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-TIE SYDNEY_ BUSHAMLEIR. +**THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER** 
-A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney Bush Walk s, + 
-The N.S.W. Nurses' Association Rooms, "Northcote Building", +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
-Reiby Place, Sydney, Bax No.4476 G.P.O., Sydney. + 
-'Phone JAT1462+**307 JULY 1960 Price 1/-** 
-307 JULY1960 Price 1/-. + 
-EditorDon Matthews, 33 Pomona Street, 2cproduction: Denise Hull + 
-Pennant Hills. -,&13514 Sale S I]ileen Taylor +|**Editor** | Don Matthews, 33 Pomona Street, Pennant Hills. WJ3514| 
-Business ManagerBrian Harvey. T7med by Jean 7:i rve:., +|**Reproduction**| Denise Hull | 
-CO-T MTS. +|**Sales Subs.**| Eileen Taylor | 
-P,,,re +|**Business Manager**| Brian Harvey 
-Social Forecast - Pam Baker 2 +|**Typed** | Jean Harvey | 
-At Our June Meeting - Alex Colley 3 + 
-Night On A Bald Mountain - Athol Atwood 3 +|Social Forecast - Pam Baker 2| 
-Bushwalker Barbecue - Dot Butler 5 +|At Our June Meeting - Alex Colley |3| 
-Hatsw1.1's Taxi & Tourist Service (Advertisement) 7 +|Night On A Bald Mountain - Athol Atwood |3| 
-Sanitarium Health Food Shop (Advertisement) 9 +|Bushwalker Barbecue - Dot Butler |5| 
-Mt. Jel lore - "Allga" 9 +|Hatswell's Taxi & Tourist Service (Advertisement) |7| 
-Just Beyond the Bulldozers - Alex Colley 10 +|Sanitarium Health Food Shop (Advertisement) |9| 
-The Social Past 12 +|Mt. Jellore - "Mulga|9| 
-Padtr's Advertisement 13 +|Just Beyond the Bulldozers - Alex Colley |10| 
-Your ,Ialking Guide - Day dalks D 1vid Ingram 14 +|The Social Past |12| 
-Cradle Mountain - Lair St.Clair deserve aoy- CragEs 16 +|Paddy's Advertisement |13| 
-We sink to sleep; and the silence spreads +|Your Walking Guide - Day Walks David Ingram |14| 
-Night sounds, and silvery shafts of moonliLht Slanting through the trees, add magic to the ht; Fast-driving clouds, hiding the moon; the grey Coldness of dawn; ipird-calls _Erecting day; Wind; and sunshine; deep -oo6ls in creeks; +|Cradle Mountain - Lair St.Clair Reserve Roy Craggs |16
-Lapstonesand long, steep ridges, crowned with --)eL,.1.:s; The range-filled view; ,Ind trailing snol:of a train :All these have brciag,ht me joy, and will rain Nhenever I escape, by secret thought, + 
-Or with my rucksack, from the city. There's naught Can keep me from them while I've strength to walk! Yet I leave them, join in the fuss and talk, Fight the old fight for bread, enslaved by goods, And insatiate appetites, timid moods. + 
-2. +We sink to sleep; and the silence spreads\\ 
-Oh, why do I yield, -*len, cut there, freedom wait s, And all that's left of leisure, that creates Beauty's reflection   +Night sounds, and silvery shafts of moonlight\\ 
-0: dear, green Earth: 0: mountains, deep within Your hearts the bushland lzep: May we who win To peace, and living Beauty, there enshrined, Guard them, and thee, forever, from Tankind+Slanting through the trees, add magic to the night;\\  
-factract from The Bushwal::er", by D. Lawry. +Fast-driving clouds, hiding the moon; the grey \\ 
-SOC,a_.`IL +Coldness of dawn; bird-calls greeting day; \\ 
-- :am +Wind; and sunshine; deep pools in creeks;\\ 
-JULY 19TH Theatre Party."Ben Hur" in wonderful mw Cinemascope complete with stereophonic sound, chariot races, love, hate, brutality and all that stuff. +Lapstones and long, steep ridges, crowned with peaks\\ 
-I will arrange a dinner party for those interested. +The range-filled view; and trailing smoke of a train:\\ 
-JULY 20TH Jim Brown and Malcolm MacGregor are busily thinking up shits, songs and darn e rcutim s for this night s entertainmert+All these have brought me joy, and will again \\ 
 +Whenever I escape, by secret thought,\\ 
 +Or with my rucksack, from the city. There's naught \\ 
 +Can keep me from them while I've strength to walk!\\  
 +Yet I leave them, join in the fuss and talk, \\ 
 +Fight the old fight for bread, enslaved by goods,\\  
 +And insatiate appetites, timid moods.\\ 
 +Oh, why do I yield, when out there, freedom waits\\ 
 +And all that's left of leisure, that creates\\  
 +Beauty's reflection  \\ 
 +O! dear, green Earth: O! mountains, deep within \\ 
 +Your hearts the bushland keep: May we who win \\ 
 +To peace, and living Beauty, there enshrined, \\ 
 +Guard them, and thee, forever, from mankind:\\ 
 + 
 +Extract from The Bushwalker, by D. Lawry. 
 + 
 + 
 +====== Social Forecast ====== 
 + 
 + 
 +JULY 19TH Theatre Party."Ben Hur" in wonderful Cinemascope complete with stereophonic sound, chariot races, love, hate, brutality and all that stuff. I will arrange a dinner party for those interested. 
 + 
 +JULY 20TH Jim Brown and Malcolm MacGregor are busily thinking up skits, songs and dance routines for this night'entertainment 
 JULY 27TH I need slides, quickly, for the Non-Scenic Slide Competition. Only six slides per person please. JULY 27TH I need slides, quickly, for the Non-Scenic Slide Competition. Only six slides per person please.
-T.HE LOT- WEEKEND: + 
-Cold weather, but fine for a change. Three official trips were well attended. + 
-Roy Craggs had 9 on his Tiwilla-Kowmung walk. +====== The Long Weekend ====== 
-Jack Gentle led 15 down the Cox's via Cullenbenbong and up Gr,lonf Creel:. Overheard while travelling with shadows in front:- "Thank goodness my pack is stil] wider than I an (from a lady, of course). + 
-Quite a sight to see motor c,--Ts on the Coc at t'-:foot of Blaci: Jerry's five in all. How many next holiday? + 
-Galong Creek is still as pleasant to wall: along even leading 15 up its cascades and waterfalls. +Cold weather, but fine for a change.  
-Additions to Green Gully: Bert Carlon'rnw house has reached floor level. + 
-An uneventful holiday weelend. Pleasant walld_ng, organised com,-)any. Good steady walking on the last day. No broken bones, and a reunion of 37 r-J s at the A.B. Cafe for tea. +Three official trips were well attended. 
-Bob Duncan led 11 on the Annual "Let's Get Lost on the ':olgan" walk and failed miserably by having everyone home in good time and condition. + 
-3 +Roy Craggs had 9 on his Tiwilla-Kowmung walk. Jack Gentle led 15 down the Cox's via Cullenbenbong and up Galong Creek. Overheard while travelling with shadows in front:- "Thank goodness my pack is still wider than I am" (from a lady, of course). Quite a sight to see motor cars on the Cox at the foot of Black Jerry'Ridge, five in all. How many next holiday? Galong Creek is still as pleasant to walk: along even leading 15 up its cascades and waterfalls. 
-AT OLT-,' J1J1\11  + 
-Alex Colley One new member, r rnold Fleishmarm, was welcomed by the President, +Additions to Green Gully: Bert Carlon'new house has reached floor level. An uneventful holiday weekend. Pleasant walking, organised company. Good steady walking on the last day. No broken bones, and a reunion of 37 S.B.W.s at the A.B. Cafe for tea. 
-letter from the Sydney .xl vent.,ists requested information on how to form a walking Club. On Frank :Lshc-3.ovvn's motion it was decided to ask the :Icivenbists to send representatives to our General meetirrs social evenings, -1.1so to send them a Walks Programme. + 
-There was somewhat a shortage of renorts, but the falks ecre-tar,had one +Bob Duncan led 11 on the Annual "Let's Get Lost on the Wolgan" walk and failed miserably by having everyone home in good time and condition. 
-to inform us that 103 started on walks in May, also 33 proslectives -,-)nd 12 visitors The Federation barbecue accounted for 60 of the starters. The most trTing experience of the month was that of the g art who locked his pants, with keys, in the boot of his car and was left clad in long woollen underwear. However by removing the back seat the garment, was retrieved from the boot, and decorum restored. + 
-The Social Secretary promised us something seldom attempted in the ordinary run cif reports. Hencefcrth event s will be reported before they take place, insteac of afterwards. + 
-At the end of the meeting Ron Knightley told us that he was leaving in three weeks for England, where he 'would be watching ,lustralia's interests in the laying of a new cable. He would be away for a year or more and this meant, that at the July meeting we wculd have to elect a new president. Jack Cert le, last year President, extendedRon our best wisl-es for a very happy trip. +====== At Our June Meeting ====== 
-The meeting ended after a quarter of an hour. l'Iobody disagreed abcut anything. + 
-NIGHT ON A BALD M0MT_:,I1,1. +Alex Colley  
-(tivith apologies to Lbussorgski+ 
-- Ahol -itwood+One new member, Arnold Fleishmarm, was welcomed by the President, 
-By early Saturday mcrning two carloads of shock troops had, :ifter many losses (at least one car) managed to rendezvous on the -oerimeter of the im-2regnable forest out from Milton. With great resourcefulness and route plotti17 of the highest order the cars sped through the unknown, bodily pushing a D7 :Dulldozer to one side to allow fcr rapid movement. The cars .ultithately failed and the troops rapidly upped packs and strode manfully and Irvomanfull-ty- fcrth into the groat unknown. ProgressirE up the Clyde Valley the scene of the campaign reveaaed itself - the running up of Byangee Walls, the climbing of Mt. Tallaterang, and the assault of the Castle. + 
-General headquarters were established on the Clyde homestead flat, and great was the examination thr cugh hi nocular s of the fir at and la at objectives, and many a cunning plan was evolved for the rapid accomplishment of operation "Cazna". The group, exceptionally well fortified in the inner man; sallied forth at 11.3C in two parties, one to reconnoitre the east end of the wall and the other the west. By 12.45 both parties, after braving mountain torrents, scree slopes and liquid refresh, ment bars, met in clandestine surroundings at the foot of the wall by the Castle saddle  +letter from the Sydney Adventists requested information on how to form a walking Club. On Frank Ashdown's motionit was decided to ask the Adventists to send representatives to our General meetings and  social evenings, also to send them a Walks Programme. 
-Suddenly the assault was on, and all the troops rushed up and over the top by 3 p m. without losses or casualties. This greatly disappointed an eagle which had hopefully circled all the -while. On top maw shots were fired until finally the enemy (i e. the scenery) succumbed,. ritual wardance on an aboriginal bora grcund headed by Geoff and orchestrated on the didjeridoo by Dot completed the ceremonies. By 4 p m. most of the blooded troops found themselves at the east end of the wall, but as no parachutes had been broaht, all made a strategic retx'eat to the west and slipped and slithered thrcuE h the iron cu rtain to reach the foot of it by dark at 6.30 p m. Dot and Geoff formed an advance F:u. rd to 'burn off and get a beacon fire lit for the troops to ruide them back to camp. They Eellopped off into the darkness, never to be seen or heard of. The b,,,12,nce formed a ceterpillar with a head of Garth and a tail of C.-ecrge and a body of 30-36-30 proportions. Sidling along the talus slopes, undercarriages were repeatedly end sometimes forcibly lowered. Several times the head stopped -while the body concertinaed on the edge of a 100 ft. chasm - well 50 ft. - alriEhb then10 ft. 'Lt times like these the torch flicked on and it advanced yet again. The stars were crystal clear, and could be used for astro-navigation or astrologically to predict our course. The caterpillar belied its name and moved fast through stumps and logs, bush 12,-wyer , bottle brush, bracisn and stunted gums. By 9 p m. the animal was at "Riverview" Drive-in Restaurant, where a delectable supper of half a biscuit, one eighth of an orange and a pint of Adam's Ale was served by Mailre dihotel Coulter. For a small extra cost 6ar1 was giepared to serve tadpoles `n. la Parisienne fresh from the dewpools of Byangee plateau. + 
-The caterpillar circled the ridges anci then slithered down the valley to find itself at a familiar stream cros sing. Under torchlight the body rapidly convulsed its way across the clearings and glades. No fire could be seen at headq,.2arters, nor could any aroma of a soup kitehEn be detected - only a shout from -the advarr e party "Mind the barked wire in the bracken:" At 10.29i p m. a blaze broke the night's blackness, and at 10.30 p.D. the caterpillar reached camp and rapidly disintegrated so tist each portion mightdevour some food. midnight a deathly silence prevailed and this was shattered only at dawn by the cawing of the great :aistralian vulture as +There was somewhat a shortage of reports, but the Walks Secretary had one to inform us that 103 started on walks in May, also 33 prospectives and 12 visitorsThe Federation barbecue accounted for 60 of the starters.  
-viheeled over the bloo4spattered legs of its r ey  The timely arrival of :Dill Keatas kept the -vultures atbay till 9 o'clock when life was restored. + 
-This was to be t'le day for  an attack on Tallaterang, but were the troops loath to get on their feet! By 10 a m. Ceoff and 3111 made a r.)cltet-assisted takeoff from headquarters 4,o select the assault route, leaving Dot to crack the -whip, which the did urrercifully, to raise the ,?revious day's ardour, enthusiasm ,71.nd zip of her troops. 3he at length izevailed end by 11.40 the tail-end Charlies were on their way to me.:rb up with their leader, leavinp- me in laissful :apace ri ouiet to snooze and sanske and eat and write up my memoirs on the back of an :111-3ran packet -while :they drove their tortured. flesh on a second day's orgy of climbing up Tallaterang. But someone else must tell you of that, for I was not there. +The most trying experience of the month was that of the gent who locked his pants, with keys, in the boot of his car and was left clad in long woollen underwear. However by removing the back seat the garment, was retrieved from the boot, and decorum restored. 
-COM-RATULATfOlZ TO + 
-Jam and Colin Putt - another son. +The Social Secretary promised us something seldom attempted in the ordinary run of reports. Henceforth events will be reported before they take place, instead of afterwards. 
-Judy Wagg and Richard Redfern, Ida recently announced their engagement. + 
-And to Joan Walker andFrank 'Rigby who were married  on Jun f: llth, +At the end of the meeting Ron Knightley told us that he was leaving in three weeks for England, where he would be watching Australia's interests in the laying of a new cable. He would be away for a year or more and this meant, that at the July meeting we would have to elect a new president. Jack Gentle, last year'President, extended Ron our best wishes for a very happy trip. 
-5. + 
-BIB i1a.3EC1JE. +The meeting ended after a quarter of an hour. Nobody disagreed about anything. 
-Dot 3utlar+ 
-JVr young boys had just turmd eleven and we were havinga mid-week birthday camp at Glenbrook Creek to celebrate. ByTriday night all the food was finished, except fcr a pound of sausages, and I suc:cested that nerha.--)s we had better return home. + 
-"Nhy Ja ould we?" said Rona, "The Budiwal he rs are comi  ng to 7uroka Clearing for a weekend Barbecue. There'll be plenty of food - there's 60 of tham:+====== Night on Bald Mountain ====== 
-So we ate oar sausages for breakfast on 'Saturday morning, vacated our beautiful big sleeping cave on the Glenbrook Creek track, and hied us off to Euroka, relying on Providence for oar next days ' meals. I left it to :Zona to study the map and get us there, and the whole process was remarkably simple - we just walked straight there in less than an hour. "All this talk about people getting list in the Blue Labyrinth must be so much hot air" said I. + 
-The only person there -when we arrived was Ernie French, collecting firewood for the barbecue fire. Myself and young scattered off to explore the clearing. We bounded round its borders, and played hidings, following each other 's trodden tracks thr ugh the long gold grass, and lay basking in the warm winter sun till the S.B.W's should turn up. From a vantage point up on the grassy hillside we watched them arrive, in small groups, in larger groups, in ones and twos. Here coma s our leader, Helen, announcing to the world at large that she has lost all her Prospectives on the way. "I just turned my back for a minute and they were gone But there's no need to worry" (reassuringly)... "I've lost the President too - he is with them"+(with apologies to Mussorgski
-Another voluble lot strode in, the last "temporarily bush" menber of that party turning up eventually, like a sad postscript, half an hour later. The President told me (and I quote him verbatim) "Over 60 people came and at least 45 of them got lost on the way!" as each new batch stragled in we asl:ed them "Who was it lost you?" Sometimes it was Helen's fault, or don's fault, or some other hazy leader, and of course there were those who said it was all Snow's fault. But nobodylost Duncan - that ruEged individualist lost himself. He had set out at a wicked pace some ten minutes after Helen and narty, spent quite a bit of time doing the Grand Tour of the Blue Labyrinth, but when he didn't find Euroka he returned to Glenbrook and started out again, to arrive at last 4 hours after Helen. +Athol Atwood. 
-What would the Club do without Jack Wren? Who else possesses such remarkable know-how Then it comes to erecting the scaffolding and spitting 50 or 60 lbs. of sheep carcases at an optimum distance from the fire so they will cook but not char? It was a very complicated mass of sticks and stays and struts and guys holding up the meat, and all credit goes to Jack that none of it fell in the fire. + 
-Our attention was temporarily diverted from the barbecue by some nearby tent-erecting operations. We were reminded of an axiom propounded by Ray Kirkby in an article oft Bushwalking Geometry: +By early Saturday morning two carloads of shock troops had, after many losses (at least one car) managed to rendezvous on the perimeter of the impregnable forest out from Milton. With great resourcefulness and route plotting of the highest order the cars sped through the unknown, bodily pushing a D7 Bulldozer to one side to allow for rapid movement. The cars ultimately failed and the troops rapidly upped packs and strode manfully and womanfully forth into the great unknown. Progressing up the Clyde Valley the scene of the campaign revealed itself - the running up of Byangee Walls, the climbing of Mt. Tallaterang, and the assault of the Castle. 
-"Often a campsite has position but no magnitude"+ 
-Back at the fire, those of us who had no evening meal stood around, eyeing the splendid horror of the two spitted beasts and wondering how we could get the idea easily into the +General headquarters were established on the Clyde homestead flat, and great was the examination through binoculars of the first and last objectives, and many a cunning plan was evolved for the rapid accomplishment of operation "Cazna". The group, exceptionally well fortified in the inner man; sallied forth at 11.30 in two parties, one to reconnoitre the east end of the wall and the other the west. By 12.45 both parties, after braving mountain torrents, scree slopes and liquid refreshment bars, met in clandestine surroundings at the foot of the wall by the Castle saddle.  
-President's mind that t- *0 h it was high time the + 
-9.-73 11" tr's wait-roe feast began. But when we found that the +Suddenly the assault was on, and all the troops rushed up and over the top by 3 p m. without losses or casualties. This greatly disappointed an eagle which had hopefully circled all the while. On top many shots were fired until finally the enemy (i e. the scenery) succumbed. ritual war dance on an aboriginal bora ground headed by Geoff and orchestrated on the didjeridoo by Dot completed the ceremonies. By 4 p m. most of the blooded troops found themselves at the east end of the wall, but as no parachutes had been brought, all made a strategic retreat to the west and slipped and slithered through the iron curtain to reach the foot of it by dark at 6.30 p m. Dot and Geoff formed an advance guard to 'burn offand get a beacon fire lit for the troops to guide them back to camp. They galloped off into the darkness, never to be seen or heard of. The balance formed a caterpillar with a head of Garth and a tail of George and a body of 30-36-30 proportions. Sidling along the talus slopes, undercarriages were repeatedly end sometimes forcibly lowered. Several times the head stopped while the body concertinaed on the edge of a 100 ft. chasm - well 50 ft. - alright then 10 ft. At times like these the torch flicked on and it advanced yet again. The stars were crystal clear, and could be used for astro-navigation or astrologically to predict our course. The caterpillar belied its name and moved fast through stumps and logs, bush lawyer, bottle brush, bracken and stunted gums. By 9 p m. the animal was at "Riverview" Drive-in Restaurant, where a delectable supper of half a biscuit, one eighth of an orange and a pint of Adam's Ale was served by Maitre d'hotel Coulter. For a small extra cost Car1 was prepared to serve tadpoles la Parisienne fresh from the dewpools of Byangee plateau. 
-awl cur% Zst c VIrvAt s ! + 
-President was putting the onus of ringing the dinner-bell on to Helen everything +The caterpillar circled the ridges and then slithered down the valley to find itself at a familiar stream crossing. Under torchlight the body rapidly convulsed its way across the clearings and glades. No fire could be seen at headquarters, nor could any aroma of a soup kitchen be detected - only a shout from the advance party "Mind the barbed wire in the bracken:" At 10.29 p m. a blaze broke the night's blackness, and at 10.30 p.m. the caterpillar reached camp and rapidly disintegrated so that each portion might devour some food. At midnight a deathly silence prevailed and this was shattered only at dawn by the cawing of the great Australian vulture as wheeled over the blood splattered legs of its prey. The timely arrival of Bill Keatas kept the vultures at bay till 9 o'clock when life was restored. 
-became plain sailing + 
-and the hungry-gutted +This was to be to be day for an attack on Tallaterang, but were the troops loath to get on their feet! By 10 a m. Geoff and Bill made a rocket-assisted takeoff from headquarters to select the assault route, leaving Dot to crack the whip, which she did unmercifully, to raise the previous day's ardour, enthusiasm and zip of her troops. She at length prevailed end by 11.40 the tail-end Charlies were on their way to meet up with their leader, leaving me in blissful peace and quiet to snooze and sunbake and eat and write up my memoirs on the back of an AllBran packet whilethey drove their tortured. flesh on a second day's orgy of climbing up Tallaterang. But someone else must tell you of that, for I was not there. 
-ones easily parsuaded hEr to summon the chef. In his dlef's cap, lo-)1=ing just the boy for the job, Bill Leatas got to work. His butcher's blood was up Rnd he carved off great take-it-or-leave it slabs for the waiting plates. There were rolls to accompany the meat, but someone forgot to bring the salt. aithout it the meat was somewhat limpid and uhexicected in its taste, but the mob accerited it as a sPint acceots Heaven's will, without complaint. Also, I think, the razor-1:een carving knife deftly brandished by the chef acted as a moral deterrent to any would-be complainer. + 
-Nhen the keenest pangs of hunger were allayed one found time to raise one's eyes above stomach-level and take in one's companions. Lnd a very fire sight it was: All grease and gravey and champing jaws. _I girl from England was answering a boy at her side: "No, she was sorry; she had never been to a barbecue." She spoke apologetically - it seened such a waste to have had one's life with no barbecues in it.+ 
 +**CONGRATULATIONS** 
 + 
 +Jane and Colin Putt - another son. 
 +Judy Wagg and Richard Redfern, who recently announced their engagement. 
 +And to Joan Walker and Frank Rigby who were married  on June llth 
 + 
 + 
 +====== Bushwalker Barbecue ====== 
 + 
 +Dot Butler
 + 
 +Our young boys had just turned eleven and we were having a mid-week birthday camp at Glenbrook Creek to celebrate. By Friday night all the food was finished, except for a pound of sausages, and I suggested that perhaps we had better return home. 
 + 
 +"Why should we?" said Rona, "The Bushwalkers are coming to Euroka Clearing for a weekend Barbecue. There'll be plenty of food - there's 60 of them." 
 + 
 +So we ate our sausages for breakfast on Saturday morning, vacated our beautiful big sleeping cave on the Glenbrook Creek track, and hied us off to Euroka, relying on Providence for our next day'meals. I left it to Rona to study the map and get us there, and the whole process was remarkably simple - we just walked straight there in less than an hour. "All this talk about people getting list in the Blue Labyrinth must be so much hot air" said I. 
 + 
 +The only person there when we arrived was Ernie French, collecting firewood for the barbecue fire. Myself and young scattered off to explore the clearing. We bounded round its borders, and played hidings, following each other's trodden tracks through the long gold grass, and lay basking in the warm winter sun till the S.B.W's should turn up. From a vantage point up on the grassy hillside we watched them arrive, in small groups, in larger groups, in ones and twos. Here comes our leader, Helen, announcing to the world at large that she has lost all her Prospectives on the way. "I just turned my back for a minute and they were goneBut there's no need to worry" (reassuringly)... "I've lost the President too - he is with them"
 +Another voluble lot strode in, the last "temporarily bush" member of that party turning up eventually, like a sad postscript, half an hour later. The President told me (and I quote him verbatim) "Over 60 people came and at least 45 of them got lost on the way!" as each new batch stragled in we asked them "Who was it lost you?" Sometimes it was Helen's fault, or Don's fault, or some other hazy leader, and of course there were those who said it was all Snow's fault. But nobody lost Duncan - that rugged individualist lost himself. He had set out at a wicked pace some ten minutes after Helen and party, spent quite a bit of time doing the Grand Tour of the Blue Labyrinth, but when he didn't find Euroka he returned to Glenbrook and started out again, to arrive at last 4 hours after Helen. 
 + 
 +What would the Club do without Jack Wren? Who else possesses such remarkable know-how when it comes to erecting the scaffolding and spitting 50 or 60 lbs. of sheep carcases at an optimum distance from the fire so they will cook but not char? It was a very complicated mass of sticks and stays and struts and guys holding up the meat, and all credit goes to Jack that none of it fell in the fire. 
 + 
 +Our attention was temporarily diverted from the barbecue by some nearby tent-erecting operations. We were reminded of an axiom propounded by Ray Kirkby in an article on Bushwalking Geometry: "Often a campsite has position but no magnitude". 
 + 
 +The tent was being pitched on a miniature cleared space on a bracken-covered slope. Still, perhaps it was warmer there. 
 + 
 +Back at the fire, those of us who had no evening meal stood around, eyeing the splendid horror of the two spitted beasts and wondering how we could get the idea easily into the President's mind that that it was high time the feast began. But when we found that the President was putting the onus of ringing the dinner-bell on to Helen everything became plain sailing and the hungry-gutted ones easily persuaded her to summon the chef. In his chef's cap, looking just the boy for the job, Bill Keatas got to work. His butcher's blood was up and he carved off great take-it-or-leave it slabs for the waiting plates. There were rolls to accompany the meat, but someone forgot to bring the salt. Without it the meat was somewhat limpid and unexpected in its taste, but the mob accepted it as a saint accepts Heaven's will, without complaint. Also, I think, the razor-keen carving knife deftly brandished by the chef acted as a moral deterrent to any would-be complainer. 
 + 
 +When the keenest pangs of hunger were allayed one found time to raise one's eyes above stomach-level and take in one's companions. And a very fire sight it was: All grease and gravey and champing jaws. girl from England was answering a boy at her side: "No, she was sorry; she had never been to a barbecue." She spoke apologetically - it seemed such a waste to have had one's life with no barbecues in it.
 Eventually people could eat no more and the remains of the second beast were left to go on cooking slowly for breakfast. Eventually people could eat no more and the remains of the second beast were left to go on cooking slowly for breakfast.
-Now the camp fire was lit, and at this radiating centre of warmth and light everyone converged. Someone set off sparklers which squandered, their light handsomely against a background of bonefire and bushes. Here comes Frank Young with bangers - a major menace to man's peace on earth. Flatten him, someone.' Frank gives a guileless sTile, all innocence, like a cat with the canary's tail feathers still sticking oat of his jaws. + 
-The tc;nt was being pitched on A +Now the camp fire was lit, and at this radiating centre of warmth and light everyone converged. Someone set off sparklers which squandered, their light handsomely against a background of bonfire and bushes. Here comes Frank Young with bangers - a major menace to man's peace on earth. Flatten him, someoneFrank gives a guileless smile, all innocence, like a cat with the canary's tail feathers still sticking out of his jaws. 
-miniature cleared space on a bracken- covered slope. + 
-Still, perhaps it was warmer there. + 
-7.. +There followed a fine sing-song in the secret clearing, walled in by a circle of trees, and then people drifted off to their tents leaving various bodies sleeping by the fire under a star-chequered sky till dawn. 
-There followed a fine sing-song in the secret clearing, wall,)d in by a circle of trees, and then people drifted off to their tents leaving various bodies sleeping by the fire under a star-chequered sky till dawn. + 
-In the early hours of 'S'unday morning a small group of undertal-ors +In the early hours of Sunday morning a small group of undertakers stood surveying the sad fly-blown remnant of carcass on the spit. No one would possibly eat it except Bushwalkers who are the bravest people on earth but a bit tone-deaf in their taste apparatus. At the moment, however, no one was hungry, so a large hole was dug and the remains were semi-privately interred. Later I heard a frugal housewife wailing that two perfectly good shoulders at 12/6d. each had been wasted, and the knowing nothing about it. However, despite this lost opportunity, when the hat was passed round and a collection made, Federation funds benefited to the extent of L5. 6. 0 from the barbecue. 
-stood surveyin g the sad fly-blown remnant of carcase on the spit. No one would possibly eat it except Bushwalliers who are the bravest people on earth but a bit tone-deaf in tIE ir taste apparatus. At the moment, however, no one was hungry, so a large hole was dug and the remains were semi-privately interred. Later I heard a frugal housewife wailing that two perfectly good shoulders at 12/6d. each had been wasted, and the knowing nothing about it. However, despite this lost opportunity, when the hat was passed round and a cor ection made, Federation funds benefited to the extent of E5. 6. 0 from the barbecue. + 
-=CLAN STATE FOREST 20/- u 11 +After breakfast the prospectives were all summoned up to a sunny spot for an instructional on Map Reading, with Snow Brown as instructor. When all the earnest young prospectives had settled down in a circle around their learned Teacher a solemn voice was heard: "Before we begin let us have a two-minute silence while we think of all those who have gone on Snow's trips and not returned". The prospectives looked a bit startled. So did Snow but before he could say anything another voice continued "After we have prayed for those who didn't return, let us pray also for those who did" Snow has some wonderfully loyal friends 
-CARLON'S FARM 10/- '" il + 
-After breakfast tis prospectives were all summoned up to a sunny spot for an instructional on Map Reading, with Snow Brom as inStructor. When all the earnest young proTectives had settled down in a circle around their learned +After the map-reading was finished the President announced that it would soon be time to judge the damper-making competition, but as no one had brought flour except himself he rather guessed and fancied that he would have the pleasure of awarding first prize to himself, and as first prize happened to be the Prize-winning damper he was already in possession of it and he hoped no one would question the award. Nobody did, because it was not clear to anyone just how to set about it. 
-Teacher a solemn voice was heard: "Before we begin let us have a two-minute silence while we think of all thos e who have gone on Snow's trips and not returned". The prospectives looked a bit startled. So did Snow/ b,ub before he Could say anything another voice continued "After we have prayed for those whodidn't return, let us pray also for those who did"  Snow has some wonderfully loyal frie nds.  + 
-After the map-reading was finished the President announced that it would soon be time to judge the damper-malci ng competition, but as no one had brought flour except himself he rather gue ssed and fancied that he would have the pleasure of +The next entertainment, on the programme was to be a boomerang throwing contest. Ron produced a number of small airy-fairy plywood toys and people tried out their prowess. The target was a tree stump about two feet high, but no matter how well the boomerang was aimed at this it always flew up into the air before reaching it. 
-FOR ALL YOU  TTL liSPOrIT FROM BL-CKTIE... TH + 
-CONTACT +You need a higher target", quoth I, and then regretted having made the suggestion because the only way to get a higher target was to make someone stand on top of the log, and this privilege was graciously given to the person who had made the suggestion. It was a perilous predicament, standing on the teetering log, my foundations being gnawed at by termites, with boomerangs whizzing at me from all angles. I felt like a fraction being reduced to its lowest terms and was happy to vacate my post to Helen, under whose extra two stone it promptly collapsed. 
-HATSWELL'S TAXI & TOURIST SERVEE  + 
-RING, WRITE, WIRE OR C2AT,T, +But every happy day must come to its close, and now it was time to pack up and depart, On the way up to the track we passed a giant angophera, the most glorious tree for miles around - and it had been ringbarked - a scandal of vandalism so complete that it ceased to have meaning. "It could only have been done from sheer vindictiveness" said the Dalai. It made all ones sensibilities bend over and moan. "See what I've done!" crowed the idiot voice of Vandalism, and ravaged Beauty hid her face in her hands and wept. 
-ANf HOUR - D.,1Y OR1\.1IGI-Er + 
-BOOKING OFFICE: 4. doors + 
-from GardrErs Inn Hotel (LOOK FOR am NEON SIGN) +====== Mt Jellore ====== 
-1PHONE: Blackheath W459 or 1N151 + 
-SPEEDY 5 or 8 PASSEIGER CARS AVAILABLE + 
-LARGE OR SMALL PARTIES CATERED FOR +22-23-24th July Walk No.28 - Leader Bob Duncan - Map: Mittagong Military- "Mulga". 
-FARES: KANANURA W=S 30/ per head (minimum 5 passengers) + 
-II If If +From the high parts of Sydney you can see the Gib at Bowral, and to the right a little, the conical peak of Mt. Jellore. 
-PRY'S LOOKDOWN 3/- It + 
-IT +Rounded conical hills are a feature around Mittagong. The basalt cappings have weathered to a rich soil and so have been cleared by past settlers. These hills are in striking contrast to the starkness of Jellore, an old volcanic plug which rises abruptly from the general land level. The Southern face has slopes of 60 degrees and rises precipitously from Jellore Creek for 1000' to a height of 2730'. The easiest route to the summit is up the grassy south spur and into a small saddle between Jellore and the prominent S.W. ridge. There a track winds to the top. From a rock ledge on the Northern side a glorious panorama opens out  over the Wollondilly and the Yerranderie Peaks to the familiar landmarks of the Blue Mountains, from Mt. Banks to Thurat. 
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-WE WELL BE PTFMBED TO -TOTE TRIPS OR S_PECL.LL P..RTES ON APPLICATION. +
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-awarding first prize to himself, and as fir st-lorize ha-opened to be the Prize-winning damper he was n:lreactr in possession of it and he hoped nolont wnulcl nuc; stion the award. Nobody did, because it was not clear to anyone just how to sat about it. +
-The next entertainment, on the irograimie was to be a b'xmerang-throwing cortest. Ron produced a number of snail airy-fairy plywood toys and people tried oat their prowess. The target was a tree stump abort, two feet high., but no matter how well the boomerang was aimed at this it always flew up into the air befcre reaching it. +
-You need a higher target", quoth I, and then regretted having made the suggestion because the only way to get a higher target was to make someone stand on top of the log, and this privilege was graciously given to the person who had made the suggestion. It was a perilous predicament, standing on the teetering log, my foundations being gnawed at by termites, with boomerangs whizzing at me from all angh s. I felt like a fraction being reduced to its lowest terms and was happy to vacate my post to Helen, under whose extra two stone it promptly collapsed. +
-But evew happy day must come to its close, and now it was time to pack up and depart, On the way up to the track we passed a gia nt angophera, the most glorious tree for miles around - and it had been rinebarked: - a scandal of vandalism so complete that it ceased to have meaning. "It could only have been done from sheer vindictiveness" said the Dalai. It made all one s sensibilities bend over and moan. "See what I've done!" crowed the idiot voice of Vandalism, and ravaged Beauty hid her face in her hands and wept. +
-9. +
-MT. =LORE. +
-(22-23-24th July Walk No.28 - Leader Bcb Duncan - Map: Mittagong Military+
-- "Maga". +
-From the high parts of Sydney you can see the Gib at Bowral, and to the right a little, the conical peak of Et. Jellore. +
-Rounded conical hills are a feature around Eittagong. The basalt cappings have weathered to a rich soil and so have been cleared by past settlers. These hills are in striking contrast to the starkness of Jellore, an old volcanic plug -which rises abruptly from the general land level. The Southern face has slopes of 60 degrees and rjses precipitouslyfrom Jellore Creek for 1000' to aheight of 2730'. The easiest route to the summit is up the grassy south spur and into a smell saddle between Jellore and the prominent S.W. ridge. There a track winds to the top. From a rock ledge on the Northern side a glorious panorama opens out over the Tbllon dilly and the Yerranderie Peaks to the familiar landmarks of the Blue Mountains, from Et. Banks to Thurat.+
 Jellore Creek is roughish but not difficult (one mile an hour scrambling). The Nattal is fairly easy walking. Close to the junction is Russell's Needle - worth a try at climbing. Jellore Creek is roughish but not difficult (one mile an hour scrambling). The Nattal is fairly easy walking. Close to the junction is Russell's Needle - worth a try at climbing.
-/mother way out: BlatCh's Pass was overgrown years ago, but the route can be followed to the gap in the cliff line of Flat Top Mountain. From Jellore, the + 
-HEALTH FOOD SHOP GroiVEGETARIAN CAFE*: +Another way out: Blatch's Pass was overgrown years ago, but the route can be followed to the gap in the cliff line of Flat Top Mountain. From Jellore, the way can be plotted. Start at a point 1200 yards below the Jellore Creek junction (the Burragorang-Blue Mountains Tourist Map does not give an accurate indication of the Pass). 
-F000z/s Ts ARE NOT COEPLETE WITHOUT  + 
-SAN ITZRIUM PRODUCTS + 
-DRIED FRUITS - APRICOTS - PEARS - ,=.PPLE RINGS - PRUNES - FIGS +====== It Was As Usual Snow's Fault ====== 
-SNICKS ON THE TRJ:kC KS - WALT RAIS INS - D TES - NEWPORT ROLLS + 
-SPREADS - MRMITE - PE. NUT  - 11UT OLI +The bizarre figure clad in long woollens woke up on the chill Saturday morning at Yalwal, to find that his long trousers and George'pack were securely locked in the car boot. The car keys were in his trousers pocket. The would be mechanics of the party were assured of the impregnability of the vehicle boot from all approaches. So, after borrowing a pair of pants and starting the car by a well-known trick, back into Nowra to a garage where a mechanic swiftly detached the rear seat and obtained the key. Back to Yalwal.  
-BISCUITS - =CID.L NO - iv 7.12, - + 
-13 HUNTER ST SYDNEY. E3W1725. +And would you believe it the bizarre figure put his long trousers containing the key in the boot and .... Just then Snow's foot shot out and saved the day as the lid came thumping down: as we said, it was all Snow's fault. 
-10. +
-way can be plotted. Start at a point 1200 :yards below the Jellore Creek junction (the Burr agorang-Blue Mountains Tourist Map does not give an accurate indication of the Pass). +
-WAS AS USUAL, JMI", saws FAULT +
-The bizarre figure clad in long mollens woke up on the chill Saturday mcrning at Yalwa-., to find that hisllong trousers and G-ecrge Ts packwere securely locked in the car boot. The car keys were in his trousers pocket. The wolad, be mechanics of the party were assured of the impregnability of the vehicle boot from all approache s. So, after borrowing a pair of parts and starting the car by a well-known trick, back into Nowa to a garage where a mechanic swiftly detached the rear seat and obtained the key. Back to Yalwal. And muld you believe it the bizarre figure put his long trousers +
-contain_l_r-, the keyin the boot and    Just then Snow's foot shot out and saved the day as the lid cam thumpitZ down: -4.s we said, it was all Snow's fault.+
 He should have put his foot in it the first time? He should have put his foot in it the first time?
-PAGE'S PASS: For those who wart to try a new way into Blue Gum, or for motoring + 
-types who would like to revisit an old haunt on a day trip, P.ie's Pass, off the Bell road, is still in good condition to the foot of the cliff line - a few spots where you have to look fcr it but on the whole easily negotiable. + 
-JI.T6T BEYOND TIE EunDoZERS. +**Page's Pass** 
-Alex Colley. + 
-It was on the Saturday morning of heat wave week that Frank Leyden, Bill Cosgrove and I set out from Jamberoo for Nadgee. It was a cool and pleasant day, and those who like motoring would have enjoyed the trip. For us it was something to put up with for the sake of a week at Nadgee, and we were pleased when, some +For those who wart to try a new way into Blue Gum, or for motoring types who would like to revisit an old haunt on a day trip, Page's Pass, off the Bell road, is still in good condition to the foot of the cliff line - a few spots where you have to look for it but on the whole easily negotiable. 
-250 miles down the coast, the subdivider's notices at last thinned out. We arrived at Eden as the sun went down, and proceeded past the cemetery to a spot where Bill and Frank had camped a few years before. Of course it was a caravan park now, but easily evaded. We simply drove a few hundred yards further, down on to the beach to the grassy shore of a beautiful lagoon with a bac: round of mountains, and not a caravan in sight. + 
-Next day, thanks to good navigation by Frank, we drove straight to the turnoff from the Disaster Bay Road to Nadgee, which you would never pick with the naked eye from a car. There was nothing difficult about driving along the track, except that there were a lot of scratchy bushes and our Land aover was too shiny. This held us up quite a bit, but we didn't much wart to carry our week'',packs an extra five miles, so we persevered to t1-2 Merrika River. Here the crossing is very rough, and though just within the capacity of a Land P.over, the stage had been reached when it was easier to walk. In the afternoon we set off along the old road for Wally Newton's Beach. le had to climb nearly a thrusar:feet before we crossed +====== Just Beyond the Bulldozers ====== 
-the range and saw below us one of the few remaining unspoiled stretches of the N.S.W. coast. It didn't take us long to find a beautiful open grassy campsite by + 
-11. +Alex Colley 
-a small lagoon behind the beach. + 
-Next day was spent on a short trip up the cot st and back tc camp and then we set off far Cape Howe. As we went eouth there was less tiziaber on the headlands, and in the last few miles it was just open heath country. The cool weether stayed with us - usually between about 600 and 70" and cold enough at rirht to appreciate the -warmth of a sleeping bag. There was aiwa'75 a breeze, either from the W.S.W. or from the North East. It is not unlikely that these are the prevailing winds down there, andblowing from the sea back and forth across the South East corner of the continent, they may keep it almost p.'er manently cool. There are mountains nearly 2000 feet high a few miles inland, but there is nothing to break the wind for several miles around Cape Howe itseIf+It was on the Saturday morning of heat wave week that Frank Leyden, Bill Cosgrove and I set out from Jamberoo for Nadgee. It was a cool and pleasant day, and those who like motoring would have enjoyed the trip. For us it was something to put up with for the sake of a week at Nadgee, and we were pleased when, some 250 miles down the coast, the subdivider's notices at last thinned out. We arrived at Eden as the sun went down, and proceeded past the cemetery to a spot where Bill and Frank had camped a few years before. Of course it was a caravan park now, but easily evaded. We simply drove a few hundred yards further, down on to the beach to the grassy shore of a beautiful lagoon with a background of mountains, and not a caravan in sight. 
-The geology of the country too is quite different to our Sydney coast. The rock along the seashore is abcat the same texture as sand stone, but is harder, is of reddish brown colour and looks as if it has been subjected to heat. Inland there is granite. Fresh water is easy to find, and, unlike the dark sluggish water further north, often flows in clear streamlets almost like in parts of the Blue Mountains. Before long a green backed parrot Whirred away from near our feet - the ground parrot in one of its last retreats. We saw a couple of marsupials - a delicate grey colour - a bit small for kangaroos, too lightly built to be Wallaroos. Then we cane across a rbptilian track - a snake surely - not goanna country. But a few yards further there was the maker of the track - an almost black goanna. Even the flowers were different - the most common being a red epacris -'epacris impra ssa ' I beli eve, + 
-We camped behind a large lake named Salt Lake on Aaich were a number of black swans and other water birds. Not the best of campsites, but -within a couple of +Next day, thanks to good navigation by Frank, we drove straight to the turnoff from the Disaster Bay Road to Nadgee, which you would never pick with the naked eye from a car. There was nothing difficult about driving along the track, except that there were a lot of scratchy bushes and our Land Rover was too shiny. This held us up quite a bit, but we didn't much want to carry our week's packs an extra five miles, so we persevered to the Merrika River. Here the crossing is very rough, and though just within the capacity of a Land Rover, the stage had been reached when it was easier to walk. In the afternoon we set off along the old road for Wally Newton's Beach. We had to climb nearly a thousand feet before we crossed the range and saw below us one of the few remaining unspoiled stretches of the N.S.W. coast. It didn't take us long to find a beautiful open grassy campsite by a small lagoon behind the beach. 
-hour s of Cape Howe. Next day we set off towards some sandhills beyond which, we + 
-thought , lay the Cape. After some three miles over the heathland we C Tab to a +Next day was spent on a short trip up the coast and back to camp and then we set off far Cape Howe. As we went south there was less tiziaber on the headlands, and in the last few miles it was just open heath country. The cool weather stayed with us - usually between about 60" and 70" and cold enough at night to appreciate the warmth of a sleeping bag. There was always a breeze, either from the W.S.W. or from the North East. It is not unlikely that these are the prevailing winds down there, and blowing from the sea back and forth across the South East corner of the continent, they may keep it almost permanently cool. There are mountains nearly 2000 feet high a few miles inland, but there is nothing to break the wind for several miles around Cape Howe itself. 
-beach at the Southern end of which wag a sandhill some 50 feet high. There was something very peculiar about that sandhill. It was restins on a platform of rocks + 
-Which reached a few 'feet above the water. ae set off round the rocks -end, as we +The geology of the country too is quite different to our Sydney coast. The rock along the seashore is about the same texture as sand stone, but is harder, is of reddish brown colour and looks as if it has been subjected to heat. Inland there is granite. Fresh water is easy to find, and, unlike the dark sluggish water further north, often flows in clear streamlets almost like in parts of the Blue Mountains. Before long a green backed parrot whirred away from near our feet - the ground parrot in one of its last retreats. We saw a couple of marsupials - a delicate grey colour - a bit small for kangaroos, too lightly built to be Wallaroos. Then we came across a reptilian track - a snake surely - not goanna country. But a few yards further there was the maker of the track - an almost black goanna. Even the flowers were different - the most common being a red epacris -'epacris imprassa' I believe. 
-came round a corner, I saw a few yerds'in front a limp brown furry object which I + 
-at first took to be a dead horse. No, it wasn't, it was a dead seal. "Loch: Bill" yells Alex, "a dead seal:" Whereupon the corpse rears up and starts lumbering into the water to be followed by three of its Mates which started up from nearby crevices. The beasties were about 9 feet long, must have weighed about he lf n ton, and were, I believe, sea lions. I thought they belonged to the Antarctic and wondered what they were doing there, but we soon found out.+We camped behind a large lake named Salt Lake on which were a number of black swans and other water birds. Not the best of campsites, but within a couple of hours of Cape Howe. Next day we set off towards some sandhills beyond which, we thought,lay the Cape. After some three miles over the heathland we came to a 
 +beach at the Southern end of which wag a sandhill some 50 feet high. There was something very peculiar about that sandhill. It was resting on a platform of rocks which reached a few feet above the water. We set off round the rocks end, as we came round a corner, I saw a few yards in front a limp brown furry object which I at first took to be a dead horse. No, it wasn't, it was a dead seal. "Look: Bill" yells Alex, "a dead seal:" Whereupon the corpse rears up and starts lumbering into the water to be followed by three of its mates which started up from nearby crevices. The beasties were about 9 feet long, must have weighed about half a ton, and were, I believe, sea lions. I thought they belonged to the Antarctic and wondered what they were doing there, but we soon found out. 
 Another couple of hundred yards and we started round the sandhill. As we did a freezing wind bearing light rain and stinging sand hit us and the Coast started to bear away to the South West. Then it was borne upon us that this was Cape Howe - the South-east corner of our Continent - just a sandhill. Round the corner on a boulder strewn strand between the sea and the sandhills the broken off, rusted bow of a wreck pointed skywards. Another couple of hundred yards and we started round the sandhill. As we did a freezing wind bearing light rain and stinging sand hit us and the Coast started to bear away to the South West. Then it was borne upon us that this was Cape Howe - the South-east corner of our Continent - just a sandhill. Round the corner on a boulder strewn strand between the sea and the sandhills the broken off, rusted bow of a wreck pointed skywards.
-We vent a little way along the coast, covering our faces against the driving rain and stinging sand, then started inland to climb one of the sandhills. It was just like the slopes of Kosciusko in a blizzard. We struggled to the top and looked down the coast to the low outline of Gabo Island with its lighthouse, than down into one of the gullies. Here I found that what I had suspected was true. The sandhills were not natural to the coantry. In the valley the sand was darkened + 
-12.  +We went a little way along the coast, covering our faces against the driving rain and stinging sand, then started inland to climb one of the sand hills. It was just like the slopes of Kosciusko in a blizzard. We struggled to the top and looked down the coast to the low outline of Gabo Island with its lighthouse, than down into one of the gullies. Here I found that what I had suspected was true. The sandhills were not natural to the country. In the valley the sand was darkened by soil. There were dead stumps of trees and shrubs, and a thin growth of reeds, the last remnants of vegetative cover. Thereupon I conceived a theory which I shall hold until someone can disprove it. It is that sand extends along the coast for some distance to the South West. This country, like all other bush country, has been burnt regularly. Vegetative cover is now too thin to hold the sand. That wind blowing unchecked along the coastline tales the sand with it right to Cape Howe, after which it could blow only into the sea. 
-by soil. Ti^ere were dead stumps of trees and shrubs, and a thin growth of reeds, the last remnants of vegetative cover. Thereupon I conceived a theory which I shall hold until soma one can disprove it. It is that sand extends along the coast for some distance to the South West. This country, like all other bush country, has been burnt regularly. Vegetative cover is now too thin to hold the sand. That wind blowing unchecked along the coastline tales the sand with it right to Cape Howe, after which it could blow only into the sea. + 
-We were glad to cross the border again and corre out of the cord hills to the warm sunny beach to the north in sanny New south uvales. Our shcrt venture over the Victorian border merely confirmed my opinion of that State. +We were glad to cross the border again and come out of the cold hills to the warm sunny beach to the north in sunny New south Wales. Our short venture over the Victorian border merely confirmed my opinion of that State. 
-That night we found a good campsite mar NIdgee Inlet - one of the most scenic spots on the trip, and another day's walk took us to Merrikn, Creek. From there we drove to Disaster Bay and walked down the coast to another unspoiled + 
-inlet - the mouth of the Merrika River - and camped in a delightful spot behind an old timber loading platfcrm+That night we found a good campsite at Nadgee Inlet - one of the most scenic spots on the trip, and another day's walk took us to Merrika, Creek. From there we drove to Disaster Bay and walked down the coast to another unspoiled inlet - the mouth of the Merrika River - and camped in a delightful spot behind an old timber loading platform. 
-By the next night we were back at Jamberoo, end after a mr-rning niCidng bla cltherri es, arrived home again on the Sunday night. + 
-Yes, we can thoroughly recommend a trip to Nadgee, provided you have a full week to do it, cr, , alternatively, you love motoring. It is still almost primitive. We saw nobody during the five days we spent along the coast south of Merrika. But its too good to stay like that. The bull-dozers will M on "open it up". So, if you want to see the last bit of natural coast, go soon. +By the next night we were back at Jamberoo, and after a morning collecting blackberries, arrived home again on the Sunday night. 
-THE SOCIAL PAST + 
-The two Talks for June were top not cher s and drew full houses. +Yes, we can thoroughly recommend a trip to Nadgee, provided you have a full week to do it, or, alternatively, you love motoring. It is still almost primitive. We saw nobody during the five days we spent along the coast south of Merrika. But its too good to stay like that. The bull-dozers will soon "open it up". So, if you want to see the last bit of natural coast, go soon. 
-On 15th June Mr. J.G. Polisoniszoke on Snakes and Spiders. Certain of the audience were disappointed (because/d1g&don't like the cold weather and wouldn't be in it), but at least as many preferred the pickled variety which could be safely studied in their glass jars. A live funnel web spider was exercised on the executive table but fortunately did not run amok. number of old ifi.Tive's tales were dispelled, and we were glad to hear Mr. Polison affirm that snakes should be left alone (when in the bush, at any rate). + 
-Professor Taylor talked about 'The Geology of some of our wa..11dng country" on the 29th. This birds'-eye-view of SydnLyside, illustrated, with slides of block diagrams and maps, was a delightful blend of wit and wisdom. Those with a thirst for knowledge of their surroundings should study the Professor'"33,rdneyside Scenery" and follow up the referere es given. cony of the geoloEical history of Ccx is River (F.A. Craft: Proceedings of the Linnea,Society 1928) is held in the Club Library. ..+ 
 +**The Social Past** 
 + 
 +The two talks for June were top notchers and drew full houses. 
 + 
 +On 15th June Mr. J.G. Polisoniszoke on Snakes and Spiders. Certain of the audience were disappointed (because live snakes don't like the cold weather and wouldn't be in it), but at least as many preferred the pickled variety which could be safely studied in their glass jars. A live funnel web spider was exercised on the executive table but fortunately did not run amok. number of old wive's tales were dispelled, and we were glad to hear Mr. Polison affirm that snakes should be left alone (when in the bush, at any rate). 
 + 
 +Professor Taylor talked about 'The Geology of some of our walking country" on the 29th. This birds'-eye-view of Sydneyside, illustrated, with slides of block diagrams and maps, was a delightful blend of wit and wisdom. Those with a thirst for knowledge of their surroundings should study the Professor'Sydneyside Scenery" and follow up the refererences given. A copy of the geological history of Cox'River (F.A. Craft: Proceedings of the Linnean Society 1928) is held in the Club Library.  
 Someone was heard to ask for information on the Clyde River area. This is covered by F.A, Craft in the "Physiography of the Shoalhaven River Valley", Linnean Society N.S.W. Proceedings Vol.56 1931 Someone was heard to ask for information on the Clyde River area. This is covered by F.A, Craft in the "Physiography of the Shoalhaven River Valley", Linnean Society N.S.W. Proceedings Vol.56 1931
-pp. 99-132 Tallong Bungonia +pp. 99-132 Tallong Bungonia\\ 
-24.3-261 Nerrimunga Creek +243-261 Nerrimunga Creek\\ 
-261-265 Bulee Ridge +261-265 Bulee Ridge\\ 
-412-4.30 Nerriga (includes plates showing views from Endrick and Ccrang trigs.) +412-430 Nerriga (includes plates showing views from Endrick and Corang trigs.)\\ 
-T9-&11, here we are, right in the middle of Winter, and leith our coldest month yet to come. Are you prepared?? + 
-Enthusiastic Minter walkers thould certainly investigate our "Hothamn Sleeping Bag. They are good for 200 below freezing weati-Br and are just what the Doctor ordered. Check into Paddy's and see one of these now. Priced from E12.19. 9d. + 
-We also have some down-filled jackets mhich are guaranteed to keep the westerlies howling across Narrow Neck at bay. Yours for E11.18. 0: +About 70 energetic Bushies attended the mid year party at North Sydney Council Chambers. A certain Beatnik influence was noticeable in some of the costumes, and although on the surface the disguise was effective, the weare  enthusiasm and bounce gave them away. 
-We have a good lire of warm hard-wearing Norwegian pullovers still available, priced from E4. 4. 0. Just the thing for winter camping trips. Only a limited number left, so hurry. + 
-A new illustrated Prices List is now available so S.B.W. members, old, new and prospective, make sure you ask for one the mxt time you visit Paddy's. +A record 160 Club members, friends and neighbours gathered at the Harvey's residence on July 2nd to give the Knightley's a rousing farewell. 
- Lightweight Camp Gear + 
-201tASTLEREAGH St SYDNEY + 
-P42685 +====== Your Walking Guide : Day Walks ====== 
-About 70 energetic BuShies attended the mid year party at North Sydney Council Chambers. A certain Beatnik influence was noticeable in some of the costumes, and although on the rface the disguise was effective, the weare  enthusiasm and bounce gave them away. + 
-A record 160 Club members, friends and neighbours gathered (Trt the Harvey's residence on July 2nd to give the Knihtley's a rousing farewell. +David Ingram 
-YOUR TAL-iLlal\G GUIDE DAY WALKS, + 
-David Ingram. + 
-24TH JULY +**24TH JULY**  Wahroonga Spring Gully - The Sphinx - Cowan Creek- Bobbin Head - Mt. Kuringai Stn. 12 miles. 
-31ST JULY +8.40 a m. train Central Electric Station to Wahroonga via Bridge. Tickets to Mt. KURINGAI via BRIDGE. Return. A pleasant ramble through the Western portion of Kuringai Chase. Ideal for new members not familiar with the area. Mainly track walking.
-7TH AUGUST +
-14TH AUGUST +
-Wahroonga Spring Gully - The Sphinx - Cowan Creek- Bobbin Head - Nt. Kuringai Stn. 12 miles. +
-8.40 a m. train Central Electric Station to Nahroonga via Bridge. Tickets to NT. KURINGAI via BRIDGE. Return. +
-A-pleasant ramble through the Western portion of Kuringai Chase. Ideal for new members not familiar with the area. Mainly track walking.+
 Map: Broken Bay Military Map: Broken Bay Military
 Hawkesbury River Tourist Hawkesbury River Tourist
 Leader: Irene Pridham. Leader: Irene Pridham.
-Waterfall - Mt. Westmacott Myuna Creek - Heathcote Creek - Scouter's Mountain Heath cote. 13 miles. + 
-8.20 a m. Cronulla train from Central Electric Station to Sutherland. CHANGE AT SUTIERLn.ND for rail motor to W_ITERF1LL. Tickets to liaTERFALL Return. +**31ST JULY**  Waterfall - Mt. Westmacott Myuna Creek - Heathcote Creek - Scouter's Mountain Heathcote. 13 miles.  8.20 a m. Cronulla train from Central Electric Station to Sutherland. CHANGE AT SUTHERLAND for rail motor to WATERF1LL. Tickets to WATERFALL Return. 
-Definitely a test walk. Gaiters recommended far the Scouter 's Mountain section. Suitable for new menbers who have already done some walks. Plenty of ups and downs. Very pleasant alonE Eyuna and Heathcote Creeks. +Definitely a test walk. Gaiters recommended for the Scouter 's Mountain section. Suitable for new members who have already done some walks. Plenty of ups and downs. Very pleasant along Myuna and Heathcote Creeks. 
-Nap: Camden Military +Map: Camden Military 
-Port HacIdng Tourist +Port Hacking Tourist 
-Leader: Jean qilson+Leader: Jean Wilson
-Pymble - bus to St. Ives (Warrimoo Road) - Cowan Creek - Roach Trig - St. Ives. 7 miles.+ 
 +**7TH AUGUST**  Pymble - bus to St. Ives (Warrimoo Road) - Cowan Creek - Roach Trig - St. Ives. 7 miles.
 NOTE ALTERED TRAIN TIME. 9.10 train from Central Electric Station to Pymble via Bridge. NOTE ALTERED TRAIN TIME. 9.10 train from Central Electric Station to Pymble via Bridge.
-Ticliets: Return to Pymble via Bridge.+Tickets: Return to Pymble via Bridge.
 Scratchy in parts. May be some early wild flowers about and plenty of time to study them. Scratchy in parts. May be some early wild flowers about and plenty of time to study them.
 Map: Broken Bay Military Map: Broken Bay Military
 Leader: Pam Baker Leader: Pam Baker
-Parramatta - bus to Rouse Hill - Cattai Creek - Cataract Creek - Vineyard Station. 14 miles. + 
-NOTE: TRAIN TINE ALTERED. 8.27 a m. Liverpool train from Central +**14TH AUGUST**  Parramatta - bus to Rouse Hill - Cattai Creek - Cataract Creek - Vineyard Station. 14 miles. 
-Electric Station to GRANVILLE. CHANGE AT GRANIT,TF for Parramatta, where CHAME to Rouse Hill bus (Route No.200) leaving from the Northern side of Parramatta Station at 9.12 a m. +NOTE: TRAIN LINE ALTERED. 8.27 a m. Liverpool train from Central Electric Station to GRANVILLE. CHANGE AT GRANVILLE for Parramatta, where CHANGE to Rouse Hill bus (Route No.200) leaving from the Northern side of Parramatta Station at 9.12 a m. 14TH AUGUST TICKETS: Return to Vineyard (Richmond Line). Take care that Station Assistants do not give you a ticket, to Wynyard. This walk starts where 1ast year's excursion into the Cattai Creek area finished. It should be wattle time: ask those who went last yearA long walk but not very strenuous.
-2.5. +
-14TH AUGUST TICIMTS: Return to Vineyard (Richmond Line). Tale care that +
-(Continued) Station Assistants do not give you a ticl.:et, to Wyn7-ard. +
-This -walk starts where 1a,st year's excursion into the Cattai Creek area finished. It daould be ih att, le time: islc those who went last yearA long walk but not very strenuous.+
 Map Windsor Military Map Windsor Military
-Hawlo sbuly River Tourist+Hawkesbury River Tourist
 Leader: David Ingram Leader: David Ingram
-wEEnaD + 
-29-30-31JULY BANK HOLIDAY. +**29-30-31JULY 1ST AUGUST BANK HOLIDAY** 
--1ST AUGUST Kato omba Megalong Creek - Cox's River Junction - Breakfast Creek - Glen Alan Canyon. +Katoomba Megalong Creek - Cox's River Junction - Breakfast Creek - Glen Alan Canyon. 
-First class river and creek scenery - extensive panoramas on the last day. Dawn Nellie's Glen on the Friday night - camp near the old Pub site. Rockhop down MegalonE. Gorge (alternative the easy six foct track) - spectacular drop over granite boulders, then through a narrow cleft to the Ccx's junction. Pleasant, scrambling and river bank -walking alone Cox's. Camp at Galong Creek. Through the Grand :Bluffs past Harry 'aivor junction to Breakfast Creel:Sons rock hop-Ging to Glen Jan gaige. Climb easily rlround a series of waterfalls set in quartzite Forge. Camp near Glen Alan crossing. EaEy last day out via Taro's Ladder and Ii-rrow Neck. +First class river and creek scenery - extensive panoramas on the last day. Down Nellie's Glen on the Friday night - camp near the old Pub site. Rockhop down Megalong. Gorge (alternative the easy six foot track) - spectacular drop over granite boulders, then through a narrow cleft to the Cox's junction. Pleasant, scrambling and river bank walking along Cox's. Camp at Galong Creek. Through the Grand Bluffs past Harry'River junction to Breakfast CreekSome rock hopping to Glen Alan gorge. Climb easily around a series of waterfalls set in quartzite gorge. Camp near Glen Alan crossing. Early last day out via Taro's Ladder and Narrow Neck.\\ 
-Maps: Myles Dunphy s Map of the C anrerang s +Maps: Myles Dunphy's Map of the Gangerangs\\ 
-Katoomba aff Jenolan Military +Katoomba and Jenolan Military Blue Mountains Tourist.\\ 
-Blue Mnunt airs Tourist. +Leader: Brian Harvey
-Leader: Brian. + 
-29-30.-31 JULY +**29-30-31 JULY **  
-5-6-7 AUGUST +Katoomba Megalong Creek - Galong Creek - Carlon's Head - atoomba This trip was planned to be run in conjunction -with the Holiday Weekend Walk, but as the "Official" leader is now in England, a substitute Leader is required. The return to Katoomba from Carlon's could be altered to via Nellie's Glen or Devil's Hole in lieu of Carlon's Head and Narrow Neck, if so desired. 
-WANTED: + 
-Katoomba Megalong Creek - Galong Creek - Carlon's Head - atoomba This trip was planned to be run in conjunction -with the Holiday Weekend Walk, but as the "Official" leader is now in England, a substitute Leader is required. The return to Kat,')omba from Carlon 's could be altered to via Nellie 's Glen or Devil's Hole in lieu of Carlon's Head and Narrow Neck, if so desired. +**5-6-7 AUGUST**  
-Wolgen Valley - Annie Rowan's Creek - Old Coach Road - Wolgan. Private transport - fair dirt road from Lid sdale through the spectacular Wolgan Gap to the old shale treatment town of No-climes. Inspect the ruins of the works and. township. Track walk down the Wolgan to Annie Rowan's Creek. Some scrambling to the tops and across to the old railway track, thraigh the Glowworm tunnel and down the cutting to Newnes.+Wolgen Valley - Annie Rowan's Creek - Old Coach Road - Wolgan. Private transport - fair dirt road from Lid sdale through the spectacular Wolgan Gap to the old shale treatment town of Newnes. Inspect the ruins of the works and.township. Track walk down the Wolgan to Annie Rowan's Creek. Some scrambling to the tops and across to the old railway track, through the Glowworm tunnel and down the cutting to Newnes.\\
 Leader: Lyndsey Gray. Leader: Lyndsey Gray.
-Leaders Inho will give the Editor details of their forthcoming trips about five or six weeks before they are due, r)nd follow up with any news worth reporting immediately after. + 
-16  + 
-CRLDLE MOUNre.IN - LJ ST. CLAIR RESERVE. +**WANTED:** 
-- Hoy Craggs. + 
-Last year a friend from Camden, ''Srnithy" as he prefers to be known, read an article in a magazine about a party of girls mho walked through the Cradle Mountain Lake St. Clair Reserve in Tasmania. Smithy reckoned if they could do it then so could he. I agreed to go with him and to organi se a party, focd and transportTo get a party together I placed a notice on the Club Notice Board; in a short -time I received several enquiries. I turned up with two people who said "for sure" And one or two "maybe"+Leaders who will give the Editor details of their forthcoming trips about five or six weeks before they are due, and follow up with any news worth reporting immediately after. 
-Meanwhile I was gathering as much inforrration as I cculd from around the Club. Advice and saggestions ranged many and varied, most of the se I found very helpful. Opinions on the conditions in Tasmania for weather and walldng went, from easy, mcderate, rough, terrible to abominable, but everyone agreed it was a worthwhile trip. + 
-Time for departure drew near, and cur party had dwindled back to two, Smithy and I. However, a bare week before we left I was talldng to a rr cape ctive member of the Club who expressed his desire to acconrpaly us. He had been introduced to me as Hans. I enquired of Hans if he had had any walldng experience, and he informed me that he was a member of the ,Lustrian Alpine Club and thrust a rather impressive manbership card under my nose, so I welcomed Hens Lamellhofer into our little group. + 
-We travelled to Melbourne by train, a very unc omfortable trip in corn r.parisen with the seats on the new ferry the "2rirress of Tasmania", which sails from Melbourne to Devonport. The sea was smooth so I could fully enjoy the excellent food 5.1nd very choice selection of refreshment. +====== Cradle Mountain Lake St Clair Reserve ====== 
-To travel from Devonport to Aldheim by train and bus took almost a full day. Here we met the Rarger, Franz Eselbook, who looks after the Chalet "Waldheird  + 
-Franz is quite a chap. Dressed in his national dress, complete with beard and pipe, he bounds out of the Chalet and says VTelcome to ffaldheim". Perhaps I should mention that Waldheim means "Home in the Woode and that's just what it is; virgin bush runs practically to the doorstep. Franz is an :_ustrian also, and a member of the Austrian Alpine Club, so he and Hans were very hapny to meet. Adolf 1ATiendorfer, also an Austrian, pioneered a lot of this area years ago. +Roy Craggs. 
-MBA, evening we met Tom. Tom is a wombat who appears to have adopted Franz. Smith tried to be friendly with Tom but our worthy wombat had other ideas. With a snort, sneeze, cough and a wheeze Tom lowered his hard head and charged. Our little band decided to retreat very fast in the face of superior armament. + 
-The text day, 'Wednesday, broke bright and sunny. IlVe set out with high spirits -to climb Marion's Lookout via Crater Lake, which lies in an extinct volcano. No sooner did we get halfway up Marion's Lookout when rain and fog set upon us. We hadn't seen Cradle Mountain up close yet. At Kitchen Hut I observed a creature hopping around in the scrub. I nominated the animal as a wallaby, then changed my nomination to an eagle, and once more to a crow. Unforturntely for me the creature turned out to be a black magpie. The boys classified this "new species" as "Crowus Craggins", later to become imown to everyone we met, much to my disgust, as "Cragg's Crow"+Last year a friend from Camden, "Smithy" as he prefers to be known, read an article in a magazine about a party of girls mho walked through the Cradle Mountain Lake St. Clair Reserve in Tasmania. Smithy reckoned if they could do it then so could he. I agreed to go with him and to organise a party, food and transportTo get a party together I placed a notice on the Club Notice Board; in a short time I received several enquiries. I turned up with two people who said "for sure" and one or two "maybe". 
-17. + 
-At the new Natorfall Hut we lunched. This new hut has a corrugated iron roof, the iron having been flown in by helicopter. There is sleeping accOmmodatien for eight, and water is obtained from a small creek just at the back of the hut. After lunch we continued amid vast amounts of rain and mud to Windermere Hut. This hut has modern conveniences, cross ventilation far one. +Meanwhile I was gathering as much information as I could from around the Club. Advice and suggestions ranged many and varied, most of these I found very helpful. Opinions on the conditions in Tasmania for weather and walking went, from easy, moderate, rough, terrible to abominable, but everyone agreed it was a worthwhile trip. 
-Thursday was extremely cold and bleak so we holed up by the fireplace all dgy. It stopped raining about teatiae and a large black possum came inside the hut to polish aCf the scraps. He was a beauty, ate from our hands and allowed us to pat him. The black possum is a lovely animal with thick, soft black fur and a cute pink nose. He soon became tired of us, and perhaps 014r:IRYVit421414Pc-atsip andlte, left us, + 
-I awoke early Friday morning and asked Hans the time  5.30 a m. Food being foremost in my mind I lit the fire and began to prepare breakfast. The meal was half cooked then Hans leant over his bunk laughing like one a screw or two loose, and informed me that the tine was only 4.40 a m! I was very upset by this; getting up that early is against my principles. at the be7s were soon out of 'Joe when I put the bacon on the fire. We got off to an OLrJJi start in fine but cold weather. +Time for departure drew near, and our party had dwindled back to two, Smithy and I. However, a bare week before we left I was talking to a prospective member of the Club who expressed his desire to accompany us. He had been introduced to me as Hans. I enquired of Hans if he had had any walking experience, and he informed me that he was a member of the Austrian Alpine Club and thrust a rather impressive membership card under my nose, so I welcomed Hens Lamellhofer into our little group. 
-On the way to Pelion Hut we were in the heart of the namntein country, and many of the Mountains had snow on them. new we had exmriencee cur first button + 
-grass plains; this grass grows in "lumps up to about three feet 1-lie-h 'Ind the mud between the lumps caused us to try and walk on top of the Frnss. This is O.K. until one slips and falls in the mud, much to the delight of his companions. We arrived at Pelion Hut with a fall issue of leeches. +We travelled to Melbourne by train, a very uncomfortable trip in comparison with the seats on the new ferry the Princess of Tasmania", which sails from Melbourne to Devonport. The sea was smooth so I could fully enjoy the excellent food and very choice selection of refreshment. 
-We were very interested in the fossils to be found in abundance in the bed of the creek near the hut. There are some very fire specimens, mainly of seashells, but size and weight of the stone prevented us from carrying as much as we would have liked to.+ 
 +To travel from Devonport to Waldheim by train and bus took almost a full day. Here we met the Ranger, Franz Eselbook, who looks after the Chalet "Waldheim".  Franz is quite a chap. Dressed in his national dress, complete with beard and pipe, he bounds out of the Chalet and says Velcome to Valdheim". Perhaps I should mention that Waldheim means "Home in the Woods and that's just what it is; virgin bush runs practically to the doorstep. Franz is an Austrian also, and a member of the Austrian Alpine Club, so he and Hans were very happy to meet. Adolf Wiendorfer, also an Austrian, pioneered a lot of this area years ago. 
 + 
 +That evening we met Tom. Tom is a wombat who appears to have adopted Franz. Smith tried to be friendly with Tom but our worthy wombat had other ideas. With a snort, sneeze, cough and a wheeze Tom lowered his hard head and charged. Our little band decided to retreat very fast in the face of superior armament. 
 +The next day, Wednesday, broke bright and sunny. We set out with high spirits to climb Marion's Lookout via Crater Lake, which lies in an extinct volcano. No sooner did we get halfway up Marion's Lookout when rain and fog set upon us. We hadn't seen Cradle Mountain up close yet. At Kitchen Hut I observed a creature hopping around in the scrub. I nominated the animal as a wallaby, then changed my nomination to an eagle, and once more to a crow. Unfortunately for me the creature turned out to be a black magpie. The boys classified this "new species" as "Crowus Craggins", later to become known to everyone we met, much to my disgust, as "Cragg's Crow"
 + 
 +At the new Waterfall Hut we lunched. This new hut has a corrugated iron roof, the iron having been flown in by helicopter. There is sleeping accommodation for eight, and water is obtained from a small creek just at the back of the hut. After lunch we continued amid vast amounts of rain and mud to Windermere Hut. This hut has modern conveniences, cross ventilation far one. 
 + 
 +Thursday was extremely cold and bleak so we holed up by the fireplace all day. It stopped raining about teatime and a large black possum came inside the hut to polish off the scraps. He was a beauty, ate from our hands and allowed us to pat him. The black possum is a lovely animal with thick, soft black fur and a cute pink nose. He soon became tired of us, and perhaps our Rivita biscuits and left us, 
 + 
 +I awoke early Friday morning and asked Hans the time  5.30 a m. Food being foremost in my mind I lit the fire and began to prepare breakfast. The meal was half cooked then Hans leant over his bunk laughing like one a screw or two loose, and informed me that the tine was only 4.40 am! I was very upset by this; getting up that early is against my principles. at the boys were soon out of bed when I put the bacon on the fire. We got off to an early start in fine but cold weather. 
 + 
 +On the way to Pelion Hut we were in the heart of the mountain country, and many of the Mountains had snow on them. By now we had experienced our first button grass plains; this grass grows in lumps up to about three feet high and the mud between the lumps caused us to try and walk on top of the grass. This is O.K. until one slips and falls in the mud, much to the delight of his companions. We arrived at Pelion Hut with a full issue of leeches. 
 + 
 +We were very interested in the fossils to be found in abundance in the bed of the creek near the hut. There are some very fine specimens, mainly of seashells, but size and weight of the stone prevented us from carrying as much as we would have liked to. 
 At Pelion I created the first successful damper of my damper cooking career. We actually ate it all, except of course the half inch of charcoal on the bottom. The possums managed to polish this off, but because they live in a sanctuary and are protected, I doubt that I should have fed them that indigestible substance. At Pelion I created the first successful damper of my damper cooking career. We actually ate it all, except of course the half inch of charcoal on the bottom. The possums managed to polish this off, but because they live in a sanctuary and are protected, I doubt that I should have fed them that indigestible substance.
-On Saturday morning we sallied forth with great ideas about climbing Mt. Ossa. We reached Pelion Gap where the track to Ossa is located, oar aathusiasm Slightly dampened by steep grades on parts of the track from Pelion Hut, and leaving our packs at the main track set off towards Ossa. On the side of Ossa itself, Smithy and I began to complain bitterly of mountains and the mental condition of those people Who climb mountains. Hans looked at us with amazement, and informed us Ossa is a "pimple" furthermore, he had climbed the MATTERHORN. With this information on herd we Shut up and continued climbing. 
-We arrived at Ducane Hut late in the afterno:n and decided to examine the Visitor's Book: while daylight prevailed. This book had the first entry I had 
-seen so far, a party had placed an entry in 1956. Hans hod been sufficiently unwary to display his artistic ability, and therob7 feund himself with the job of sketching our respective CIdlo badges into the books. But I noticed that these crelt flashes of inspiration grew smaller day by day. 
-Wood was our major problem at Ducane. There was nlent-y of it h,Indy, all very big, all very wet and the axe from the hut had seen far better days. This time we 
-were saved by Smithy Wno let slip that ,he used to go loggirg down the Abercrombie years ago. In the twinkle Smithy found himself with an axe in his hand and, kicking himself mentally, he went off to do the honolrs. 
-There is an entry in the Visitor's Book stating (very proudly) that 29 Boy Scouts camped in the hut on the way through. That really males sardines look sick because the hut is only made to accommodate eight. Hans and I would sign the books and follow up with our respective Club names, but Smithy reckoned he wasn't going to take a backseat just because he wasn't in a club so he signed in as a "Freelance Adventurer"  
-The possums gave us a really good going over that night. They romped with gay abandon all over the wooden shingle roof. One adventurous soul climbed in the chimney and gave us whack inside. 
-Due to our frionds and a sleepless niht we had a late start on 3unday, leaving Ducane at 11 a m. We proceeded towards -vvindy Ridge Hut, but pent sometime on a side track to see the Dalton and Ferguson vaterfalls. These we ...arced were of interest, but nething out of the box. after lun&inF at olindy Llidfo we pressed on to Pine Valley. Snakes were very prevalent in this area; we sew aoveral but they proved reluctant to pose for the cameras and suddenly it dawned on Ao why the boys let me wall: in front all the time. I almost trod on a firer sn=le cc and dug my heels in hard. Hans banged into my pack with his head and bounced riFlit back, and the result was a string of adjectives in four languages. Very colourful indeed. 
-At the bottom of Pine Valley there are two tracks to the hut, one through the forest and one over the plains which extend right up to the hut, a little over a mile distant. We took the track over the plains right smack into the best mudpie that side of the Black Stump. Well bedecked with mud and feeling very upset we ended up at Pine Valley Hut to find it occupied by four Tasmanians. This party had been two days ahead of us but had spent the intervening time climbing the mountains in the area of Pine Valley. When we found out that they all worked at a chocolate factory- we enquired if there was indeed a full glass and a half of rich full cream milk in each block. They guaranteed that there was, but would not indicate the size of the glass. 
-The Tasmanians pushed on to Narcissus Hut early next morning. We climbed the Ducane Range which rises close to the Pine Valley Hut. From the top we had a monderful view of Pine Valley below us, mountains ranging on both sides and Lake St. Clair in the background like a silverblue gem set in blue and green velvet mountains. On the other side of the range lay a series of small lakes and tarps amid the greatest jumble of basalt I've ever seen. This area is known as the Labyrinth. We thoroughly enjoyed the view from here, which we consider is much bettor than from Mt. Ossa. Going back down the range to the hut the track lost us, ard we found out something about Tassie scrub. It's no joke to become mislocated even for an hour or two down there. After lundaing at the but we trudged once again through cur mud pie. The boys insisted that the view would be bettor from 
-the plains. I pointed out that the view wasn't worth tupience with one's face in the mud. The previous three days had been fine, the track had been drying nicely (except in the button grass), but halfway to N;ircissus Hut a taunderstDrm drop-)c:d by for a social call. The track turned to mire under the deluge of rain and we seemed to slip every few feet. We arrived at Narcissus Hut liberally caked with mud once more. Both our morale and our opinion of Tasmania were at an all time low. The Hut is situated at the north end of Lake St.Clair and was much to our liking. It consists of two large rooms each with a fireplace and beds for eight. 
-(To be continued.) 
  
 +On Saturday morning we sallied forth with great ideas about climbing Mt. Ossa. We reached Pelion Gap where the track to Ossa is located, our enthusiasm slightly dampened by steep grades on parts of the track from Pelion Hut, and leaving our packs at the main track set off towards Ossa. On the side of Ossa itself, Smithy and I began to complain bitterly of mountains and the mental condition of those people Who climb mountains. Hans looked at us with amazement, and informed us Ossa is a "pimple" furthermore, he had climbed the MATTERHORN. With this information on hand we shut up and continued climbing.
 +
 +We arrived at Ducane Hut late in the afternoon and decided to examine the Visitor's Book while daylight prevailed. This book had the first entry I had seen so far, a party had placed an entry in 1956. Hans had been sufficiently unwary to display his artistic ability, and thereby found himself with the job of sketching our respective Club badges into the books. But I noticed that these great flashes of inspiration grew smaller day by day.
 +
 +Wood was our major problem at Ducane. There was plenty of it handy, all very big, all very wet and the axe from the hut had seen far better days. This time we were saved by Smithy who let slip that he used to go logging down the Abercrombie years ago. In the twinkle Smithy found himself with an axe in his hand and, kicking himself mentally, he went off to do the honours.
 +
 +There is an entry in the Visitor's Book stating (very proudly) that 29 Boy Scouts camped in the hut on the way through. That really makes sardines look sick because the hut is only made to accommodate eight. Hans and I would sign the books and follow up with our respective Club names, but Smithy reckoned he wasn't going to take a backseat just because he wasn't in a club so he signed in as a "Freelance Adventurer" 
 +
 +The possums gave us a really good going over that night. They romped with gay abandon all over the wooden shingle roof. One adventurous soul climbed in the chimney and gave us whack inside. Due to our friends and a sleepless night we had a late start on Sunday, leaving Ducane at 11 a m. We proceeded towards Windy Ridge Hut, but spent sometime on a side track to see the Dalton and Ferguson waterfalls. These we agreed were of interest, but nothing out of the box. After lunching at Windy Ridge we pressed on to Pine Valley. 
 +
 +Snakes were very prevalent in this area; we saw several but they proved reluctant to pose for the cameras and suddenly it dawned on me why the boys let me walk in front all the time. I almost trod on a tiger snake and dug my heels in hard. Hans banged into my pack with his head and bounced right back, and the result was a string of adjectives in four languages. Very colourful indeed.
 +
 +At the bottom of Pine Valley there are two tracks to the hut, one through the forest and one over the plains which extend right up to the hut, a little over a mile distant. We took the track over the plains right smack into the best mudpie that side of the Black Stump. Well bedecked with mud and feeling very upset we ended up at Pine Valley Hut to find it occupied by four Tasmanians. This party had been two days ahead of us but had spent the intervening time climbing the mountains in the area of Pine Valley. When we found out that they all worked at a chocolate factory we enquired if there was indeed a full glass and a half of rich full cream milk in each block. They guaranteed that there was, but would not indicate the size of the glass.
 +
 +The Tasmanians pushed on to Narcissus Hut early next morning. We climbed the Ducane Range which rises close to the Pine Valley Hut. From the top we had a wonderful view of Pine Valley below us, mountains ranging on both sides and Lake St. Clair in the background like a silver blue gem set in blue and green velvet mountains. On the other side of the range lay a series of small lakes and tarns amid the greatest jumble of basalt I've ever seen. This area is known as the Labyrinth. We thoroughly enjoyed the view from here, which we consider is much better than from Mt. Ossa. Going back down the range to the hut the track lost us, and we found out something about Tassie scrub. It's no joke to become mislocated even for an hour or two down there. 
 +
 +After lunching at the hut we trudged once again through our mud pie. The boys insisted that the view would be better from the plains. I pointed out that the view wasn't worth tuppence with one's face in the mud. The previous three days had been fine, the track had been drying nicely (except in the button grass), but halfway to Narcissus Hut a thunderstorm dropped by for a social call. The track turned to mire under the deluge of rain and we seemed to slip every few feet. We arrived at Narcissus Hut liberally caked with mud once more. Both our morale and our opinion of Tasmania were at an all time low. The Hut is situated at the north end of Lake St.Clair and was much to our liking. It consists of two large rooms each with a fireplace and beds for eight.
 +
 +(To be continued.)
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