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 === Don't Miss This!! === === Don't Miss This!! ===
  
-Colin Putt, leader of the 1961 New Zealand Apine Club Expedition to New Guinea, will describe the party's adventures. In the words of the official report "The Expedition visited the Carstensz Mountains of Netherlands New Guinea (highest peak 16500 ft) in June and July 1961 with the objects of climbing the major peaks of this range and carrying out scientific work. Because of an acute shortage of suitable aircraft in the country at the time, the planned airdrop of food and equipment were not made, but the expedition, using native food and minimum equipment, covered a walking distance of approximately 200 miles through little known country, established a feasible route to and up the North wall of the range, climbed two minor peaks, carried out botanical, meteorological and topographic work, and made geological discoveries of theoretical and practical importance.+Colin Putt, leader of the 1961 New Zealand Alpine Club Expedition to New Guinea, will describe the party's adventures. In the words of the official report "The Expedition visited the Carstensz Mountains of Netherlands New Guinea (highest peak 16500 ft) in June and July 1961 with the objects of climbing the major peaks of this range and carrying out scientific work. Because of an acute shortage of suitable aircraft in the country at the time, the planned airdrop of food and equipment were not made, but the expedition, using native food and minimum equipment, covered a walking distance of approximately 200 miles through little known country, established a feasible route to and up the North wall of the range, climbed two minor peaks, carried out botanical, meteorological and topographic work, and made geological discoveries of theoretical and practical importance.
  
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 The years went by. Shacks cropped up here and there,\\ The years went by. Shacks cropped up here and there,\\
 a road was made, and people from the town\\ a road was made, and people from the town\\
-began to drive - magnificent advtnture! -\\+began to drive - magnificent adventure! -\\
 down to the virgin beach. The pine tree grew,\\ down to the virgin beach. The pine tree grew,\\
 stretched out its arms above the settler's roof\\ stretched out its arms above the settler's roof\\
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 and barren earth appeared. Truck rattled in\\ and barren earth appeared. Truck rattled in\\
 and dumped their loads of rubbish, to reclaim\\ and dumped their loads of rubbish, to reclaim\\
-the sunken shbre, and noisome odours soured\\+the sunken shore, and noisome odours soured\\
 air once as fresh and salty as the sea. air once as fresh and salty as the sea.
  
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 the settlers died long since, the slab hut fell\\ the settlers died long since, the slab hut fell\\
 in melancholy ruin and was burnt:\\ in melancholy ruin and was burnt:\\
-parts non-codbustible were hauled away\\+parts non-combustible were hauled away\\
 to help fill-in the future promenade. to help fill-in the future promenade.
  
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 There being no social activities since the last meeting there was no Social Report, but a report was received that Pam Baker was going to teach at Cooma and would have to resign in consequence. The President thanked Pam for the very good work she had done in organising some wonderful social activities. There being no social activities since the last meeting there was no Social Report, but a report was received that Pam Baker was going to teach at Cooma and would have to resign in consequence. The President thanked Pam for the very good work she had done in organising some wonderful social activities.
  
-Next we spent some time in the selection of a reunion camp site. Eric Adcock told us that Herman Kanters had invited us to use his 30 acre property next to the Ourimbah State Forest. It was 75 miles away by car and had a good camping area and plenty of firewood, but no swimming. It was decided, however, to go to the nearer place we all knew - Woods Creek. Choosing an alternate camp site (in case of floods) was not so easy. Burning Palms, Era aud Euroka were nominated, and Euroka chosen. Thereupon Ron Knightly, foreseeing that if the Nepean were flooded, so would be Glenbrook Creek, nominated a tertiary camp site, and for this purpose, Burning Palms was chosen.+Next we spent some time in the selection of a reunion camp site. Eric Adcock told us that Herman Kanters had invited us to use his 30 acre property next to the Ourimbah State Forest. It was 75 miles away by car and had a good camping area and plenty of firewood, but no swimming. It was decided, however, to go to the nearer place we all knew - Woods Creek. Choosing an alternate camp site (in case of floods) was not so easy. Burning Palms, Era and Euroka were nominated, and Euroka chosen. Thereupon Ron Knightly, foreseeing that if the Nepean were flooded, so would be Glenbrook Creek, nominated a tertiary camp site, and for this purpose, Burning Palms was chosen.
  
 On a motion from Greg Grennan it was decided to ask Committee in consultation with the Magazine Business Manager, to consider the purchase of a new duplicating machine. With very little dissent it was decided to entrust Committee with the task, it being pointed out that we already had a donation of £50 for such a purpose and that a good machine was more useful than money in the bank. On a motion from Greg Grennan it was decided to ask Committee in consultation with the Magazine Business Manager, to consider the purchase of a new duplicating machine. With very little dissent it was decided to entrust Committee with the task, it being pointed out that we already had a donation of £50 for such a purpose and that a good machine was more useful than money in the bank.
  
-In general business Frank Ashdown moved that the magazine be published every second month. His reason was that much of the space was being filled with material from old magazines. This material could be seen by members who looked up old magazines for themselves. Perhaps a smaller magazine would suffice. What did the editor think? The editor hadn't thought, and was somewhat stunned by the proposal, but, as his faculties recovered, he expressed the opinion that Frank was a "prophet of doom". The reason that old articles were used was the lack of activities of members. As a result old articles were more entertaining. Jack Gentle said he found accounts of old trips very interesting and a help in planning of today's trips. It was up to present members to support the magazine. Wal Roots said that he could well remember that the magazine was going downhill fast in 1935. Wilf Hilder thought we were letting the editor down. He thought that monthly announcements and reports were a service to the Club. David Ingram pointed out that the magazine was one of our few activities that showed a profit. In reply to these remarks, Frank Ashdown said that we already had a collection of old mzazines that members could refer to, and a big notice board for monthly announcements etc. The active members came in and used these facilities. The magazine was a non-glorified notice board and a collection of remnants of old articles. If members were not enthusiastic enough to support the magazine we could print a news sheet. The motion was defeated. (see Editor's comments below).+In general business Frank Ashdown moved that the magazine be published every second month. His reason was that much of the space was being filled with material from old magazines. This material could be seen by members who looked up old magazines for themselves. Perhaps a smaller magazine would suffice. What did the editor think? The editor hadn't thought, and was somewhat stunned by the proposal, but, as his faculties recovered, he expressed the opinion that Frank was a "prophet of doom". The reason that old articles were used was the lack of activities of members. As a result old articles were more entertaining. Jack Gentle said he found accounts of old trips very interesting and a help in planning of today's trips. It was up to present members to support the magazine. Wal Roots said that he could well remember that the magazine was going downhill fast in 1935. Wilf Hilder thought we were letting the editor down. He thought that monthly announcements and reports were a service to the Club. David Ingram pointed out that the magazine was one of our few activities that showed a profit. In reply to these remarks, Frank Ashdown said that we already had a collection of old magazines that members could refer to, and a big notice board for monthly announcements etc. The active members came in and used these facilities. The magazine was a non-glorified notice board and a collection of remnants of old articles. If members were not enthusiastic enough to support the magazine we could print a news sheet. The motion was defeated. (see Editor's comments below).
  
-Wilf Hilder reported further water hazards at the beginning of the month. His walk to the Kowmung had been attended by 4 membefs and they had found the River dangerous to cross. Eileen Taylor's walk to Woolwash had been re-programmed. Jack Gentle's Heathcote-Waterfall walk had been attended by 8 members and they had enjoyed tea in the bush - a custom that could well be revived. The 10th Dec. was an active day, with 18 members and 20 children at the Kiddies Christmas Party organised by Clem Hallstrom, and 8 members and 1 prospective on Dick Child's Waterfall-Kangaroo Creek walk. Four parties had done portions of the Kowmung over the holidays and had been restricted by the high level of the river. The parties were led by Frank Leyden, Jack Wren, Colin Putt and Wllf Hilder.+Wilf Hilder reported further water hazards at the beginning of the month. His walk to the Kowmung had been attended by 4 members and they had found the River dangerous to cross. Eileen Taylor's walk to Woolwash had been re-programmed. Jack Gentle's Heathcote-Waterfall walk had been attended by 8 members and they had enjoyed tea in the bush - a custom that could well be revived. The 10th Dec. was an active day, with 18 members and 20 children at the Kiddies Christmas Party organised by Clem Hallstrom, and 8 members and 1 prospective on Dick Child's Waterfall-Kangaroo Creek walk. Four parties had done portions of the Kowmung over the holidays and had been restricted by the high level of the river. The parties were led by Frank Leyden, Jack Wren, Colin Putt and Wilf Hilder.
  
 Wilf then brought up the question of fire trails. He said that the present trails were just a beginning. A contract had been signed for a trail along the Gingera Range from Kanangra to Cedar Creek. The trail would run down the Kowmung to the Road at White Dog. There would also be a fire trail along to Cloudmaker to join the road up the Cox. Wilf moved that Federation be asked to protest to the Premier's Department. Frank Ashdown said that the Forestry Commission was responsible - many of its areas were devastated by fires. He didn't think the roads spoilt the country. Jack Wren thought we couldn't stop the roads, but that we could agitate that they be closed to the general public. Jim Brown referred to previous efforts to bring into being an effective fire fighting organisation. He thought we should first find out who was the body organising road construction. Gradients of 1 in 3 or 4 would make many roads inaccessible to ordinary motorists. The motion was then put and carried. Wilf then brought up the question of fire trails. He said that the present trails were just a beginning. A contract had been signed for a trail along the Gingera Range from Kanangra to Cedar Creek. The trail would run down the Kowmung to the Road at White Dog. There would also be a fire trail along to Cloudmaker to join the road up the Cox. Wilf moved that Federation be asked to protest to the Premier's Department. Frank Ashdown said that the Forestry Commission was responsible - many of its areas were devastated by fires. He didn't think the roads spoilt the country. Jack Wren thought we couldn't stop the roads, but that we could agitate that they be closed to the general public. Jim Brown referred to previous efforts to bring into being an effective fire fighting organisation. He thought we should first find out who was the body organising road construction. Gradients of 1 in 3 or 4 would make many roads inaccessible to ordinary motorists. The motion was then put and carried.
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 The President reminded us that election of club officers for the coming year would on be necessary. Anyone willing to stand who was unable to attend the annual general meeting could write to the Secretary to this effect. The President reminded us that election of club officers for the coming year would on be necessary. Anyone willing to stand who was unable to attend the annual general meeting could write to the Secretary to this effect.
  
-Wa1 Roots informed us that bonds had been purchased out of Era fund money, as instructed by a previous general mebting.+Wa1 Roots informed us that bonds had been purchased out of Era fund money, as instructed by a previous general meeting.
  
 After the election of Stuart Brooks, Ern French, Wilf Hilder, Eileen Taylor and Lola Wedlock as room stewards, the meeting, which had commenced late because of the previous committee meeting, closed at 10.20 p.m. After the election of Stuart Brooks, Ern French, Wilf Hilder, Eileen Taylor and Lola Wedlock as room stewards, the meeting, which had commenced late because of the previous committee meeting, closed at 10.20 p.m.
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-RECENT ARRIVALS+=== Recent Arrivals=== 
-On 31st January - a daughter to Grace and GeoffMgg. (This now mnkes one -  Of each) + 
-On 2nd February - a son to Margaret and Garth Coulter. (Oaso now one of each +On 31st January - a daughter to Grace and Geoff Wagg. (This now makes one of each) 
-Ina Neekes became Mrs. C. McPherson during January. + 
-HeleriBarrett-(embership Secretary) and George Gray (Treasurer)were married on 3rd February. The toasts, in true S.B.W. style, were short, vitt?and to the point (Paddy proposed the main toast). Overseas telegrams were received from the Rigby's (Canada) and from Bob Duncan (Boulder U.S.k.) There was the usual difficulty in recognising one's friend's clad in umccustomed finery. +On 2nd February - a son to Margaret and Garth Coulter. (also now one of each). 
-The 1962 Social Prormamme started well with Talks by Paul Driver ("Crverseas ) John Freeland ('Ants) and Mr. Casperson ( C.J. Dennis."+ 
-One of the most useful pieces of information from John Freeland was that bull-ants aren't likely to sting if you stand still and pretent to be a tree. This has been tried by a certain lady ;_).B.with complete success. Nevertheless +---- 
-we don't accept responsibility for other experimenters who may not be successful. + 
-......=..11. +Ina Weekes became Mrs. C. McPherson during January. 
-AlIGHT ASCENT OF LE MONT DU PONT UPPER RIDGE ROUTE+ 
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 +Helen Barrett (Membership Secretary) and George Gray (Treasurer) were married on 3rd February. The toasts, in true S.B.W. style, were short, witty and to the point (Paddy proposed the main toast). Overseas telegrams were received from the Rigby's (Canada) and from Bob Duncan (Boulder U.S.A.) There was the usual difficulty in recognising one's friend's clad in unaccustomed finery. 
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 +The 1962 Social Programme started well with Talks by Paul Driver ("Overseas")John Freeland ("Ants") and Mr. Casperson ("C.J. Dennis.") 
 + 
 +One of the most useful pieces of information from John Freeland was that bull-ants aren't likely to sting if you stand still and pretend to be a tree. This has been tried by a certain lady S.B.W. with complete success. Nevertheless we don't accept responsibility for other experimenters who may not be successful. 
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 +===== A Night Ascent Of Le Mont Du Pont Upper Ridge Route=====
    
 By The Brothers Boltschudt. By The Brothers Boltschudt.
-^ + 
-(Editor's Note: Most of our readers will have read of the Schfrid Brothers, Who climbed, amongst other things, the North Face of the Matterhorn. Recently we discovered a yellowing manuscript, its blue ink blackened with ageIt claims to be the writing of the Brothers Boltschudt, mho, we suPpose are famous European climbers, and it describes a perilous Alpine ascent. 'ghat a tale of Adventure! What a battle against insupperable odds!) +(Editor's Note: Most of our readers will have read of the Schmid Brothers, who climbed, amongst other things, the North Face of the Matterhorn. Recently we discovered a yellowing manuscript, its blue ink blackened with ageIt claims to be the writing of the Brothers Boltschudt, who, we suppose are famous European climbers, and it describes a perilous Alpine ascent. What a tale of Adventure! What a battle against insupperable odds!) 
-Foreward: The Mont du Pont is an eternally frozen mountain of black ice rising straight from sea level. There are two ridge routes - the upper and -6h-.e lover. In order to gain access to the upper route, two huge ovetheoging ice seracs must be by-passed. cciting verticalchimney climbs are possible between these above two routes. The lower regions between North and 'Jouth ends of the mountain are continually raked by fast-travelling-horizontal missiles in the Chute. These missiles are all lethal. Gendnrmes can present a serious problem to newcomers who approach it via the terraces. + 
-9. +__Foreward__: The Mont du Pont is an eternally frozen mountain of black ice rising straight from sea level. There are two ridge routes - the upper and the lower. In order to gain access to the upper route, two huge overhanging ice seracs must be by-passed. Exciting vertical chimney climbs are possible between these above two routes. The lower regions between North and South ends of the mountain are continually raked by fast-travelling horizontal missiles in the Chute. These missiles are all lethal. Gendarmes can present a serious problem to newcomers who approach it via the terraces. 
-chill wird blew as we The Brothers Boltschudt, clad in the guise of normal people, hurried along the route to the terrace. Here we found ample supplies of quick-setting concrete. Being of uncontaminated principles, we decided unanimously against the use of concrete steps as an artificial climbing aidour honour and.2ood name was at stakes Our plan was simple. + 
-Once on the terrace, we would hurry past the Southern Pillars and between volleys of fast-travelling horizontal missiles, we would leap up onto the ramp, pendulum above the overhang, and Luickly gain a safe height. +chill wind blew as we The Brothers Boltschudt, clad in the guise of normal people, hurried along the route to the terrace. Here we found ample supplies of quick-setting concrete. Being of uncontaminated principles, we decided unanimously against the use of concrete steps as an artificial climbing aidour honour and good name was at stake! Our plan was simple. Once on the terrace, we would hurry past the Southern Pillars and between volleys of fast-travelling horizontal missiles, we would leap up onto the ramp, pendulum above the overhang, and quickly gain a safe height. 
-This movement went off without a hitch. Although at any moment we expected to face the unpleasant situation of negotiating a gendarme or an alternative swift retreat. This latter obstacle was our main 'contern. Its appearance would meanabandoning the Summit Attempt. Self preservation was top priority - as on all importrint expeditionsOn Vic ramp our movements becr,me sure and steddy one false step meant death or worse. There could not - there would + 
-not be a second attempt: +This movement went off without a hitch. Although at any moment we expected to face the unpleasant situation of negotiating a gendarme or an alternative swift retreat. This latter obstacle was our main concern. Its appearance would mean abandoning the Summit Attempt. Self preservation was top priority - as on all important expeditionsOn the ramp our movements became sure and steady - one false step meant death or worse. There could not - there would not be a second attempt! 
-qe did a delicate traverse to the other side of the ramp and commenced the vertical ascent to the 'flat-iron'. We had gained the top of the ridge. Here, the cold was unbearable. Our ice-picks were useless on this wicked-looking ite.CarefUlly we picked our way along the ridge - one fr-llse step mould plunge us to the watery deptha below. At last we stood on the top of the upper ridge. Success was almost ours al that remained was the overhanging pinnacle. + 
-I gazed down at my frozen fingers. Was it worth the sacrifice of theseI gritted my teeth, mortally fighting the cold. With a swift decisive movement +We did a delicate traverse to the other side of the ramp and commenced the vertical ascent to the 'flat-iron'. We had gained the top of the ridge. Here, the cold was unbearable. Our ice-picks were useless on this wicked-looking iceCarefully we picked our way along the ridge - one false step would plunge us to the watery depths below. At last we stood on the top of the upper ridge. Success was almost ours! All that remained was the overhanging pinnacle. 
-I swallowed another P.K. and advanced. Ny companion anxiously matched as I made my may ever the overhang. One finger, then two slowly made a grip on the needle- + 
-like holds. Then a slipMomentarily I dangled over space, but the jolt caught my trusty pair of "Police 8cFiremansm and on the rebound I was catapulted to +I gazed down at my frozen fingers. Was it worth the sacrifice of theseI gritted my teeth, mortally fighting the cold. With a swift decisive movement I swallowed another P.K. and advanced. My companion anxiously watched as I made my may over the overhang. One finger, then two slowly made a grip on the needle-like holds. Then a slipMomentarily I dangled over space, but the jolt caught my trusty pair of "Police & Firemans" and on the rebound I was catapulted to the top of the pinnacle. The traditional summit photograph was taken and my cup of joy flowed over as I gazed down upon the lights of the little village far below. 
-the top of the pinnacle. The traditional summit photograph -Jas taken and my cup + 
-of joy flowed over as I gazed down upon the lights of the little village far +We were not to be daunted by the terms  "extremists" or "miserable gymnasts" - our thoughts turned then to men like Harrer, Aufschnaiter. They, too had known similar moments. Suddenly my mind cleared as I gazed with pity at my dear companion. My own hands were living once more, but he was deliriously beating his fingers endeavouring to restore circulation. We had to get down immediately so I forcefully persuaded my companion to begin the descent. 
-below. + 
-4e were not to be daunted by the terms  axtremists" or "miserble gymnasts" +The ramp was attempted in a startling glissade - again our ice picks were of no avail. Near the bottom of the ramp I gazed upwards at one of the vertical pillars of the ridge. Exhilarated, I shot upwards hand over hand - only for practice. My companion stood on the terrace, obviously mentally and physically unbalanced. I retraced by steps - comradeship before solo climbs.... Swinging on the icicles of the overhang on the return I caught my trousers. As I pendulumed upside down suspended by my F.J.'s, I experienced a nasty sensation. 
-- our thoughts turned then to men like Harrer, Aufschnaiter. They, too had known similar moments. suddenly my mind cleared as I gazed with pity at Illy dear companion. 1,1y own hands were living once more, but he was deliriously beating his fingers endeavouring to restore circulation. We had to get down immediately so I forcefully persuaded my companion to begin the descent. + 
-The ramp was attempted -in a startling glissade - again our ice picks were of no avail. Near the bottom of-thc ramp I gazed upwards at one of the verticbl pillars of the ridge.Exhilarated, I shot upwrTirds he nd over hand - only for practice. My compa:nion stood on the terrace, obviusly-mentally and physically unbalanced. I retraced by steps --comradeship before sate climbs  Swinging on the icicles of the overhang on the return I caught my trousers. As I pendulumed upside dawn suspended by my F.J.'s, I experienced a nasty sensation. +A movement out of the corner of my eye gave me the impression I was swinging straight across to a gendarme. It as only our third valiant member who was holding the precious contents of the rucksacks against gale-face updrafts. "Ah cruel vision, how deceptive thou art in the cloak of night". 
-10. + 
-A movement out of the corner of my eye gave me thu impression I was swinging straight across to a gendarme. It as only our third -riliant member who was holding the precious contents of the rucksacks against gale-face updrafts. "cruel vision, how deceptive thou art in the cloak of night"+A quick retreat across the Chute and I had joined my companions. An hour later we were sipping brew in a little known cafe. Intoxicated with success we fixed our steely gaze on the proprietor and thawed our frozen hands on the steaming jugs as we sang "The Mountaineering Song"
-A quick retreat across the Chute and I had joined by companions. An hour later we were sipping brew in a little known cafe. Intoxicated with success've fixed our steely gaze on the proprietor and thawed our frozen hands on the steaming jugs as we sang "The Mountaineering + 
-LINK WITH THE APPALACHIAN MOUNTAIN CLUB +---- 
-"Mouldy" Harrison has recently heard from Betty Pryde;, daughter of the late Charles Pryde and well known to many members. + 
-We belong to the Appalachian Mountain Club, which has head uarters in Boston, but confine our activities to the local chapter in Worcester. It is an extremely active club, although in Worcester we have a goodly nuMber of Old and Bold" Who rather prefer to sit around and eat and reminisce over past excursions than actually get out to climb mountains. We have the wonderfulNitite Mountains, and the Green Mountains, and also the lovely Berkshire Hills within a few hours drive so can have all the rough stuff we wart, as well as the more leisurely trips. The club operates a series of huts, all through the mountains. Some of them are very fancy with hut boys doing fabulous things with cooking, and others are mere lean-to's where one takes coe's own provisions and the lean-to's are merely shelters. But in our mountains they are more or less a necessity as we can have some extremes of weather very suddenly. I don't know if you are familiar with New England, but we think it is the loveliest area of the Of course, the winters are very long and cold, but they are just what the skiers want, and so there are innumerable ski resorts and runs within easy access of everyone. I tried my hand at the skiing, but concluded I had started much too late, and last Christmas I gave my skiis and poles away to a young girl who was longing to learn and hadn'theequipment. Dick used to be an excellent shier - was in an Olympic Team - and he is always being asked-t-belp get the children started on the right track, after they received skiis from Santa Claus, and we have had some hilarious excursion S out on small hills with "la% Heywood" showing about 14 giggling children how to snow-plow. Mrs Heywood goes along-lo,ided dowti wit cookies and hot cocoa and a good time is had by all. The city of '76rceste'is-'11Lot too exciting but lire have the wonderful advantage of having some lovely countryside round our"edtes, and within 10 minutes drive fro ourhouse we can be out in beautiful pine woods which seem as remote as the northern 1aka6 in Maine.We spend almost 'every waking minUte outdoors in spring, summer and falland hibernate in the winter. We keep the car loaded with picnic equipment, stove, folding chairs, folding tables, eating equipment, etc. and every day finds us out on an expedition, even if it is just for'an hour or two. All I have to do is throw in the food and 'tie can get off. The country side is lovely and it takes the sting off the long winters."+===== Link With The Appalachian Mountain Club. ====== 
 + 
 +"Mouldy" Harrison has recently heard from Betty Pryde, daughter of the late Charles Pryde and well known to many members. 
 + 
 +"We belong to the Appalachian Mountain Club, which has headquarters in Boston, but confine our activities to the local chapter in Worcester. It is an extremely active club, although in Worcester we have a goodly number of "Old and Bold" who rather prefer to sit around and eat and reminisce over past excursions than actually get out to climb mountains. We have the wonderful White Mountains, and the Green Mountains, and also the lovely Berkshire Hills within a few hours drive so can have all the rough stuff we want, as well as the more leisurely trips. The club operates a series of huts, all through the mountains. Some of them are very fancy with hut boys doing fabulous things with cooking, and others are mere lean-to's where one takes one's own provisions and the lean-to's are merely shelters. But in our mountains they are more or less a necessity as we can have some extremes of weather very suddenly. I don't know if you are familiar with New England, but we think it is the loveliest area of the U.S.A. Of course, the winters are very long and cold, but they are just what the skiers want, and so there are innumerable ski resorts and runs within easy access of everyone. I tried my hand at the skiing, but concluded I had started much too late, and last Christmas I gave my skiis and poles away to a young girl who was longing to learn and hadn'the equipment. Dick used to be an excellent skier - was in an Olympic Team - and he is always being asked to help get the children started on the right track, after they received skiis from Santa Claus, and we have had some hilarious excursions out on small hills with "Mr. Heywood" showing about 14 giggling children how to snow-plow. Mrs Heywood goes along loaded down with cookies and hot cocoa and a good time is had by all. The city of Worcester is not too exciting but we have the wonderful advantage of having some lovely countryside round our edges, and within 10 minutes drive from our house we can be out in beautiful pine woods which seem as remote as the northern 1akes in Maine. We spend almost every waking minute outdoors in spring, summer and falland hibernate in the winter. We keep the car loaded with picnic equipment, stove, folding chairs, folding tables, eating equipment, etc. and every day finds us out on an expedition, even if it is just for an hour or two. All I have to do is throw in the food and we can get off. The country side is lovely and it takes the sting off the long winters." 
 Betty's address is - 30 Saxon Road, Worcester 2, Massachusetts. U.S.A. Betty's address is - 30 Saxon Road, Worcester 2, Massachusetts. U.S.A.
-U. + 
-TRIBUTE TO "DORTIO:E"+---- 
 + 
 +===== Tribute To "Dormie". ===== 
 (Contributed) (Contributed)
-With the sudden death of Allan Hardie on 10th January 1962, the Club lost one of its most colourful members. He had a mind of his own and usually spoke it. His affectionate nickmmeTormiet, referred to the numerous miscellaneous items he was wont to carry in his pack until it resembled a construction kit of Dorman Long and Co. Ltd, the builders of the bydney Harbour bridge. He was Treasurer Of the Club for a number of years and kept our accounts in meticulous order and our expenditure within bounds. + 
-At the memorial service conducted at St. Stephen's Church, Maccuarie St.,the officiating clergyman paid tribute to his membership of bt. Stephen's Choir, the Armed Forces between 1939-1945 and subsecuently, with the Ater Board R.S.L., and his work for the bushwalidng movment. The service concluded with a moving Scottish lament played, in the absence of a set of bagpipes, on the organ. +With the sudden death of Allan Hardie on 10th January 1962, the Club lost one of its most colourful members. He had a mind of his own and usually spoke it. His affectionate nickname'Dormie', referred to the numerous miscellaneous items he was wont to carry in his pack until it resembled a construction kit of Dorman Long and Co. Ltd, the builders of the Sydney Harbour bridge. He was Treasurer of the Club for a number of years and kept our accounts in meticulous order and our expenditure within bounds. 
-" Taro" + 
-"I like Allan" said Taro, after their first meeting tens of years ago, and not since then has that liking lessened. The 'Dormief title was still to come. Like Laz. Pura he was the solitary type - I too have a leaning that way - +At the memorial service conducted at St. Stephen's Church, Macquarie St., the officiating clergyman paid tribute to his membership of St. Stephen's Choir, the Armed Forces between 1939-1945 and subsequently, with the Water Board R.S.L., and his work for the bushwalking movement. The service concluded with a moving Scottish lament played, in the absence of a set of bagpipes, on the organ. 
-we got on very well. + 
-His conversation - never frivolous - embraced a wide range of topics; he +---- 
-certainly read other stuff than newsprint. His travel talk, with me, was always +"Taro" 
-entertaining, more so than in the club shows, and in all the years we mixed, I + 
-cannot recall one word Of malice or personal criticism. He always seemed to have something more interesting to say, and never, or never, a muddy joke. +"I like Allan" said Taro, after their first meeting tens of years ago, and not since then has that liking lessened. The 'Dormie' title was still to come. Like Laz. Pura he was the solitary type - I too have a leaning that way - we got on very well. 
-One incident gives a very clear picture of the real Dormie, that not-too many know.. Often, with a few days in prospect he mould carry his pack to the + 
-office, and go from there to the train. A few nonwalking nuts on the staff, +His conversation - never frivolous - embraced a wide range of topics; he certainly read other stuff than newsprint. His travel talk, with me, was always entertaining, more so than in the club shows, and in all the years we mixed, I cannot recall one word of malice or personal criticism. He always seemed to have something more interesting to say, and never, or never, a muddy joke. 
-slipped into his pack some pounds of lead paper weights and how they watched the tug it took to lift the packHowever, Damie battled on to the train and with plenty time in hand, decided to see why the pack seemed overweight. He found the lead - and even a grin , rind did he toss it out of tile wind-w? NO, + 
-his inborn scottish integrity forbade such a deed. He got off at Berry and +One incident gives a very clear picture of the real Dormie, that not too many know. Often, with a few days in prospect he should carry his pack to the office, and go from there to the train. A few non-walking nuts on the staff, slipped into his pack some pounds of lead paper weights and how they watched the tug it took to lift the packHowever, Dormie battled on to the train and with plenty time in hand, decided to see why the pack seemed overweight. He found the lead - and even a grin, and did he toss it out of the window? NO, his inborn scottish integrity forbade such a deed. He got off at Berry and first job was to mail it back to the rightful owners - the M.WSBoard. Dormie was ever a man of valour and acquainted with loads. 
-first job was to mil it back to the rightful owners - the 1)1.,:8c,SBoard. Dormie was ever -a man of valour and acquainted with loads. + 
-Anyone wanting a good word picture of him should read the yarn below, from our magazine of 1.10.32; an account of some trouble on the Grose. And trouble it was for Dormie, but obsrve the nice Shapely style of writing; the easy philosophy is something to remember. +Anyone wanting a good word picture of him should read the yarn below, from our magazine of 1.10.32; an account of some trouble on the Grose. And trouble it was for Dormie, but observe the nice shapely style of writing; the easy philosophy is something to remember. 
-nd how many know he played the leading part in the creation of'the Coronation Vista. On the Pacific Highway, many weeks went into the collection of signatures which had Such a happy and enduring result. Let all who pull in for this truly grand view, remember our own Dormie was responsible for it. + 
-Yes, I shall miss Darmie+And how many know he played the leading part in the creation of the Coronation Vista. On the Pacific Highway, many weeks went into the collection of signatures which had such a happy and enduring result. Let all who pull in for this truly grand view, remember our own Dormie was responsible for it. 
-12. + 
-MIDWINTER NIGHT WITH VET PACK,  by "DORMAN LONG". +Yes, I shall miss Dormie
-%hen Robert Louis Stevenson set about the composition of his essay on + 
-"A Night among the Pines", it was with purposes far different from those I have in mind now when I begin to describe the recent misadventure which befell me. +---- 
-Whereas that master of English fiction wished to imbue his readers with some of the glamour of romance attending a warm night spent beneath murmuring pine-trees, I hope, on the other hand, with all the altruistic fervour of which I am capable, to warn fellow walking-enthusiasts, lest they should, consciously or unconsciously, Imitate my dreadful example. + 
-It all happened on "Peter" Page's official trip last Bank Holiday weekend, +===== Midwinter Night With Wet Pack. ===== 
-from Hartley Vale along the Grose River to Blackheath (intended, but Mount + 
-Victoria, actually). And here I take the opportuniV of condemning the selection of the upper reaches of the Grose River for a pleasure-trip. If you are of so acetic a type of mind as to think:that your daily peccadilloes demmd some +by "Dorman Long". 
-occasional, self-inflicted, personal chastisement, - if, that is to say, you wish + 
-to do yourself a "gross" injustice, - then you will tackle the Portion of the Grose River we traversed in the right spirit. But for recreation it should certainly be tabooed from the programme of every self-respecting bush-walker. +When Robert Louis Stevenson set about the composition of his essay on "A Night among the Pines", it was with purposes far different from those I have in mind now when I begin to describe the recent misadventure which befell me. Whereas that master of English fiction wished to imbue his readers with some of the glamour of romance attending a warm night spent beneath murmuring pine-trees, I hope, on the other hand, with all the altruistic fervour of which I am capable, to warn fellow walking-enthusiasts, lest they should, consciously or unconsciously, imitate my dreadful example. 
-There were three of us in oUr party, a young man whom Iknew by the nickname of "Davey" being the third member. %hen we startodout bn the Sunda;,morning, having cdmped the night near Mrtley.Vale "Station, our grentest 'trouble was in keeping to the track. No doubt, in the early-days-of'the Cblopy,'before the railway Tine over the Blue Nbuntr'dns ims laid, a regular traCk enabled setters to couple Eat with Weet. But sine that time it has become overgrown with + 
-lawyer vinesbrambles., and creepers ofall descriptions. Had porothy_Lawry. and some of the other naturalists of the Club beeri with us, they would have been able to tell us the correct, botanicalnames; but, as it was,we found our vocabulary +It all happened on "Peter" Page's official trip last Bank Holiday weekend, from Hartley Vale along the Grose River to Blackheath (intended, but Mount Victoria, actually). And here I take the opportuniV of condemning the selection of the upper reaches of the Grose River for a pleasure-trip. If you are of so acetic a type of mind as to think that your daily peccadilloes demand some occasional, self-inflicted, personal chastisement, - if, that is to say, you wish to do yourself a "gross" injustice, - then you will tackle the portion of the Grose River we traversed in the right spirit. But for recreation it should certainly be tabooed from the programme of every self-respecting bush-walker. 
-large enough todescribe them the while they tore us to pieces. I differed from my dOmpanions in attitude :toward these monarchs of the wilds; they donned + 
-every Stitch of Clothing they had, in order to protect their flesh; I,on the contrary, With the blood of Scottish ancestry flowing through my'din,s,, went with limbs bare, and preferred the :via crucis (the way of physidaI pain) to theexpense of neW'clothes afterwards Somehow or other.I for a while got ahead of myHtwo  mates, and, becoming tired of the ceaseless massacre, decided to try my luck on the river itself. Here we assembled, and prepared.'for lunch at three o'clock. +There were three of us in our party, a young man whom I knew by the nickname of "Davey" being the third member. When we started out on the Sunday morning, having camped the night near Hartley Vale Station, our greatest trouble was in keeping to the track. No doubt, in the early days of the Colony, before the railway line over the Blue Mountains was laid, a regular track enabled setters to couple East with West. But since that time it has become overgrown with lawyer vinesbrambles, and creepers of all descriptions. Had Dorothy Lawry and some of the other naturalists of the Club been with us, they would have been able to tell us the correct, botanical names; but, as it was, we found our vocabulary large enough to describe them the while they tore us to pieces. I differed from my companions in my attitude toward these monarchs of the wilds; they donned every stitch of clothing they had, in order to protect their flesh; I, on the contrary, with the blood of Scottish ancestry flowing through my veins, went with limbs bare, and preferred the via crucis (the way of physical pain) to the expense of new clothes afterwardsSomehow or other I for a while got ahead of my two mates, and, becoming tired of the ceaseless massacre, decided to try my luck on the river itself. Here we assembled, and prepared for lunch at three o'clock. 
-icureanism was the primary cause of my sUbSequent mishap.. 11:9-licing for fried sausages and onions for dinner is notorious amongst Club members. But never again. While I was engrossed in the task of imparting E.1 uniform bromness to the sausage skins, and an even degree of softness to the onions, "Peter" remarked that we had only about an hour and a half of sunlight left before dark, but I was too busy with my gustatory images to take much notice of the time. So perfect was my cooking that I felt like Dives, with my two friends each a Lazarus,sniffing at my sumptuous table. Then, when I was engaged in the m'ocess of -  ' consumption, the leader declared that "Davey" and he would mave on, stating that he intended to camp at the junction with Creek MountVictoria, and asking me to follow on within ten minutes. I replied that I would finishthe day's journey (wan. if I had to use my torch or lamp. Little did I dream that the river, to which I had turned for salvation from the thorns vas going to turn out so treacherous! + 
-13. +Epicureanism was the primary cause of my subsequent mishap. My Liking for fried sausages and onions for dinner is notorious amongst Club members. But never again. While I was engrossed in the task of imparting uniform browness to the sausage skins, and an even degree of softness to the onions, "Peter" remarked that we had only about an hour and a half of sunlight left before dark, but I was too busy with my gustatory images to take much notice of the time. So perfect was my cooking that I felt like Dives, with my two friends each a Lazarus, sniffing at my sumptuous table. Then, when I was engaged in the process of consumption, the leader declared that "Davey" and he would move on, stating that he intended to camp at the junction with Creek Mount Victoria, and asking me to follow on within ten minutes. I replied that I would finish the day's journey even if I had to use my torch or lamp. Little did I dream that the river, to which I had turned for salvation from the thorns, was going to turn out so treacherous! 
-It must have been half an hour, after the conversation last referred to, before 1' had everything packed, and was ready to start again. This tithe I made it my policy to keep to the river, sometimes bopping from rock to rock, an&at others wading through the water, With my boots and socks on. my feet were certainly chilled, but I took comfort from the thought that I had a dry pair of socks in my pack,and that a comfortable night's sleep would be assured me. For a while I made great progress, and became hopefull of soon regaining my comrades; but all of a sudden the river changed its tactics. Gigantic boulders began to confront me. To climb up one was only to find as steep a drop on the other side. Moreover, the fastly vanishing daylight brought "Peter's" warning anew to my ears. at length I cameacross a very narrow defile, to get through which with my patk on my back would be impossible. ccordingly took it off, lifted it up on to the rock in front of me, and then turned aside to examine the next corner for + 
-likely footholds.No sooner hod I begun my investirti6n than I henrd a dull, scraping sound, followed by a resounding eplrish',. add, on looking up, my pack had disaPpeared from view. It had fall6n ifito the river': Desperately I mounted a rock, from which I located the pack, floating in'a-rectangulnr basin of water, surrounded on all sides by precipitous crags. To reOover it was going to'present a problem. +.nd yet I could not bear to sacrifice it because many IDays would have to come and go before I replaced the lost ecuipment. Besides, abandonment would mean the frustration of all "Paddy" Pallinis efforts toconvert a prototype into an up-to-date model; and, like some Gothic cathedral, that rucksack was still in a stage Of transition. Aocordingly I made my way to that corner of the basin nearest my pack. Readers can quite well imagine my anxiety, as I slid over the rock and held on to the top ledge, lest I should fall into the water and-wet the sparseclothing left dry on me. That morning "Pete/0' had assessed the weight of +It must have been half an hour, after the conversation last referred to, before had everything packed, and was ready to start again. This time I made it my policy to keep to the river, sometimes hopping from rock to rock, and at others wading through the water, with my boots and socks on. My feet were certainly chilled, but I took comfort from the thought that I had a dry pair of socks in my pack, and that a comfortable night's sleep would be assured me. For a while I made great progress, and became hopefull of soon regaining my comrades; but all of a sudden the river changed its tactics. Gigantic boulders began to confront me. To climb up one was only to find as steep a drop on the other side. Moreover, the fastly vanishing daylight brought "Peter's" warning anew to my ears. At length I came across a very narrow defile, to get through which with my pack on my back would be impossible. Accordingly took it off, lifted it up on to the rock in front of me, and then turned aside to examine the next corner for likely footholds. No sooner had I begun my investigation than I heard a dull, scraping sound, followed by a resounding splash; and, on looking up, my pack had disappeared from view. It had fallen into the riverDesperately I mounted a rock, from which I located the pack, floating in a rectangular basin of water, surrounded on all sides by precipitous crags. To recover it was going to present a problem. And yet I could not bear to sacrifice it because many pays would have to come and go before I replaced the lost equipment. Besides, abandonment would mean the frustration of all "Paddy" Pallin'efforts to convert a prototype into an up-to-date model; and, like some Gothic cathedral, that rucksack was still in a stage of transition. Accordingly I made my way to that corner of the basin nearest my pack. Readers can quite well imagine my anxiety, as I slid over the rock and held on to the top ledge, lest I should fall into the water and wet the sparse clothing left dry on me. That morning "Peter" had assessed the weight of of my pack at forty-six pounds. I shall leave to physicists the estimation of what it weighed after immersion. As it was, I had gradually to drag it up the steep incline; and, while in the act, my memory was serving up to me an anecdote my mother told me before I left home the previous day, about a young man who died in a fortnight through spraining the muscles of his heart during a camping trip. At last the pack was on the top ledge, when it was safely restored to my back. But now I felt as though I were a miniature Atlas, with the world suddenly hoisted on to my shoulders. In the last, remaining vestiges of twilight, I tried to continue my journey. 
-If my pack at forty-six pounds. I shall leave to physicists the estimation of what it weighed after immersion. 11S it was, Iliad gradUally to drag it up the steep incline; and, while in the act, my memory was serving up to me an anecdote my mother told me before I left home the previous day, e-tout a young man who died in a fortnightthrough spraining the muscles of his heart during a camping trip. At last the pack was on the top ledge, when it was safely restored to py back. But now I felt as though I were a miniature Atlas, with the world suddenly hoisted on to my shoulders. In the last, remaining vestiges of twilight, I tried to continue r,:ly journey. + 
-"Troubles come not singly, but in shoals", Shakespeare once made one of his +"Troubles come not singly, but in shoals", Shakespeare once made one of his characters say. So I found in my case. The tremendous burden of my rucksack was rendering further walking an arduous ordeal. In fact, so uncertain was my balance that I was groping and crawling more than walking. As for climbing, that required a sustained, Herculean effort, and I was becoming more and more fatigued. To make matters worse, a thunder-storm came over, and I was forced to take refuge from the heavy rain beneath my waterproof sheeting, while I planned what I had best to do under the circumstances. Of course, it was not pitch-dark. There was but one course open to me, if I wished to avoid contracting a severe chill, and that was to keep on moving till I reached the others' camp, even though it took me all night. But when I found my torch, the feebleness of the light it gave reminded me that I had not renewed the battery. So I looked for matches, in order to light my small hurricane-lamp, but water had even penetrated the tin in which I kept them, and they were ruined. The rain having ceased, I proceeded; but, while the torch-light illumined my immediate footsteps, I could not tell where my more remote ones would lead me. Once, when I was about to step forth into an abyss, I realised the danger I was in. While I was thus on the verge of despair, I noticed a gleam ahead of me, as of a dying camp-fire. At first I thought it a mere hallucination, a chimera of my distorted fancy. But as I approached nearer, those glowing embers became realities to me: they were so wonderfully protected from the rain, too, being in a small cave, with a substantial heap of dry firewood neatly piled alongside. Needless to say, I decided to spend the night here. 
- characters say. So I found in my case. The tremendous burden of my rucksack was rendering further walking an arduous ordeal. In fact,so uncertain was my balance that I was groping and crawling more than walldng. As for climbing, that required a sustained, Herculean effort, and I was becoming more and more fatigued. To make matters w6rse, a thunder-storm came over, -And I was forced to take refuge from the heavy rain beneath my waterproof sheeting, while I planned what I had + 
-best to do under the circumstances. Of course, it wa not pitch-dark. There was but one course open to me, if I wiShed to avoid contrnctint a severe chill, and that was to keep on moving till.reftChed the others' camp, even though it took me all night. But when I found my torch, the feebleness of the light it-gave /*minded me that I had not renewed the battery. 'So I looked for matches, in order to light my small hurricane-lamp, but wdter had even penetrated the tin in +first thought, as I commenced to convert the cinders into a blazing fire, was that "Peter" and "Davey", having surmised the predicament I was in, had prepared the fire for me, and had then moved on, in order to complete the distance. With a heart full of thanks, I breathed beatitudes upon them, - yes, and upon our Bush Walkers' Club, too, seeing that it was an institution which could inculcate such divine foresight in its members. I did not worry about any tea that night, nor about cleansing my teeth. My sole concern was to get my belongings as dry as possible for the morrow. Later on I improvised a bed for myself, by means of the waterproof sheeting, with the wet tent drawn over me for a counterpane. In spite of the rain, I managed to doze off into a very brief sleep; but my slumbers were soon terminated with the sight of a brilliant reflection, visible through my tent. Lifting the counterpane, I noticed that my blanket, which I had placed close to the fire, was igniting at the corners. I jumped up, but my bare feet almost failed to support me, so numb with the cold they had become. Moreover, I was resolved to spend the rest of the night either sitting or standing beside the fire. Each time I felt myself going of to sleep, I would bring myself to with the recollection of the fate of my blanketTowards dawn, I sank back from sheer exhaustion, and fell asleep, a modern Jacob, on a bed of stones. 
-which I kept them, and they were ruined. The rain having ceased, I proceeded; but, while the torch-light illumined my immediate footsteps, I could not tell + 
-14. +As soon as day broke I hastily packed up - which was no easy task, considering that the textiles had swollen so much overnight as a result of their saturation. Nor did I worry about the lawyer-vines, or the rents they inflicted on my clothingbut I made a human tank of myself, and forged onwards with but one purpose in view, to make up the leeway of distance. Very welcome was the smoke I could see arising from "Peter's" camp near Creek Mount Victoria. But more welcome still was the breakfast they gave me on arrival, and the furnace they created helped all the more quickly to dry my accoutrement. However, my mind was soon disabused as to the "divine foresight" of "Peter"; for, when I mentioned to him the incident of the fire already prepared for me, his answer was that, although his nickname was "Peter" , he was not the Angel Gabriel. From then on we did not unduly bustle ourselves, but proceeded along Creek Mount Victoria, and finished up at Mount Victoria
-where my move*remote ones would lead me. Once, when I was about to step forth into an abyss, I realised the danger I was in. While I was thus on the verge of despair, Tnoticed a gleam ahead of me, as of a dying camp-fire. At first I thought it a mere hallucination, a chimera of my distortedfancy. But as I approached nearer, those gloving embers became realities to me:: they were so + 
-wonderfully protected from the rain, too, being in a small cave, with a substan- +Thus concludes this chapter in my life's historyOne thing stands out clear, - that I am somehow peculiarly gifted with a tutelary deityan amicus certus in re incerta, who always comes to my assistance in my darkest adversity. In conclusion, if anything has been learnt from reading of my narrative, I shall be well pleased with the knowledge that I have achieved something toward the perfection of New South Wales bush walking. 
-tial heap of dry firewood neatly piled alongside. Needless to say, I decided to spend the night here. + 
-first thought, as I commenced to convert the cinders into a blazing fire, was that "Peter" and "DaVey", having'surmised the predicament I was in, had prepared the fire for me, and had then moved on, in order to'complete the distance. +---
-With a heart full of thanks, I breathed beatitudes upon them, --yes, and upon our Bush Walkers' Club, too, seeing that it was an institution which could irculcate such divine foresight in its members. I did not worry about -any tea thf,t night, nor about cleansing my teeth. My sole concern was to get my belongings as dry as possible for the morrow. Later on I improvised a bed for myself, by means of the + 
-waterproof sheeting, with the wet tent drawn over me for a counterpane. In spite +=== Paddy Made. === 
-of the rain, I managed to doze off into a very brief sleep; but 117 slumbers were soon terminated with the' sightof a brilliant reflection, visible through my tent. Lifting the counterp-lne, I noticed that my blanket, which I had placed close to + 
-the fire, was igniting at the corners. I jumped up, but my bare feet almost failed to support me, so numb with the cold they had become. Moreover, I was +__Fishing__: 
-resolved to spend the rest of the night either sitting or standing beside the fire. + 
-Each time I fat myself going of to sleep, I w-iuld bring myself to with the recollectiOn of the fate of my, blmketTo*_121;ds sank back from sheer +A walker/fishing enthusiast has persuaded us that walkers in general should not pass up the chance, so often unwittingly passed byto dangle a line and per chance add a succulent morsel to the morning or evening meal. In case you agree with him, we have a selection of suitable light fishing tackle to add more interest to some walks. Have a look next time you're in the shop. 
-exhaustion, and fell asleep, a modern Jacob, on a bed of stones. + 
-As soon as day broke I hastily packed up - which was no dasy task, considering +__Hexamine__: 
-that the textiles had swollen sb much overnight as a result of their saturation. Nor did I worry about the layer-vines, or the rents they inflicted on my clothing but I made a human tank of myself, and forged onwards with but one purpose in view, to make up the leeway of distance. -Very welcome was the smoke I could see arising frot "Peter's" camp near Creek: Moun-E, Victoria. But more +
-welcome still was the breakfast they gave me on arriVal, and the furnace they created helped all the more quickly to dry myaccoutrement. 'However, my mind was soon disabused as to the "divine foresight" ,of "Peter" ; for, when I mentioned to him the incident of the fire already prepared for me, his answer was that, although +
-his nickname was "Peter" , he was not theAngel Gabriel. From then on we did not +
-unduly bustle ourselves, but proceeded along Creek Mount Victoria, and finished up at IffpuntVIctoria+
-*Thus concludes this chapter in my life's history One-thing'stands out clear, - that I,am sailehow peculiarly gifted with a tutelary deityan amicus certus in re incerta, who always comes to my assistance in uni darkest adversity. In conclusion, if anything has been learnt from reading of my narrative, I shall be well pleased with the knowledge that I have achieved something toward the perfection of Nev South Wales bushwalking. _ +
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-FISHIEG+
-A walker/fishing enthusiast has persuaded us that walkers in general should not Pass up the chance, so often unwittingly passed by to dangle a line and per chance add a succulent morsel to the morning or evening meal. In case you agree with him, we have a selection of suitable light fishing tackle to add more interest to some walks. Have a look next time you're in the shop. +
-HECAMINE:+
 A very special purchase enables us to offer solid fuel tablets at a give away price. A real lifesaver on wet trips. 1/9 per packet while they last. A price which cannot be repeated. A very special purchase enables us to offer solid fuel tablets at a give away price. A real lifesaver on wet trips. 1/9 per packet while they last. A price which cannot be repeated.
-LARGE PLASTIC  BAGS+ 
-Originally we bought these to store away  winter clothing but some thoughtful customer pointed out how useful they would be fOr walkers and we now have them available at 2/6. Size 48" x 241+__Large plastic bags__: 
-KIWI JACKETS+ 
-An improved model fi4oth the-6riginalawfirthle again after a, temporry Shnrtage. All press  studs heavily reinforced. PriceE710.0. +Originally we bought these to store away  winter clothing but some thoughtful customer pointed out how useful they would be for walkers and we now have them available at 2/6. Size 48" x 24"
- PADDY PAWN tP + 
-ttd. Lightweight Camp Gear +__Kiwi jackets__: 
-201 CASTLE REAGH Si SYDNEY + 
-BM2685 +An improved model from the originalavailable again after a temporary shortage. All press studs heavily reinforced. Price - £7.10.0. 
-16DA/ liLLKS + 
 +Paddy Pallin Pty. Ltd. Lightweight Camp Gear. 
 + 
 +201 Castlereagh St., Sydney. BM2685. 
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 (Contributed) (Contributed)
-FEBFEARY 18. Turramurra -bus to Bobbin Head - launch trip on Cowan Creek and tributaries. + 
-These periodical cruises down Cowan Creek are already famous and comment seems superfluous. The scenery is grand. Brian will be back from holidays during the first week in February. Let him know ELIRLY if you intend to go so that sufficient boats may be ordered. ;+=== February 18. === 
-8.10 a m. train Central Electric Station to Turramurra via Bridge. 8.50 a m. bus Turramurra - Bobbin Head - + 
-Tickets: Turramurra return@ 4/3, plus return bus fare. Boat -hiring charges extra.,+Turramurra - bus to Bobbin Head - launch trip on Cowan Creek and tributaries. 
 + 
 +These periodical cruises down Cowan Creek are already famous and comment seems superfluous. The scenery is grand. Brian will be back from holidays during the first week in February. Let him know early if you intend to go so that sufficient boats may be ordered. 
 + 
 +8.10 a.m. train Central Electric Station to Turramurra via Bridge. 8.50 a.m. bus Turramurra - Bobbin Head
 + 
 +Tickets: Turramurra return @ 4/3, plus return bus fare. Boat hiring charges extra. 
 Leader: Brian Harvey. Leader: Brian Harvey.
 +
 Map: Hawkesbury River Tourist or Broken Bay Military. Map: Hawkesbury River Tourist or Broken Bay Military.
-MARCH 4. + 
-MARCH  +=== March 4. === 
-Church Point - launch to Lovtt Bay - The Flagstaff - Topham + 
-Trig - America Bay - Soldiers Print LonEnose Point - +Church Point - launch to Lovett Bay - The Flagstaff - Topham Trig - America Bay - Soldiers Print - Longnose Point - Lovett Bay. 10 miles. 
-Lovett Bay. 10 miles. + 
-Could be scratchy in parts. Gaiters recommended. This is +Could be scratchy in parts. Gaiters recommended. This is the first Club walk to use the track recently cleared by Club members between Lovett Bay and The Flagstaff. Lovely views of Pittwater and Broken Bay. 
-the first Club walk to use the track recently cleared by Club members between Lovett Bay and The Flagstaff. Lovely views + 
-of Pittwater and Broken Bay. +8.30 a.m. ferry to Manly. Or 8.45 a.m. Palm Beach bus from Wynyard. Change at Mona Vale. 9.12 a.m. bus Manly to Church Point, Route No. 157. 
-8.30 a m. ferry to Manly. Or 8.45 a m. Palm  Beach bus from +
-Wynyard CHANGE at Mona Vale. +
-9.12 a m. bus Manly to Church Point, Route No. 157. -+
 Tickets: Cash fares will amount to about 11/-. Tickets: Cash fares will amount to about 11/-.
 +
 Leader: Bill Rowlands. Leader: Bill Rowlands.
-Nap: Broken Bay Military for preference. + 
-Waterfall - Moola Falls - Heathcote. 9 miles.+Map: Broken Bay Military for preference. 
 + 
 +=== March 11. === 
 + 
 +Waterfall - Uloola Falls - Heathcote. 9 miles. 
 An ideal trip for new members traversing the South - Western portion of National Park. At least 2 sets of aboriginal carvings in the Uloola Falls area. An ideal trip for new members traversing the South - Western portion of National Park. At least 2 sets of aboriginal carvings in the Uloola Falls area.
-8.50 a m. Cronulla train from Central Electric Stntion to Sutherland. CH.1.INGE at Sutherland for rail motor to faterfall. Tickets:Waterfall return@ 5/9. + 
-Leader: DickChild.+8.50 a.m. Cronulla train from Central Electric Station to Sutherland. Change at Sutherland for rail motor to Waterfall. 
 + 
 +Tickets: Waterfall return @ 5/9. 
 + 
 +Leader: Dick Child. 
 Map: Port Hacking Tourist. Map: Port Hacking Tourist.
-&JURSUND.LZ LLc. 10th - 11th March 1962, + 
-As Jon Gossage is in New Zealand, Wilf Hilder is arranging a walk to replace that shown on the progn:mme. See Wilf for details. +=== Saturday - Sunday walk. 10th - 11th March 1962. === 
-BITS AND PIECES. This month's prize for imaginative writing from the Dailies: Topic: (Toughening up exercise for the army). "Wild ashland Mountains. + 
-in the Great Dividing-Range, 22 miles west of the Putty Road, a wilderness (the Range, that is, not the Putty Road) so crisscrossed by cliffs and ravines +As Jon Gossage is in New Zealand, Wilf Hilder is arranging a walk to replace that shown on the programme. See Wilf for details. 
-that a man's progress is slowed to a tile in five hours ... only shelter will be + 
-the caves in the mountains (i e. overhangs) - if the numerous dingoes, wallabies and red-bellied black snakes that inhabit the district haven't beaten the troops +---- 
-to them." + 
- +=== Bits and Pieces=== 
-THE COMMON+ 
 +This month's prize for imaginative writing from the Dailies: Topic: (Toughening up exercise for the army). "Wild Bushland Mountains.... in the Great Dividing Range, 22 miles west of the Putty Road, a wilderness (the Range, that is, not the Putty Road) so crisscrossed by cliffs and ravines that a man's progress is slowed to a mile in five hours.... only shelter will be the caves in the mountains (i.e. overhangs) - if the numerous dingoes, wallabies and red-bellied black snakes that inhabit the district haven't beaten the troops to them." 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +===== The Common. ===== 
 Ray Kirkby. Ray Kirkby.
-A few weeks ago I had a'couple of hours to fill in one Sunday morning. As it was mild flower time I decided to seek some out and remembered having passed many a time a large area of bush near Roseville Bridge. This area Prea seamed the nearest and likeliest fcr the short time available to me. 
-At the top of the bill above the bridge I made some enquiries. 
-" Yes. That's a Reserve out there and if you take the first road to the right arid so on and so on and so on and so on .. you come to the Common." 
-redvas excited at the prospect of seeing flowers but when I was. directed to the Common ; yes, Common --the adventure acquired for me an historical- romantic character. 
-efter-driving along a couple of aurburban streets, I shot into an appalling rubbish dump though even here I could descry brilliant clumps of tetratheca between the mounds ofxubbish.- J got- out of the dump as soon as possible and enquired from the first person as to the whereabouts of the Common. "That", said my informant pointing where I had just been "is the Common'. 
-To recoil was my first reaction, but my titne. was limited and if I were to go travelling around looking for some unspoiled place I Should probably finish up seeing nothing. The rubbish would =tend only as far as vehicles could get in soI parked the car and set off. 
-!'et, first the rubbish Was o thick thet few living thin& had a chance to grow - the most spectacular were the car parts and the car, some amost whole. But I-spied a magnificent red gr'evillea to which I hurried. The ground was ' 
-wet and soggy 'as there had beeh. recent rain hit I was able to stand and admire 
-the grevillea, foot dry on a roll of linoleum, not the best but euite serviceable. , Past the old Chairs, the worn guttering, the decaying clothing, the path 
-began to deteriorate and the 'Surroundings to improve. Finally in a rocky section through wattles out in flowr the rubbish ceased and I was able to enjoy boronia4 grevilleas and sti"etches of suave casuarinas, most satisfying though 
-no flowers brightened the greenness. Even through all this area there were 
-frequent signs of upheaval where purveyors of flagging had been &Ling, perhaps stealing, their wares. However most of the scars had' healed so that they mere no longer offensive. Some remains were piCturesque having the appearance of ruins of sandstone temples or miniature Stonehenges. Down in these half-dark gullies, the boronia ledifolia shone with individual brilliance. 
-It vas time to climb back to the plateau znd I knew that I was getting 
-near civilization again when in the centre of a rock flanked by boronia, solitary, lay a chamber-pot - in good order, -too. ,klorth salvaging. 
-The sun had warmed up and now the puddles and soggy rubbish gave off a putrid, steamy odour which disgusted, 7 disgusted me? ehy? Millions of years 
-18. 
-ago on the steamy shares of a stagnant puddle, I am told that the first life began to begin. 2,nd, if the rocks of those times cr,uld think, they would equally have deprecated the revolting mess remaining from the ineffectual and unsuccessful efforts of uatter to make itself into a living thing. And in such a place as this, perhaps we shall see the birth of a man more suited to these technological times, more in harmony with his 'surroundings. - 
  
-If we shall'trvel through space, is not this cyclinderblock more dUrable than my capricious heart? The tibiA and fibula are delicate, brittle travesties when the lifeforce could incorporate these iron bedstead legs. NO raucous voices cnn break the silence when fitted with thesemufflers and the unnecessarily delicate mechanismof the eye will be replacedby this more serviceable glass. There mill' 'Still be eyes-of many different colours bat in Australia brown eyes will predominate. NO time will be wasted on-,hairdressers for these springs -mill give LIB unchanging permanent waves, the skin you'll love to touch will be sponge rubber and the lips, thelips you press  +A few weeks ago I had a couple of hours to fill in one Sunday morning. As it was wild flower time I decided to seek some out and remembered having passed many a time a large area of bush near Roseville Bridge. This area seemed the nearest and likeliest for the short time available to me. 
-IN 'NUTSHELL+ 
 +At the top of the hill above the bridge I made some enquiries. "Yes. That's a Reserve out there and if you take the first road to the right and so on and so on and so on and so on.... you come to the Common." 
 + 
 +I was excited at the prospect of seeing flowers but when I was directed to the Common - yes, Common - the adventure acquired for me an historical-romantic character. 
 + 
 +After driving along a couple of suburban streets, I shot into an appalling rubbish dump though even here I could descry brilliant clumps of tetratheca between the mounds of rubbish. I got out of the dump as soon as possible and enquired from the first person as to the whereabouts of the Common. "That", said my informant pointing where I had just been "is the Common"
 + 
 +To recoil was my first reaction, but my time was limited and if I were to go travelling around looking for some unspoiled place I should probably finish up seeing nothing. The rubbish would extend only as far as vehicles could get in so parked the car and set off. 
 + 
 +At, first the rubbish was so thick that few living things had a chance to grow - the most spectacular were the car parts and the cars, some almost whole. But I spied a magnificent red grevillea to which I hurried. The ground was wet and soggy as there had been recent rain but I was able to stand and admire the grevillea, foot dry on a roll of linoleum, not the best but quite serviceable. 
 + 
 +Past the old chairs, the worn guttering, the decaying clothing, the path began to deteriorate and the surroundings to improve. Finally in a rocky section through wattles out in flower the rubbish ceased and I was able to enjoy boronias, grevilleas and stretches of suave casuarinas, most satisfying though no flowers brightened the greenness. Even through all this area there were frequent signs of upheaval where purveyors of flagging had been getting, perhaps stealing, their wares. However most of the scars had healed so that they were no longer offensive. Some remains were picturesque having the appearance of ruins of sandstone temples or miniature Stonehenges. Down in these half-dark gullies, the boronia ledifolia shone with individual brilliance. 
 + 
 +It was time to climb back to the plateau and I knew that I was getting near civilization again when in the centre of a rock flanked by boronia, solitary, lay a chamber-pot - in good order, too. Worth salvaging. 
 + 
 +The sun had warmed up and now the puddles and soggy rubbish gave off a putrid, steamy odour which disgusted - disgusted me? why? Millions of years ago on the steamy shores of a stagnant puddle, I am told that the first life began to begin. And, if the rocks of those times could think, they would equally have deprecated the revolting mess remaining from the ineffectual and unsuccessful efforts of matter to make itself into a living thing. And in such a place as this, perhaps we shall see the birth of a man more suited to these technological times, more in harmony with his surroundings. 
 + 
 +If we shall travel through space, is not this cyclinderblock more durable than my capricious heart? The tibia and fibula are delicate, brittle travesties when the life force could incorporate these iron bedstead legs. No raucous voices can break the silence when fitted with these mufflers and the unnecessarily delicate mechanism of the eye will be replaced by this more serviceable glass. There will still be eyes of many different colours but in Australia brown eyes will predominate. No time will be wasted on hairdressers for these springs will give us unchanging permanent waves, the skin you'll love to touch will be sponge rubber and the lips, the lips you press.... 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +===== In Nutshell. ===== 
 A brief history of "The Sydney Bushwalker". A brief history of "The Sydney Bushwalker".
-JUNE 1931, the first issue of "The Bushwalkei4H published as a private venture by Marjorie Hill (Editor), Brenda White, Rene Browne, Dorothy. Lawry and Niles Dunphy, who each contributed 10- as nucleus-of a working fund. Published every two months. ' bout 16-18 pages 
-6th AUGUST 1932, adopted by the Club as "The Sydney Bushwalker". j-)urnal devoted to matters of interest to members of the Sydney Bushwolkers, Sydney, N.S.W. and continued every 'twn months until January 1937. Some issues were missed when the 4'/Innuals" Were being printed. 
-JANU4Y 1937, the first annual subscription.  The magazine became a Quarterly. DECEMBER 1937; by popular deurnd appeared the first of "The Sydney Bushwaker" in its present form, printed ca..1 the. duplicator, with a over 
-designed by Alan Rigby. 
-WE HAVEN'T MISSED A MONTH SINCE THEY:. 
-THE..LONG I'VEEKEND. Yebla:  (Upper Kangeroo River) Frank Leyden. had 16 on his camping trip. The weekend was 'rnerciorrtblo' for leChes and ,blackberribs :-.plenty of both. pleasant camp despite the rain. 
-ELTE112E_EalEs : 27 at the camp led by Jack Gentle. Good swimming although fine on Monday 
-_c=1/200LEa 11s : 'N1Dt'orised brigade cdmp. 8 plus sitors plus children "Now we've seen ever7thing"-, writes our repofter, "a group of bushwalkers including two ex-presidents, sitting around the camp fires in canvas chairs under 
-umbrellas!" 
-_ 
-There were more SEW' s camped* dingmt the hill at The Page's place, 
-19. 
-KONMUNG CAVALCADE (concluded) 
-. lffia started this series with a...summary of KoWmung methodS-which tell the prospective Kowmunger Pll he want to know about theterrain and probable conditions. - 
-- Then to the impression the rugged gorges made on the first S;B.6. party in 1933; then the experiences of the first Swimming-through-trip in 1937. P,addy Pallin followed their example at Easter 1940. 
-Not much was heard of the Kawmung then until 1952, when the present' day techniques were first tried. Since then every Xmas has its Kowmungers. There are the leisurely parties who take their time and enjoy the scenery (and the food) to-the full. _lex Colley puts it neatly -April 1959. 'Slaw trip down the Kcwmung' - illustrated by Pam Baker. We were now approaching the biggest gorge on the Kowmung - our food depot at Iennigan's Creek'. 
-Then there are the first lighthearted parties who combine a real love of nature with a certain amount of.,1thleticism. This is well documented by Carl Doherty in "Kawmung Capers: March 1960 - illustrated_by.Helen Barrett. "It was now decided to rope the packs to Ni-Ck,.jump into the turbulence of the left felland be carried out by its thrust, taking the pack; lowered by Mick as one swept by. Snow's masterful handling of the jumpinE is worth quoting. NThen Mick had the packs, Snow turned and said 'You go first, Helen,' and aside to us, 'We'll see if she comes up'. When she did come up Snow mumbled something about 'Better make certain' followed by 'You go naxt Evelyn', and as she broke the surface with all the grace of a porpoise he smiled and reported; 'It's quite safe. There are no snngs, and I guess it doesn't matter who goes next.'" 
-Thi6 concludes our s-dries on Kowmung Cavalcade, but, conversely, we hope that theseries will never be- concluded. 
-very- year has its Kowmungers. This year's parties should really have something to write-about. It's never too late. 
-The National Parks Association of N. V. (Central Region) has advised that Te the Extraordinary General Meeting on. 28th November 1961, it was agreed that Group Membership will be discontinued. 
-The circular cortimaes "Group Membership has failed to procure the large number of members, -which it was designed to do; and, it does not nearly pay for the journals, bulletins and meetings, as well as capitation fees of 2/6 per head to State Council. 
-20. 
-'The matter was brought before the General Mc-,eting at this time because of the imminent merging of the Caloola Club with the Central. Region will mean more and larger Bulletins ,...more- meetings and outings and the opportunity for all Llssociation members to tr lce part in coach trips. 
-'It is felt that the ordinary subscription of 15/,-i- -(Z1 for married couples) is quite reasonable, for What membersreceive from the Associatio- c:uite apart from. the fact that the mainobjective-'-of Membership is to support the work of the ssociation in order to -achieve riaor and better National Parks. - 
-The present. Group Membershipswill continr until ',Tune _30,. 1962, when the N.P..:L.. hopes'. that all Group -1Viembera will become fully financial mumber6 of the Association 
-FROM. TEE LA.UNCESTON MU= CLUB. "Narcissus Hut has been replaced by four large tenbs with accomodation for about- 30 people at a pinch. Pine Valley Hut. has been rereired Since -winter snows thttened it and is -now as good as ever. There is only room in Nichols Hut for about L. people. further hut has been built on the Lake St. Claire track about!1- miles south of' Narcissus. It has-been named the Echo Point Hut. It is capable , of holding about 6 or 8 people, but is by far and away the best hut in the Reserve. 
-FOR ILL YOUR TR.LYSPORT. FROY. BLe-CKFEAITH - COM_ICT 
-.11,.TSVIELL '3 TAXI TOURIST SMVICE 
-RIM, -WRITE,. WE OR C21.LL 1-11\1Y HOUR - DAY CR NIGHT 
-'PHONE: B1scich6ath 1459 or 1N151 BOOKING OFFICE: L. doors from Gardners Inn Hotel (LOOK FOR TEE 
-. NEON SIGN) 
-SPEEDY 5 or 8 P ;.SSENGER- CARS  AVAIL= 
-LARGE OR ALL PARTIES CAT= FOR 
-FARES; KANANGRA WAILS 30/ per head (minimum 5 passengers) 
-PERRY 'S LOOKDOWN "  - 71.ii 
-r-TENOLLUT STATE FOREST ; 20/- 'It II  - 
-Q/IN.JON PS FARM 12/6, . It It u 
-WE WILL BE PLEASED TO QUOTE TRIPS OR SPEC= PARTIES ON APPLICATION 
  
 +June 1931, the first issue of "The Bushwalker" published as a private venture by Marjorie Hill (Editor), Brenda White, Rene Browne, Dorothy Lawry and Miles Dunphy, who each contributed 10/- as nucleus of a working fund. Published every two months. About 16-18 pages.
 +
 +6th August 1932, adopted by the Club as "The Sydney Bushwalker". A journal devoted to matters of interest to members of the Sydney Bushwalkers, Sydney, N.S.W. and continued every two months until January 1937. Some issues were missed when the "Annuals" were being printed.
 +
 +January 1937, the first annual subscription.  The magazine became a Quarterly.
 +
 +December 1937, by popular demand appeared the first of "The Sydney Bushwalker" in its present form, printed on the Club duplicator, with a cover designed by Alan Rigby.
 +
 +We haven't missed a month since then!
 +
 +----
 +
 +=== The Long Week-end. ===
 +
 +__Yeola__:  (Upper Kangaroo River). Frank Leyden had 16 on his camping trip. The weekend was memorable for leeches and blackberries - plenty of both. A pleasant camp despite the rain.
 +
 +__Burning Plams__: 27 at the camp led by Jack Gentle. Good swimming although fine on Monday only.
 +
 +__Carrington Falls__: Motorised brigade camp. 8 plus visitors plus children. "Now we've seen everything", writes our reporter, "a group of bushwalkers including two ex-presidents, sitting around the camp fires in canvas chairs under umbrellas!"
 +
 +There were more SBW's camped down the hill at The Page's place.
 +
 +----
 +
 +===== Kowmung Cavalcade (concluded). =====
 +
 +We started this series with a summary of Kowmung methods which tell the prospective Kowmunger all he wants to know about the terrain and probable conditions.
 +
 +Then to the impression the rugged gorges made on the first S.B.W. party in 1933; then the experiences of the first Swimming-through-trip in 1937. Paddy Pallin followed their example at Easter 1940.
 +
 +Not much was heard of the Kowmung then until 1952, when the present day techniques were first tried. Since then every Xmas has its Kowmungers. There are the leisurely parties who take their time and enjoy the scenery (and the food) to the full. Alex Colley puts it neatly - April 1959. 'Slow trip down the Kowmung' - illustrated by Pam Baker. "We were now approaching the biggest gorge on the Kowmung - our food depot at Lannigan's Creek".
 +
 +Then there are the first lighthearted parties who combine a real love of nature with a certain amount of Athleticism. This is well documented by Carl Doherty in "Kowmung Capers! March 1960" - illustrated by Helen Barrett. "It was now decided to rope the packs to Mick, jump into the turbulence of the left fall and be carried out by its thrust, taking the pack, lowered by Mick as one swept by. Snow's masterful handling of the jumping is worth quoting. When Mick had the packs, Snow turned and said 'You go first, Helen,' and aside to us, 'We'll see if she comes up'. When she did come up Snow mumbled something about 'Better make certain' followed by 'You go next Evelyn', and as she broke the surface with all the grace of a porpoise he smiled and reported: 'It's quite safe. There are no snags, and I guess it doesn't matter who goes next.'"
 +
 +Thi6 concludes our series on Kowmung Cavalcade, but, conversely, we hope that the series will never be concluded.
 +
 +Every year has its Kowmungers. This year's parties should really have something to write about. It's never too late.
 +
 +----
 +
 +__The National Parks Association of N.S.W.__ (Central Region) has advised that at the Extraordinary General Meeting on 28th November 1961, it was agreed that Group Membership will be discontinued.
 +
 +The circular continues "Group Membership has failed to procure the large number of members, which it was designed to do; and, it does not nearly pay for the journals, bulletins and meetings, as well as capitation fees of 2/6 per head to State Council.
 +
 +The matter was brought before the General Meeting at this time because of the imminent merging of the Caloola Club with the Central Region will mean more and larger Bulletins, more meetings and outings and the opportunity for all Association members to take part in coach trips.
 +
 +'It is felt that the ordinary subscription of 15/- (£1 for married couples) is quite reasonable for what members receive from the Association, quite apart from the fact that the main objective of Membership is to support the work of the Association in order to achieve more and better National Parks.'
 +
 +The present Group Memberships will continue until June 30, 1962, when the N.P.A. hopes that all Group Members will become fully financial members of the Association.
 +
 +----
 +
 +=== From the Launceston Walking club. ===
 +
 +"Narcissus Hut has been replaced by four large tents with accommodation for about 30 people at a pinch. Pine Valley Hut has been repaired since winter snows flattened it and is now as good as ever. There is only room in Nichols Hut for about 4 people. A further hut has been built on the Lake St. Claire track about 4½ miles south of Narcissus. It has been named the Echo Point Hut. It is capable of holding about 6 or 8 people, but is by far and away the best hut in the Reserve.
 +
 +----
 +
 +=== Hatswell's Taxi & Tourist Service. ===
 +
 +For all your transport from Blackheath contact Hatswell's Taxi & Transport Service. Ring, write, wire or call any hour - day or night.
 +
 +'Phone: Blackheath W459 of W151.
 +
 +Booking office: 4 doors from the Gardners Inn Hotel (look for the neon sign).
 +
 +Speedy 5 or 8 passenger cars available. Large or small parties catered for.
 +
 +Fares:
 +
 +  * Kanangra Walls: 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers)
 +  * Perry's Lookdown: 4/- per head (minimum 5 passengers)
 +  * Jenolan State Forest: 20/- per head (minimum 5 passengers)
 +  * Carlon's Farm: 12/6 per head (minimum 5 passengers)
 +
 +We will be pleased to quote trips or special parties on application.
 +
 +----
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