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 At 7 the next morning our half of the party set off, we soon reached Jenolan River where we ate some blackberries and then set off down the river. Jerry lead us over a short cut across a low saddle to the Cox. By 11 o'clock we were opposite Merrigal Creek, we walked down stream another half a mile, went for a swim and had lunch. We had a second lunch at Kanangaroo Clearing about 1.30 and later made camp at the junction of Kanangra River and Kanangra Creek. At 7 the next morning our half of the party set off, we soon reached Jenolan River where we ate some blackberries and then set off down the river. Jerry lead us over a short cut across a low saddle to the Cox. By 11 o'clock we were opposite Merrigal Creek, we walked down stream another half a mile, went for a swim and had lunch. We had a second lunch at Kanangaroo Clearing about 1.30 and later made camp at the junction of Kanangra River and Kanangra Creek.
  
-While Kerry and Jerry cooked soupI made a spear and went back to a pool in which we had seen a monstrous fish. I only threw the spear once because after the first throw I didn't see that fish again. When I got+While Kerry and Jerry cooked soupI made a spear and went back to a pool in which we had seen a monstrous fish. I only threw the spear once because after the first throw I didn't see that fish again. When I got
 back to camp the others had eaten all the soup. They had reasoned that I wouldn't want soup and fresh fish as well, so I missed out. That wasn't all, when I went to make up my Deb I found the best part of it gone; they had used it to thicken their soup. back to camp the others had eaten all the soup. They had reasoned that I wouldn't want soup and fresh fish as well, so I missed out. That wasn't all, when I went to make up my Deb I found the best part of it gone; they had used it to thicken their soup.
    
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 On Monday morning with a great sense of relief I collected my deposit in full and decided that perhaps the nicest thing about a bus trip is that you do at least have the party together at the beginning and end of the trip. On Monday morning with a great sense of relief I collected my deposit in full and decided that perhaps the nicest thing about a bus trip is that you do at least have the party together at the beginning and end of the trip.
  
-====== SEVEN TIMES TEN FOR RENE! ====== +====== Seven Times Ten For Rene! ====== 
- Taro.+  
 +Taro 
 + 
 +Not so long ago, it was six times, and all declared such a party could not happen againBut it did - with some reservations - the limits of a cottage probably dictated the invitations. Rootsies Ayers Rock district was boundless for a party - AND - we did not have the three lamb sacrifice, dripping fat for hours and hours, but Oh the final tasty chapter!
  
-Not so lohg ago, it was six times, and all declared such a party could not happen again. But it did - with some reservations - the limits of a cottage probably dictated the invitations. Rootsies Ayers Rock district was boundless for a party - AND - we did not have the three lamb sacrifice, dripping fat for hours and hours, but Oh the final tasty chapter! 
 In this latest party, divil a lamb was there 2 leg or 4. I think no party is complete without kids - they seem to fill in all the chinks - and the lambs of the S.B.W. - all home grown - are a treat for the eye and ear. In this latest party, divil a lamb was there 2 leg or 4. I think no party is complete without kids - they seem to fill in all the chinks - and the lambs of the S.B.W. - all home grown - are a treat for the eye and ear.
-But 1895! That then was happening in Sydney - when Rene joined in the universal battle cry of the kingdom of the babes - east - west - milk's best. In '95, Sydney was a quiet well behaved city - where crossing a street anywhere, anytime, was just a snack; the great god to be - the car - was not yet fouling the air in every corner of the state - and - keeping the oremmys busy with its victims. 
-Good old stoamies, and the original horse power moved us around in 
-comfort and safety - and now - but one horse remains on duty in the city - as anyone near Penfolds in Pitt St. knows. The harbour was alive with 
-shapely silent ferries, and without any fuss, vehicles slipped across from Benelong to Milsons, Dictators of every savage breed were undreamed of. 
-Stamps Id, tram sections id., the SMH was ld, and the Bulletin at 6d, conducted 
-the real education of us. Theatre - Opera were booming at 1/-9 3/-,4/-. 
-I know as our shop did most of the calico signs for J.C.W. and others, and my job was fixing them far and wide. That other demon - the movie - was unknown. But there was a whisper in Washing Soul Chemists in Pitt St. - the kinetoscope, 
-an Edison Marvel 1" x 1" films - some old westerns could be seen for 3d. 
-Yes, Rene showed great judgment in being born in '95 - but '95 last century!! Gee - it must be terrible to be old, and have only enough money - a sound constitution and half a thousand friends!!! But we better get back to the party. And what a party! Many of us obviously on loan from the British Museum; the aggregate of years would be astronomical, but take 'em 
-in order. Harold Menzies Chardon and Dame Winnie Chardon - 2 limbs of the law. 
-Ken Matthews and Joe Turner and wife from Newcastle. Peter Page - plump and pink from Jamberoo. Joyce Dummer of the long, long ago - now living up on 
-the blue hills where the silver flyer spreads its westering wings. Bill Chowne - yes - with his minimissuS. Hilda Macartny (nay - Blunt) (anything but that) from far north - our one time soulful disturber of strings and now - with 
-satanic, upswept glasses - fiddles looking dangerously voluptuous! - go home ,Macartnyi 
-Frank Cramp looking badder now than the one time bad baron of our immortal Philip St. show long ago - but do not be deceived by that twinkling eye! Frank Whiddon - also - his chest bashing pal Frank Duncan. Gently beaming Paddy and May. Gordon Pirtchard that one-time unit of the priceless 
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-With two log weekend 6 and walking weather at 
-1st, one might call it the month made for walkers. .:;, 
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-If you haw softie shopping to do for your trips, 
-, join the other walkf;rs'atIraddyis it is a 6reat f j1 ,, 
-meeting place. ii 
-* New Lines to Intrigue You. 
-Antarctic biscuits (nothing but food value), ' , , 
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-New Zealand freeze dried meat. 
-Queensland butter concentrate. 
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-Dried egg powder. 
-Lemon and lime powder. ?. 
-New nylon capes with improved polyurethene 
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-Footwear for all walkers from 0.Cts to boots. ' - V \ `---.. 
-; New nyldrk jackets at new lower prices. ' 
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-New oil skin jackets with improved quality materi 1 
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-New type gas stove with disposable cylindars. d 
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-*-- 
-Buckets, pegs,. billies, laces, carbide, plates, mugs, cutlery, dish lifters, ropei pitons, carabiners, waterproof matches, tents, rucksacks 
-sleeping bags, etc. etc. 
-In fact 
-a whole shop full of special gear for walkers' at 
-PADDY PALLIN Pty. Ltd. 
-109A Bathurst Street, Sydney. 
-Winter ski bookings now open. 
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-Bean-Pritchard combination; and many many others not forgetting the first born His Grace the Duke of Clear Hill. +But 1895! That then was happening in Sydney - when Rene joined in the universal battle cry of the kingdom of the babes - east - west - milk's best. In '95, Sydney was a quiet well behaved city - where crossing a street anywhere, anytime, was just a snack; the great god to be - the car - was not yet fouling the air in every corner of the state - and - keeping the cremmys busy with its victims. 
-That party such drinkingeating, washed down with millions of words torrents of talk of the inexhaustable past. Ctmmando stewards galore bashing through with tit bits and pick me ups. + 
-Silenzio a presentation to Rene and a speech by the Rev. R. Bean obviously uncensored shame but Bean is Bean you see what I Mean. The present was unusual infinitely convertable. And then the talk roared on again, it might have been an Electratile skimming.+Good old stoamies, and the original horse power moved us around in comfort and safety - and now - but one horse remains on duty in the city - as anyone near Penfolds in Pitt St. knows. The harbour was alive with shapely silent ferries, and without any fuss, vehicles slipped across from Benelong to Milsons, Dictators of every savage breed were undreamed of. 
 + 
 +Stamps 1d, tram sections 1d, the SMH was 1d, and the Bulletin at 6d, conducted the real education of us. Theatre - Opera were booming at 1/-9 3/-,4/-. I know as our shop did most of the calico signs for J.C.W. and others, and my job was fixing them far and wide. That other demon - the movie - was unknown. But there was a whisper in Washing Soul Chemists in Pitt St. - the kinetoscope, an Edison Marvel 1" x 1" films - some old westerns could be seen for 3d. 
 + 
 +Yes, Rene showed great judgment in being born in '95 - but '95 last century!! Gee - it must be terrible to be old, and have only enough money - a sound constitution and half a thousand friends!!! But we better get back to the party. And what a party! Many of us obviously on loan from the British Museum; the aggregate of years would be astronomical, but take 'em in order. Harold Menzies Chardon and Dame Winnie Chardon - 2 limbs of the law. Ken Matthews and Joe Turner and wife from Newcastle. Peter Page - plump and pink from Jamberoo. Joyce Dummer of the long, long ago - now living up on the blue hills where the silver flyer spreads its westering wings. Bill Chowne - yes - with his minimissus. Hilda Macartny (nay - Blunt) (anything but that) from far north - our one time soulful disturber of strings and now - with 
 +satanic, upswept glasses - fiddles looking dangerously voluptuous! - go home, Macartny! 
 + 
 +Frank Cramp looking badder now than the one time bad baron of our immortal Philip St. show long ago - but do not be deceived by that twinkling eye! Frank Whiddon - also - his chest bashing pal Frank Duncan. Gently beaming Paddy and May. Gordon Pirtchard that one-time unit of the priceless Bean-Pritchard combination; and many many others not forgetting the first born His Grace the Duke of Clear Hill. 
 + 
 +That party such drinking eating, washed down with millions of words torrents of talk of the inexhaustable past. Commando stewards galore bashing through with tit bits and pick me ups. 
 + 
 +Silenzio a presentation to Rene and a speech by the Rev. R. Bean obviously uncensored shame but Bean is Bean you see what I Mean. The present was unusual infinitely convertible. And then the talk roared on again, it might have been an Electratile skimming. 
 STOP Rene sat at the piano for a couple of hours every song any key all joined in. Some fine solos too. Joyce Dummer proved the sweetness of her voice remains most moving. STOP Rene sat at the piano for a couple of hours every song any key all joined in. Some fine solos too. Joyce Dummer proved the sweetness of her voice remains most moving.
 +
 STOP The cutting of the cake with a thunder of appreciation for a notable woman, Our Rene! A great night packed with that precious stuff friendship. STOP The cutting of the cake with a thunder of appreciation for a notable woman, Our Rene! A great night packed with that precious stuff friendship.
  
-====== SOCIAL NOTES FOR MAYVI. ======+====== Social Notes For May ====== 
 + 
 +Members will be pleased to see John Freeland's name on the current programme. Ill health recently prevented John from providing us with entertainment under the title of "Bull Ants", and with restored health he will be at the club on March 17. 
 + 
 +A week later on 24th Don Read will present "The Pilgrims Way". Don and wife Bev. have recently returned from five years residence in London and during that time they have acquired coloured transparencies of some of the most beautiful interiors in England. 
 + 
 +Laurie Rayner, on March 31 will be showing and telling us about "Walking in Tahiti and Hawaii". We have come to enjoy Laurie's bright, friendly method a presentation and anticipate a most interesting night at the end of March.
  
 +CONGRATULATIONS TO Col Putt and the Heard Island boys back from their successful climb of Big Ben. You will be disappointed to hear that Colin's luxurious tawny-cum-ginger beard now graces the floor of some barber's shop out at Kingsford. Colin flew home from Perth, while the rest of the crew manhandle the Patanola round to Sydney.
  
-Members will be pleased to see John Vreeland's name on the current programme. illhealth recently prevented John from providing us with entertainment under the title of "Bull Ants", and with restored health he will be at the club on March 17. +The 9,000' ascent of Big Ben took a fortnight and the descent about a week. When leaving the island, failure of their landing craft engine; after getting the personnel aboard the Patenela, forced them to leave behind a large amount of equipment. To help cover some of their expenses a Welcome Home barbecue will be held at Everleigh Gardens, Franklin Road (New Line Road end), West Pennant Rills on March 26 at 6.30 p m. Gear will be auctioned and an expedition member will give a firsthand account of the trip, Tickets 12/6 each. Obtainable from Dot Butler 482208. Transport will be provided from station.
-A week later on 24th Don Read will predent "The Pilgrimsl Way. Don and wife Bev. have recently returned from five years' residenDein London anl during that time they have acquired coloured transparencies of some of the most beautiful interiors in England. +
-Laurie Rayneron March 312 will be showing and telling us about "Walking in Tahiti and Hawaii". We have come to enjoy Laurie's bright, friendly method a presentation and anticipate a most interesting night at the end of March. +
-CONGRATULATIONS TO Col Putt and the Heard Island boys back from their succeisful climb of Big Ben. You will be disappointed to hear that Colin's luxurious tawnycumwginger beard now graces the floor of some barber's shop out at Kingsford. Colin flew home from Perth, while the rest of the crew manhandle the Patanola round to Sydney. +
-The 9,0001 ascent of Big Ben took a fortnight and the descent about a week. When leaving the island, failure of their landingcraft engine; +
-after getting the personnel abord the Patenela, forced them to leave behind a large amount of equipment. To help cover some of their expenses a Welcome Home barbacue will be held at Everleigh Gardens, Franklin Road (New Line Road end), West Pennant Rills on March 26 at 6.30 p m. Gear will be auctioned and an expedition member will give a firsthand account of the trip, Tickets 12/6 each. Obtainable from Dot Butler 482208. Transport will be provided from station+
-March, . 1965. . .. The Sydney _Bushwalker. . 13.....+
  
 ====== Dot Butler's Private Swimming Carnival ====== ====== Dot Butler's Private Swimming Carnival ======
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 ====== The End View of Fifty Canoneers ====== ====== The End View of Fifty Canoneers ======
  
-Spiro (Bill) Ketas+Spiro (Bill) Ketas [Spiro Haginikitas]
  
 This is an account of what happened at the tail end of the fifty odd bod plod through Claustral Canyon. Any name bearing resemblance to any person living is purely coincidental as we never got together in one spot to know who was who. This is an account of what happened at the tail end of the fifty odd bod plod through Claustral Canyon. Any name bearing resemblance to any person living is purely coincidental as we never got together in one spot to know who was who.
  
-At 7.45 a m. Sunday about six or seven carloads of enthusiastic canyon rompers were at the Mt. Tomah turn-off waiting for their leader to arrive. After waiting for 20 minutes Mick Elfick decided that Dot Butler had already gone on ahead and was now waiting up the road, and that we had better drive on. Sure enough a mile or so down the road Dot Butler and other earlier arrivals were waiting ready to go, their feet nervously scratching the dust and their eyes eagerly transfixed towards the canyon and in minds only sheer delightful anticipation of the wondorous joys that lay ahead and below.+At 7.45 a m. Sunday about six or seven carloads of enthusiastic canyon rompers were at the Mt. Tomah turn-off waiting for their leader to arrive. After waiting for 20 minutes Mick Elfick decided that Dot Butler had already gone on ahead and was now waiting up the road, and that we had better drive on. Sure enough a mile or so down the road Dot Butler and other earlier arrivals were waiting ready to go, their feet nervously scratching the dust and their eyes eagerly transfixed towards the canyon and in minds only sheer delightful anticipation of the wonderous joys that lay ahead and below.
  
 No sooner had we parked our cars when the first group of about six canyoneers including Ross Wyborn and Jerry Sinzig set off with the ropes, slings and crabs and quickly disappeared out of sight. Dot's much larger party then departed. Five minutes later Mick Elfick and all the remaining pushed off. Soon, however this latter party was split into two parties as the tail enders John White, Eric Adcock, Neville Yates, a New Zealander John Millen, my two brothers and I were engrossed in conversation and failed to keep right up on the leading groups, thus we missed the spot where the leaders dropped into the valley and spent some time endeavouring to find signs where they had branched off the road. When this proved unsuccessful we decided to go back out to the road so as we would not miss any late party which may scamper by above us. At this point John White asked me, Bill, ever been lost within sight of the cars before? and of course not being able to recall any past blunder so close to the starting point I had to agree that the situation was rather unique. I could add that no one in this small group had been here before whereas the other party had former Claustral Canyonites amongst them. No sooner had we parked our cars when the first group of about six canyoneers including Ross Wyborn and Jerry Sinzig set off with the ropes, slings and crabs and quickly disappeared out of sight. Dot's much larger party then departed. Five minutes later Mick Elfick and all the remaining pushed off. Soon, however this latter party was split into two parties as the tail enders John White, Eric Adcock, Neville Yates, a New Zealander John Millen, my two brothers and I were engrossed in conversation and failed to keep right up on the leading groups, thus we missed the spot where the leaders dropped into the valley and spent some time endeavouring to find signs where they had branched off the road. When this proved unsuccessful we decided to go back out to the road so as we would not miss any late party which may scamper by above us. At this point John White asked me, Bill, ever been lost within sight of the cars before? and of course not being able to recall any past blunder so close to the starting point I had to agree that the situation was rather unique. I could add that no one in this small group had been here before whereas the other party had former Claustral Canyonites amongst them.
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 Starters Jim Jellybean, Jerry Sinzig, James Graham, Tom, Ian Dillon, Don Finch, Alan Barclay, John Worral, Anne, Bill Dowd, Fitzganderpipe, Joe. Starters Jim Jellybean, Jerry Sinzig, James Graham, Tom, Ian Dillon, Don Finch, Alan Barclay, John Worral, Anne, Bill Dowd, Fitzganderpipe, Joe.
  
-I arrived at the South Marulan turn off shortly after 10 o'clock having hitched from Liverpoo1. I saw the cemetery and knew I was in the right place, so I looked around for a suitable spot to sleep and in the process fell over Don Finch who had arrived earlier. Before I had gone to sleep Alan, John, Bill Dowd and someone else arrived and walked all over Don and I.+I arrived at the South Marulan turn off shortly after 10 o'clock having hitched from Liverpool. I saw the cemetery and knew I was in the right place, so I looked around for a suitable spot to sleep and in the process fell over Don Finch who had arrived earlier. Before I had gone to sleep Alan, John, Bill Dowd and someone else arrived and walked all over Don and I.
  
-Next morning I woke and saw Anne in Don's flea bag and no Don. I half cooked and ate some breakfast and we moved off, four car loads towards South Marulen. We turned off some side road that went through a paddock then into the scrub where Snow parked his car. Another fire was lit so I finished my. breakfast. By this time it was raining and my waterproofed pack trapped most of the water inside.+Next morning I woke and saw Anne in Don's flea bag and no Don. I half cooked and ate some breakfast and we moved off, four car loads towards South Marulan. We turned off some side road that went through a paddock then into the scrub where Snow parked his car. Another fire was lit so I finished my. breakfast. By this time it was raining and my waterproofed pack trapped most of the water inside.
  
-We all headed off into the scrub across a couple of paddocks and down a little creek about 100 yards. Here Snow told us to wait while he found out whether it was the right creek or not. I didn't mind waiting because there were a few blackberries waiting to be picked. The party gradually dispersed back up the creek, up each side, and down the creek. We all ended up in a big gully with muddy water holes spread out here and there, This was Jerrarra Creek.+We all headed off into the scrub across a couple of paddocks and down a little creek about 100 yards. Here Snow told us to wait while he found out whether it was the right creek or not. I didn't mind waiting because there were a few blackberries waiting to be picked. The party gradually dispersed back up the creek, up each side, and down the creek. We all ended up in a big gully with muddy water holes spread out here and there, This was Jerrara Creek.
  
 The sides of the creek became higher and closer together as we went down. We climbed over a big block, sidled around and here was our first drop. We had two choices, down a slippery gully or a plain abseil. The abseil had the best belay but all the ones who like cracks went down, Snow being the last. We then took the rope and abseiled down, then swam across the pool to where the others were waiting. Bill Dowd decided to take a photo; he didn't know what light reading to use, so he referred to the manual, but it didn't have canyons; it only had landscapes, beach scenes, portraits, so he took pot luck. The sides of the creek became higher and closer together as we went down. We climbed over a big block, sidled around and here was our first drop. We had two choices, down a slippery gully or a plain abseil. The abseil had the best belay but all the ones who like cracks went down, Snow being the last. We then took the rope and abseiled down, then swam across the pool to where the others were waiting. Bill Dowd decided to take a photo; he didn't know what light reading to use, so he referred to the manual, but it didn't have canyons; it only had landscapes, beach scenes, portraits, so he took pot luck.
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 Next morning breakfast and down to the Shoalhaven and Lake Louise eating blackberries and swimming. At our swimming spot, scouts had made a camp but we saw nobody. Later on they turned up all naked, to Anne's surprise. Next morning breakfast and down to the Shoalhaven and Lake Louise eating blackberries and swimming. At our swimming spot, scouts had made a camp but we saw nobody. Later on they turned up all naked, to Anne's surprise.
  
-After lunch we headed up Barber's Creek to the big swimming hole. We had a terrific time swimming, jumping, diving and sliding-into the water. Joe, his mate and Fitzganderpeipe after much hesitation jumped in from about 45 ft up and didn't touch bottom. We then had afternoon tea and more swimming. About 3 we left the swimming hole, walked up the creek about mile then climbed a very pointed ridge which came out a couple of 100 yards from South Marulan and we walked back to the cars.+After lunch we headed up Barber's Creek to the big swimming hole. We had a terrific time swimming, jumping, diving and sliding-into the water. Joe, his mate and Fitzganderpipe after much hesitation jumped in from about 45 ft up and didn't touch bottom. We then had afternoon tea and more swimming. About 3 we left the swimming hole, walked up the creek about mile then climbed a very pointed ridge which came out a couple of 100 yards from South Marulan and we walked back to the cars.
  
 Everyone was in gay spirits as we headed for the "local" for a drink followed by a meal at "Bimbo's". Everyone was in gay spirits as we headed for the "local" for a drink followed by a meal at "Bimbo's".
 This was my first test walk and I enjoyed it immensely. This was my first test walk and I enjoyed it immensely.
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