlightened me on the correct and practical attire for bushwalking, plus additional advice on what to wear to bed. By the end of the walk the soles were off the shoes and my knees chafed - so I took her advice about what to wear on the track. But to bed ah, that s a personal choice: That's where the fun begins.
 Kath's bedtime story was recalled during the recent holiday weekend. I sat watching a very experienced walker prepare for retiring. On went ski-pants, extra jumpers, night-cap and gloves. A -whole chapter could be written on the nocturnal disguise of bushwalk-ers for some people swear by three pairs of sox, others by hot water bottles, while the head-warmer brigade are a crowd on their own. Some snuggle down into hooded sleeping bags and look like Sherpas on the upper slopes of the Himalayas. Some favour balaclavas, others hark back to a bit of fur like cavemen ancestors, while many look as though they have the mumps - not to mention the ski- cap fans who like to look both warm and attractive.
 A couple of years ago on a trip with another club, on which four S.B.W' s were present, I took stockinette pyjamas, as it was a two week trip. The first night I dressed for bed in my unaccustomed finery. The next night. I couldn't ,find the legs anywhere. Not wanting to sound suspicious or negligen t, I didn't say anything to my sleeping companions - but I kept my eyes open, and wondered. On the 12th day of the trip one of the females sleeping nexb to me said: "I believe I must've been wearing your pyjama pants all this time". She did wash then so they were clean to takL., home - but that was the end of pyjamas for me. Now I sleep in slacks.
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 ====== The Walkers' Burden ======
-Local walkers, if so inclined: can travel super-lightweight (18-20 lbs total?) during most of the year, but walking and climbing in a cold climate is a very different kettle of fish. The classic "Bushwalking and Camping" handbook covers local requirements adraira bly. For those going South, the Melbourne University Mcuntaineering Club $ 30-page "Report, on Equipmen t (1952) gives a comprehensive treatment on what to take compares different types of equipment, and is god reading as well (e g. ."towel, soap, toothbrUsh, comb have been carried at times.."
+Local walkers, if so inclined, can travel super-lightweight (18-20 lbs total?) during most of the year, but walking and climbing in a cold climate is a very different kettle of fish. The classic "Bushwalking and Camping" handbook covers local requirements admirably. For those going South, the Melbourne University Mountaineering Club  30-page Report on Equipment (1952) gives a comprehensive treatment on what to take compares different types of equipment, and is good reading as well (e g. "towel, soap, toothbrush, comb have been carried at times.."
-The Butler-Putt New Zealand party is using the following list of gear, printed here by courtesy of the organisers. Our only comment is that none of the items seem tasty enouga to eat with the edible candles.
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+The Butler-Putt New Zealand party is using the following list of gear, printed here by courtesy of the organisers. Our only comment is that none of the items seem tasty enough to eat with the edible candles.
 pirr LIST.
-Pack To carry at least 55lbs. Waterproof, preferably with watertigh sleeve in top.
+Pack To carry at least 55lbs. Waterproof, preferably with watertight sleeve in top.
-Sleeping -bag With wool or down hood.
+Sleeping -bag with wool or down hood.
 Sleeping -bag car er Heat-sealed plastic, or light oilskin, 18 ins,.  longer than sleeping bag.
-EQUIPIENr LIST (Cont? da_)
+EQUIPMENT LIST (Cont? da_)
 Waterproof, not just shaverpro:..S. Knee length, drawstrings at face and waist, double cloth on shoulders, arms long enouga to pull hands inside.
 One or two, all wool, buttoning at wrist und neck, roomy en.)-4-?;h to wear over sweater. (2 shirts if no padded jacket.)
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 Lip salve or lipstick
 Hat (Optional) Should be waterproof, with dhinstrap. Underclothes (Optional) "String" daglet is best.
-According to newspaper reports, 811 Americans were shot dead in 1958 in mistake for mild game, One character fired at a movement in the scrub and found he'd killed his wife! As the accident happened after sundown, he was fined for shooting out of season.
-A farmer painted the letters COff on his cattle in the hope of p rot ecting them fram hunters mho thought they were moose.
-Our ezperiences with shooters are few but frightening - ask Jack Gentle. Our only hope is that shooters after rabbits will fire low and only slightly damage any walker s in the line of fire. If there are only coW s abo ut , watch out
 Boot dressing Compass
 First Aid Outfit
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+According to newspaper reports, 811 Americans were shot dead in 1958 in mistake for wild game, One character fired at a movement in the scrub and found he'd killed his wife! As the accident happened after sundown, he was fined for shooting out of season.
+A farmer painted the letters COW on his cattle in the hope of protecting them from hunters mho thought they were moose.
+Our experiences with shooters are few but frightening - ask Jack Gentle. Our only hope is that shooters after rabbits will fire low and only slightly damage any walkers in the line of fire. If there are only cows about, watch out.
 ====== Wee Jasper ======
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 I got together a motley crew of old faithfuls and a few good clean white ants and thus equipped proceeded to attack this impressive range.
-The Tinderrys, which lie east of the Murrumbidgee River at Michelago - are that jagged massif one sees from the Canberra-Coma Road - about 20 miles in length, running almost due north/south with about 5 miles of granite tops over 5000'. An. added attraction is that its Eastern boundary is the trout "filled" Queanbeyan River.
+The Tinderrys, which lie east of the Murrumbidgee River at Michelago - are that jagged massif one sees from the Canberra-Coma Road - about 20 miles in length, running almost due north/south with about 5 miles of granite tops over 5000'. An added attraction is that its Eastern boundary is the trout "filled" Queanbeyan River.
-When at last we got cracking on Saturday, it was to face an overcast sky, floating around our peaks and when the time came to leave the cars at the foot of the range, the sky had dropped a further 1000' and the bold decision was made to reverse the planned trip, i e. to go down to Queanbeaon and climb (xer the high peaks on Monday. Even the white ants agreed to this, thus saving themselves a climb a low
+When at last we got cracking on Saturday, it was to face an overcast sky, floating around our peaks and when the time came to leave the cars at the foot of the range, the sky had dropped a further 1000' and the bold decision was made to reverse the planned trip, ie. to go down to Queanbeyan and climb over the high peaks on Monday. Even the white ants agreed to this, thus saving themselves a climb.
+We set off up a good third class road that crossed the range at a most convenient saddle, and from the saddle we moved southward along the Tinderrys and climbed above the tree line to behold an expansive view to the South and West. The broad valley of the Murrumbidgee could be easily traced; the Brindabellas and Scabby Range were clothed in low cloud; the main south range was obliterated but Mt. Dromedary and Brown Mountain shed through due south; to the east a dirty grey black wall covered our valley and beyond.
+In order to get a decent view to the north, where I knew Curruckbilly and the Budawang Range to lie, we proceeded around the knoll of a spur and finally, atop this spur, gazed into the murky wilds to the north and pointed out proudly "See that - that's Currockbilly, just there to the right one inch, that Pidgeon House - over to the left more, that's The Peak - no, I don't need a map to show what's what. Know it? Of course, like the back of my hard. Direction. by compass, what rot! What's that you say, I'm pointing south west? Ridiculous, you've dropped your compass - see over the that's the headwaters of the Shoalhaven - Eh:
+The compasses show its south west. Squad about face; Forward march. (Aside - These minor blues happen to all of us occasionally).
-We set off up a good third class road that crossed the range at a most convenient saddle, and from the saddle we mnaved southward along the Tinderrys and climbed above the tree line to behold an expansive view to the South and West. The broad valley of the Murrumbidgee could 'be easily traced; the Brindabellas and Scabby Range were clothed in low cloud; the main south range was obliterated but Mt. Dromedary and Brown Mountain shed through due south; to the east a dirty grey black wall covered our valley and beyond.
-In order to get a decent view to the north, where I knew Curruckbilly and. the Budawang Range to lie, we proceeded around the knoll of a spur and finally, atop this spur, gazed into the murky wilds to the north and pointed out proudly "See that - that' s Currockbilly, just there to the right one inch, that Pidgeon House - over to the left more, that's The Peak - no, I don't need a map to show what' s what. Know it? Of course, like the back of my hard. Direction. by ccmpass, what rot t What s that you say, I'm pointing south we st? Ridiculous, you've dropped your compass - see over the that' s the headwaters of the Shoalhaven - Eh:
-Tv D compasses sham its south west   Squad about face; Forward march'. (Aside -
-These minor blues happen to all of us cc casionalay )
 With the party now moving downwards and in an easterly direction, there were no questions when a lunch stop was called. There is no shortage of water at all; springs, high marshes and small brooks provide excellent high (4,000') camps.
-The next, dqr was scent walking along the banks of the Queenbeyan River. This river has several prominent features : (1) trout, (so we're told); (2) its tortuous ; (3) it' s suit able to canoe; (4) it' s
-Entering into the true adventurous spirit of bushwalking and after a few painfT4 enaersions it was found that (1) you can't see troub in muddy water. (2) The Amy Ordinance Surveyors were more wise than some party members, who stuck rigidly to the manders of the river and threw all their knowledge of woodsy lore to the wind. (Thoughts for the day -- You don't, have to be in the water to be wet, or, Should one always take notice of the leader.). (3) Time did not allow us to follow this aspect up, but an excellent road crossing is at Adienbilly Creek and there should be canoeable rapids and good camp spots between the re and London Bridge Caves.
-By Monday the weather was trying to improve and on the climb up from our Groggy Creek camp impressive glimpses towards the Tinderrys rewarded us. Finally our goal was won. Tinderry Pic, altitude 5,310', the sky overcast but clearing, visibility 200 all toward the South and West. While on top, over the clicking of camera shutters, the cry was heard "Over the and (to the Southwest) as all eyes and cameras followed the moving finger the clouds were seen to lift, until the main range in the vicinity of Jagungal appeared, glistening white with fresh snow.
+The next day was spent walking along the banks of the Queenbeyan River. This river has several prominent features : (1) trout, (so we're told); (2) its tortuous ; (3) it' s suitable to canoe; (4) it's
+entering into the true adventurous spirit of bushwalking and after a few painful immersions it was found that (1) you can't see trout in muddy water. (2) The Amy Ordinance Surveyors were more wise than some party members, who stuck rigidly to the meanders of the river and threw all their knowledge of woodsy lore to the wind. (Thoughts for the day -- You don't, have to be in the water to be wet, or, should one always take notice of the leader.). (3) Time did not allow us to follow this aspect up, but an excellent road crossing is at Adienbilly Creek and there should be canoeable rapids and good camp spots between there and London Bridge Caves.
+By Monday the weather was trying to improve and on the climb up from our Groggy Creek camp impressive glimpses towards the Tinderrys rewarded us. Finally our goal was won. Tinderry Pic, altitude 5,310', the sky overcast but clearing, visibility 200 all toward the South and West. While on top, over the clicking of camera shutters, the cry was heard "Over there (to the Southwest) as all eyes and cameras followed the moving finger the clouds were seen to lift, until the main range in the vicinity of Jagungal appeared, glistening white with fresh snow.
 Moving off across this granite ridge another aspect  of the range became apparent. The huge granite tors and slabs afforded opportunities for the pseudo "rockies" and at times we would progress amidst the boulders only to find ourselves in a blind canyon with walls 20'  30' high and we would have to retreat for 50 yards to go up another passageway, but as these wanderings were amongst the delicate pastel granite shadings even the white ants did not complain.
 Shortly afterwards we were back on the road again.
 ====== Rabbits in the Snow ======
 - CaJNTRY.