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 By Pat Harrison.
-A year has passed away, as all years pass away, with alarums and excursions of all kinds in the world of men, and once again the month of March sees a party of eleven walkers distributed over three cars heading for Batsh Camp in the late hours of a clear Friday night
+A year has passed away, as all years pass away, with alarums and excursions of all kinds in the world of men, and once again the month of March sees a party of eleven walkers distributed over three cars heading for Batsh Camp in the late hours of a clear Friday night.
-We were all there between 12.30 a.m. and 1.0 a.tp. on Saturday morning, to find about five carloads of troggers just arrived. They were, however, wellbehaved troggers and soon we were sound asleep.
-After a leisurely breakfast we got away to a good start just after 8.0 a.mc, the morning being fair and promising, the grass green, the dewdrops hanging from the leves, the black cockatoos squawking joyously, and Bindook Creek brimming with water, across which an improvised bridge was needs thrown.
+We were all there between 12.30 a.m. and 1.0 a.m. on Saturday morning, to find about five carloads of troggers just arrived. They were, however, well-behaved troggers and soon we were sound asleep.
-We followed the usual route to Flannel Flower Pass (see the magazine for May, 1970), and of course 78 all had wet feet after crossing Bent Hook Swamp. When we had got upto the slope below Kooragang Mountain, OUT worthy leader, for some unknown reason, headed east towards Hyanga Mountain, and crossed a gully in his progress, but when he thereafter gave every indication of keeping on that course and crossing a-- second gully, we had to tug on the reins and steer him aTay to the north. Perhaps he was only testing our alertness!
-Flannel Flower Pass is a good place to stop for morning tea. The flannel flowers weren't in bloom, but the country otherwise was a picture after the bounteous summer rains, and the green fields of the old Oolong homestead peeped at us from among the trees near Alum Hill in a most enticing manner.
+After a leisurely breakfast we got away to a good start just after 8.0 a.m., the morning being fair and promising, the grass green, the dewdrops hanging from the leaves, the black cockatoos squawking joyously, and Bindook Creek brimming with water, across which an improvised bridge was needs thrown.
-We were soon down the pass and priming our spark plugs with fizz on the banks of Barralier's Creek. This pure little stream, which even in dry :_sammers carries wvber, is reminiscent of alpine runnels in the way it twists and turns between its grass covered. banks, ir2.terspersing gurgling sections with deep pools transparently clear.
-The primary motive of the walk was to gather quinces at Colong homestead and to carry them on to Yerranderie for dessert; but we ere too late by a couple of weeks and only a few bird pecked fruits were left.	However, the grass was green and clean, Colong Creek had large deep pools of clear water, and between the immersions and the lolling on the grass, a halfhour went quickly by before we moved around Little Rick to Alum Hill
+We followed the usual route to Flannel Flower Pass (see the magazine for May, 1970), and of course we all had wet feet after crossing Bent Hook Swamp. When we had got up to the slope below Kooragang Mountain, our worthy leader, for some unknown reason, headed east towards Myanga Mountain, and crossed a gully in his progress, but when he thereafter gave every indication of keeping on that course and crossing a second gully, we had to tug on the reins and steer him away to the north. Perhaps he was only testing our alertness!
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-Creek where we boiled the billy and had lunch. The water of Alum Hill Creek, although copious in quantity, was oily in appearance, but it tasted all right when we flavoured it with LanChoo.
+Flannel Flower Pass is a good place to stop for morning tea. The flannel flowers weren't in bloom, but the country otherwise was a picture after the bounteous summer rains, and the green fields of the old Colong homestead peeped at us from among the trees near Alum Hill in a most enticing manner.
-About twenty minutes after lunch, when we had reached Oolong Saddle and h:Ld paused to take in the view of Little Rick on one side and the Tonalli Range with its chasms and gaps on the other, we could_ not only see that a thunderstorm was brewing, but could also hear the rattle of its artillery drawing nearer and by the time we had scrambled up from Mulyang Neck and were on the last lee; to Yerranderie Peak the rain caught up with us.
-When the storm had passed away, it was a grand sight from Yerranderie Peak to look around at the dark and lowering sky and the swirling cloud billows .
+We were soon down the pass and priming our spark plugs with fizz on the banks of Barralier's Creek. This pure little stream, which even in dry summers carries water, is reminiscent of alpine runnels in the way it twists and turns between its grass covered banks, interspersing gurgling sections with deep pools transparently clear.
-"As when from mountaintops the dusky c3ouda
-Ascending, while the north wind sleep, o'erspread Heaven's cheerful face, the louring element
+The primary motive of the walk was to gather quinces at Colong homestead and to carry them on to Yerranderie for dessert; but we were too late by a couple of weeks and only a few bird pecked fruits were left. However, the grass was green and clean, Colong Creek had large deep pools of clear water, and between the immersions and the lolling on the grass, a half hour went quickly by before we moved around Little Rick to Alum Hill Creek where we boiled the billy and had lunch. The water of Alum Hill Creek, although copious in quantity, was oily in appearance, but it tasted all right when we flavoured it with Lan-Choo.
-SOOTas o'er the darkened landscape snow, or shower, If chance the radiant sun, with farewell sweet Extend his evening beam, the fields revive, The birds their notes renew, and bleating herds Attest their joy, that hill and valley ring"
-The rain had stabilised the steep and slippery slope leading down to the pass, and not long after 4.0 p.m. we had dumpeOur. packs at the church and were heading for the -later tanks at the
+About twenty minutes after lunch, when we had reached Colong Saddle and had paused to take in the view of Little Rick on one side and the Tonalli Range with its chasms and gaps on the other, we could not only see that a thunderstorm was brewing, but could also hear the rattle of its artillery drawing nearer; and by the time we had scrambled up from Mulyang Neck and were on the last leg to Yerranderie Peak the rain caught up with us.
-Ranger's abode. Fo the benefit of the uninformed, the
-Ranger's d7olling has four beaut water tanks, two white toilets
+When the storm had passed away, it was a grand sight from Yerranderie Peak to look around at the dark and lowering sky and the swirling cloud billows.
-(03 shades of Ye Nameless One who journeyed to Ye BudaiAanzs in
-Ye Days of Olde2), and a shower, all of which comforts were freely available to us on this occasion.
+"As when from mountaintops the dusky clouds\\
-Since we wore here last year the house near the church has been burnt down, and no doubt in the course of time careless campers will burn clown the church itself. Most of us slept in the church, but some stayed out under the wattle trees to catch the reft sunrise over Tonalli Peak.
+Ascending, while the north wind sleep, o'erspread\\
-The apples =e ripe and weathered some before we set out on Sunday morning for an inspection of the Silver Peak Mine, greatly asSisted by the book which Ray Hookway had borrowed for the occasion. From notices nailed to the trees around Yerranderie
+Heaven's cheerful face, the louring element\\
-it seems that the reactivation of mining which seemed imminent a year sgo has been put off and so Yerranderie, aptiztfrom the refurbished Post Office, will continue to rot away. The old
+Scowls o'er the darkened landscape snow, or shower,\\
-houses, made of heavy slabs of ironbark and lined Inning and wail with paper, tug at your heartstrings and bring back poignant memories of similar homes far away from here nor'west by west.
+If chance the radiant sun, with farewell sweet\\
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+Extend his evening beam, the fields revive,\\
-We completed the walk by going on to Colong Caves for lunch and back through Hoorain Gap to the cars in another thunderstorm which
+The birds their notes renew, and bleating herds\\
-arrived punctually at 2.30 p.m.
+Attest their joy, that hill and valley ring"
-The last mile of the road. to Batsh Camp is not the best, and the
-few points of rain had made it like a bed of banana skins, and
+The rain had stabilised the steep and slippery slope leading down to the pass, and not long after 4.0 p.m. we had dumped our packs at the church and were heading for the water tanks at the Ranger's abode. For the benefit of the uninformed, the Ranger's dwelling has four beaut water tanks, two white toilets (O, shades of Ye Nameless One who journeyed to Ye Budawangs in Ye Days of Olde!), and a shower, all of which comforts were freely available to us on this occasion.
-consequently when Jim Vatiliotis put his Torana too close to the
-ditch, there were a few anxious moments before 3-man-power got it out. But everybody was home safely at a reasonable hour.
+Since we were here last year the house near the church has been burnt down, and no doubt in the course of time careless campers will burn down the church itself. Most of us slept in the church, but some stayed out under the wattle trees to catch the red sunrise over Tonalli Peak.
+The apples were ripe and we gathered some before we set out on Sunday morning for an inspection of the Silver Peak Mine, greatly assisted by the book which Ray Hookway had borrowed for the occasion. From notices nailed to the trees around Yerranderie it seems that the re-activation of mining which seemed imminent a year ago has been put off; and so Yerranderie, apart from the refurbished Post Office, will continue to rot away. The old houses, made of heavy slabs of ironbark and lined ceiling and wall with paper, tug at your heartstrings and bring back poignant memories of similar homes far away from here nor'west by west.
+We completed the walk by going on to Colong Caves for lunch and back through Moorain Gap to the cars in another thunderstorm which arrived punctually at 2.30 p.m.
+The last mile of the road to Batsh Camp is not the best, and the few points of rain had made it like a bed of banana skins, and consequently when Jim Vatiliotis put his Torana too close to the ditch, there were a few anxious moments before 3-man-power got it out. But everybody was home safely at a reasonable hour.
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