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 At this stage too we filled the two vacancies resulting from Stephen Harvey's move to Melbourne, with John Fox inheriting equipment hire and John Redfern becoming the second Federation delegate holding a Committee seat. At this stage too we filled the two vacancies resulting from Stephen Harvey's move to Melbourne, with John Fox inheriting equipment hire and John Redfern becoming the second Federation delegate holding a Committee seat.
  
-Correspondence, in addition to the usual circulars and bulletins, showed us that the Electricity Commission had paid compensation of $150 for the power line across Coolana. The Dept. of Public Works advised an environmental impact study was to be made of plans for improving water supply to Gosford and Woy Woy, and there weas two items which led to subsequent debate; one being Frank Rigby's appeal for moral and financial support for the McDonnell Ranges Committee in its bid to secure reserves in the centre and the other a copy of a letter sent to another club regarding the passage of its members across the property Baramul in Widden Brook. Evidently the writer of the second letter imagined that "Sydney Bush Walkers" was a generic name covering all clubs in Sydney.+Correspondence, in addition to the usual circulars and bulletins, showed us that the Electricity Commission had paid compensation of $150 for the power line across Coolana. The Dept. of Public Works advised an environmental impact study was to be made of plans for improving water supply to Gosford and Woy Woy, and there were two items which led to subsequent debate; one being Frank Rigby's appeal for moral and financial support for the McDonnell Ranges Committee in its bid to secure reserves in the centre and the other a copy of a letter sent to another club regarding the passage of its members across the property Baramul in Widden Brook. Evidently the writer of the second letter imagined that "Sydney Bush Walkers" was a generic name covering all clubs in Sydney.
  
 We decided to donate $50 to the McDonnell Ranges appeal and it was remarked that the present era when the beef market was depressed might be a favourable time to persuade landholders to contribute property to such a reserve. On the question of the Widden Valley property (Baramul is about 10 miles up from the Goulburn River and just south of "Widden") it was proposed to refer the correspondence to Federation and to reply to the writer in terms that should ensure his understanding of our Club's principles. We decided to donate $50 to the McDonnell Ranges appeal and it was remarked that the present era when the beef market was depressed might be a favourable time to persuade landholders to contribute property to such a reserve. On the question of the Widden Valley property (Baramul is about 10 miles up from the Goulburn River and just south of "Widden") it was proposed to refer the correspondence to Federation and to reply to the writer in terms that should ensure his understanding of our Club's principles.
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 This is the famous Icelandic volcano, still active, set in a remote part of the island. I was working at the time (in 1956) on a farm outside Reykjavik, so only had the weekend. Accompanied by three Danish farmhands like myself, we walked the 7 miles to town, and caught a bus to where the road ends and then walked for hours across those barren wastes. At a lonely farmhouse roofed in turf sods and the only form of transport was donkey, we barged in for a bite to eat. Kindly people and they treated us like lost relations. They had a piano and those days I could play my 3 pieces properly. After playing my Mendelssohn and Chaminade we set out and there, shortly over the sand dunes, was Hekla. This is the famous Icelandic volcano, still active, set in a remote part of the island. I was working at the time (in 1956) on a farm outside Reykjavik, so only had the weekend. Accompanied by three Danish farmhands like myself, we walked the 7 miles to town, and caught a bus to where the road ends and then walked for hours across those barren wastes. At a lonely farmhouse roofed in turf sods and the only form of transport was donkey, we barged in for a bite to eat. Kindly people and they treated us like lost relations. They had a piano and those days I could play my 3 pieces properly. After playing my Mendelssohn and Chaminade we set out and there, shortly over the sand dunes, was Hekla.
  
-Clouds were looming up and as we all climbed higher the fog became thicker and thicker. The scoria commenced and it was one up, two back. Visibility was down to a few feet and I decided enough was enough. What's the point in going further up to see a crater that would be invisible and no view? The following morning when they came down to me in my tent they were full of misery and woe. Serves them right! They weren't idiots, even for all that. Two of them were learning Gothic, which is rather odd. Dear reader, ask anyone you meet in the next 25 years if anyone has heard of anyone ever learning Gothic. Sanscrit is much more useful, and how many people have you met who have spoken that? No more. Be that as it may, that night we returned to Mossfellssveit and all the locals laughed at the stupid Australian. Such is Icelandic Logic, but Icelanders are rather potty as a race anyway. An example:- During Iceland Flag Day every room in the house had little flags in them on tiny 7" stands. Even the toilet! One more example:- Crossing a bridge by bus once near the top of a pass, every passenger spat out over the side of the bridge and then they each put a small stone on top of a carin that was there. It stops Loki doing them harm. If you don't know who Loki is, look it up. Hekla by the way is only 4,500 ft.+Clouds were looming up and as we all climbed higher the fog became thicker and thicker. The scoria commenced and it was one up, two back. Visibility was down to a few feet and I decided enough was enough. What's the point in going further up to see a crater that would be invisible and no view? The following morning when they came down to me in my tent they were full of misery and woe. Serves them right! They weren't idiots, even for all that. Two of them were learning Gothic, which is rather odd. Dear reader, ask anyone you meet in the next 25 years if anyone has heard of anyone ever learning Gothic. Sanscrit is much more useful, and how many people have you met who have spoken that? No more. Be that as it may, that night we returned to Mossfellssveit and all the locals laughed at the stupid Australian. Such is Icelandic Logic, but Icelanders are rather potty as a race anyway. An example:- During Iceland Flag Day every room in the house had little flags in them on tiny 7" stands. Even the toilet! One more example:- Crossing a bridge by bus once near the top of a pass, every passenger spat out over the side of the bridge and then they each put a small stone on top of a cairn that was there. It stops Loki doing them harm. If you don't know who Loki is, look it up. Hekla by the way is only 4,500 ft.
  
 ===Mount Egmont.=== ===Mount Egmont.===
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 * Editor's Note: The title of this article "Epic E.N.E." is as assigned by the author. Your dim-witted editor, unable to decipher the significance or 'entendre' of the letters "E.N.E." resorted to his reference library, where the only possibilities he uncovered were "East-north-east", "a suffix used in the naming of certain hydrocarbons", and "Ever nearer to eternity". None of these seems appropriate so the reader is left to decipher for himself. Perhaps it should have been called "N.E.1.4.A. Nepic". * Editor's Note: The title of this article "Epic E.N.E." is as assigned by the author. Your dim-witted editor, unable to decipher the significance or 'entendre' of the letters "E.N.E." resorted to his reference library, where the only possibilities he uncovered were "East-north-east", "a suffix used in the naming of certain hydrocarbons", and "Ever nearer to eternity". None of these seems appropriate so the reader is left to decipher for himself. Perhaps it should have been called "N.E.1.4.A. Nepic".
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 ===For the cheapest gear in Australasia.=== ===For the cheapest gear in Australasia.===
  
-We have a prompt mail order service to Australian customers - **free posateg on all orders**. Below is a list of some of the gear we stock - prices quoted in New Zealand dollars (NZ $1 = A $0.83). We prefer payment by bank draft in New Zealand currency.+We have a prompt mail order service to Australian customers - **free postage on all orders**. Below is a list of some of the gear we stock - prices quoted in New Zealand dollars (NZ $1 = A $0.83). We prefer payment by bank draft in New Zealand currency.
  
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 At 12.30 p.m. we stepped out into the full force of this now dangerous weather. At that moment, strangely as if to thwart our intentions, a thick mist enveloped the mountains, reducing visibility to a few yards. It was as if I had been blinded in mid-stride and in fact it was the last we were to see of the landscape for over six hours. Now the navigation of the South West Cape Range is difficult indeed in such conditions for the top of the Range is undulating, with shoulders and hollows all over the place; there is no well-defined crest. Of course, if one had been perfectly rational the compass would have been consulted immediately. But I find, unfortunately, that to be perfectly rational in tearing wind, rain and cold requires a tremendous effort of will - there is an overwhelming temptation to keep moving and a self-deluding notion that one senses the correct direction to go. Such a mental condition is dangerous and it was not until we stumbled over the same group of rocks for the second time that we finally recognised that danger. Even with the compass in my hand I doubt that I steered a very steady course. For over two hours (more than twice the duration of the outward walk) we groped along the Range on a rough northerly course, sometimes slipping off onto one side, sometimes the other, seeking campsites here and there but of course there were none. It was during one of these explorations that we nearly lost each other; a ten-yard separation, we found, was fatal because at that distance eyes and ears were useless in the mist and wind. It is amusing to reflect that lunch, so eagerly awaited on other days, never even crossed our minds. At 12.30 p.m. we stepped out into the full force of this now dangerous weather. At that moment, strangely as if to thwart our intentions, a thick mist enveloped the mountains, reducing visibility to a few yards. It was as if I had been blinded in mid-stride and in fact it was the last we were to see of the landscape for over six hours. Now the navigation of the South West Cape Range is difficult indeed in such conditions for the top of the Range is undulating, with shoulders and hollows all over the place; there is no well-defined crest. Of course, if one had been perfectly rational the compass would have been consulted immediately. But I find, unfortunately, that to be perfectly rational in tearing wind, rain and cold requires a tremendous effort of will - there is an overwhelming temptation to keep moving and a self-deluding notion that one senses the correct direction to go. Such a mental condition is dangerous and it was not until we stumbled over the same group of rocks for the second time that we finally recognised that danger. Even with the compass in my hand I doubt that I steered a very steady course. For over two hours (more than twice the duration of the outward walk) we groped along the Range on a rough northerly course, sometimes slipping off onto one side, sometimes the other, seeking campsites here and there but of course there were none. It was during one of these explorations that we nearly lost each other; a ten-yard separation, we found, was fatal because at that distance eyes and ears were useless in the mist and wind. It is amusing to reflect that lunch, so eagerly awaited on other days, never even crossed our minds.
  
-The passage of time that day made no impact on me but it must have been about 3 p.m. when Joan calld, "Look, what's that?" Looming eerily in the white-out we could make out a straight and slender vertical object. On coming closer we perceived it was an iron stake! So we had at last discovered the route to Window Pane Bay, the route we had traversed two days before. Or had we? Nothing was familiar. We must find more stakes, not an easy exercise in those conditions, but by scouting around with a great deal of shouting we managed to locate the next stake in both directions. (I should add there was no recognisable track.) We walked that line of three stakes three times but failed to recognise a single feature. Incredibly, it seems now, we convinced ourselves that this was not, after all, the route to Window Pane Bay but some other staked route beyond our knowledge. There seamed only one thing to do now - to forget the Bay and find a campsite somewhere up top, because frankly we were bewildered. Fortunately, the rain had eased.+The passage of time that day made no impact on me but it must have been about 3 p.m. when Joan called, "Look, what's that?" Looming eerily in the white-out we could make out a straight and slender vertical object. On coming closer we perceived it was an iron stake! So we had at last discovered the route to Window Pane Bay, the route we had traversed two days before. Or had we? Nothing was familiar. We must find more stakes, not an easy exercise in those conditions, but by scouting around with a great deal of shouting we managed to locate the next stake in both directions. (I should add there was no recognisable track.) We walked that line of three stakes three times but failed to recognise a single feature. Incredibly, it seems now, we convinced ourselves that this was not, after all, the route to Window Pane Bay but some other staked route beyond our knowledge. There seamed only one thing to do now - to forget the Bay and find a campsite somewhere up top, because frankly we were bewildered. Fortunately, the rain had eased.
  
 Having made this decision, we dropped down the eastern (the more protected) slopes, exploring patches of trees and gullies for possible sites. But the whole landscape was tilted at 60° or worse and the little that was level was covered with scrub and fallen logs. The frustrating thing was that we had to stumble on something out of the fog - there was no "casing the joint" on a broader scale. Finally, we settled for the bare crest of a spur sloping away down to the east. When I say I mean bare of timber, not bare of the large button grass clumps which were everywhere. But at least it was reasonably level and partly protected. Getting the tent up called for some perseverance what with the wind, the slope and the button grass. We anchored the metal pegs with short lengths of stick cut from a nearby sapling and thankfully crept inside, moulding our bodies around the clumps. Having made this decision, we dropped down the eastern (the more protected) slopes, exploring patches of trees and gullies for possible sites. But the whole landscape was tilted at 60° or worse and the little that was level was covered with scrub and fallen logs. The frustrating thing was that we had to stumble on something out of the fog - there was no "casing the joint" on a broader scale. Finally, we settled for the bare crest of a spur sloping away down to the east. When I say I mean bare of timber, not bare of the large button grass clumps which were everywhere. But at least it was reasonably level and partly protected. Getting the tent up called for some perseverance what with the wind, the slope and the button grass. We anchored the metal pegs with short lengths of stick cut from a nearby sapling and thankfully crept inside, moulding our bodies around the clumps.
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 Apparently this time the gods were with us because no sooner had we got comfortable than the storm returned with renewed fury. For three hours our tiny shelter in the middle of that vast wilderness was buffeted unmercifully by the wind and lashed by driving rain. Fearing the worst, we expected the tent would be lifted bodily from over us at any moment. Memories of a dreadful Tasmanian night spent in similar conditions at the high camp on Mt. Eliza in 1968 only made us more anxious. Then there was the terrible reputation of south-west Tassie to reckon with. I remember saying some prayers at this stage. We began to plan exactly what we would try to do if the worst came to the worst. Finally I got out my novel in an attempt to forget the outside world, but it was no use - I read only two pages in an hour. But the tent held and not a drop of rain had entered and I gave thanks for the sturdy japara sou'wester and the aluminium poles, the very items I had previously cursed because of their weight. Apparently this time the gods were with us because no sooner had we got comfortable than the storm returned with renewed fury. For three hours our tiny shelter in the middle of that vast wilderness was buffeted unmercifully by the wind and lashed by driving rain. Fearing the worst, we expected the tent would be lifted bodily from over us at any moment. Memories of a dreadful Tasmanian night spent in similar conditions at the high camp on Mt. Eliza in 1968 only made us more anxious. Then there was the terrible reputation of south-west Tassie to reckon with. I remember saying some prayers at this stage. We began to plan exactly what we would try to do if the worst came to the worst. Finally I got out my novel in an attempt to forget the outside world, but it was no use - I read only two pages in an hour. But the tent held and not a drop of rain had entered and I gave thanks for the sturdy japara sou'wester and the aluminium poles, the very items I had previously cursed because of their weight.
  
-Around 7 p.m. we became vaguely aware of a change outside the tent. At first it was difficult to believe, a sort of "pleasure is the cessation of pain" type of feeling. But yes, the rain had stopped and the wind had eased. We quickly parted the flaps and two heads eagerly thrust through. We could actually see something! "Look, there's the Melaleuca Range apross the valley, and that's the spur we came down three days ago. Yippee! We know where we are!" Out of the tent and up the spur we hurried, slipping and sliding everywhere in the mud. The weather still looked somewhat ominous but it was a wonderful new world, a world with which we could now come to terms. There were the stakes we had found in the mist and we followed them to the crest of the Range. Then the awful truth hit us like a thunderbolt: of course it was the route to Window Pane Bay, no doubt of it now, it was again familiar, how silly we must have been. How easy it all is when you can see around you, how utterly mystifying when you cannot!+Around 7 p.m. we became vaguely aware of a change outside the tent. At first it was difficult to believe, a sort of "pleasure is the cessation of pain" type of feeling. But yes, the rain had stopped and the wind had eased. We quickly parted the flaps and two heads eagerly thrust through. We could actually see something! "Look, there's the Melaleuca Range across the valley, and that's the spur we came down three days ago. Yippee! We know where we are!" Out of the tent and up the spur we hurried, slipping and sliding everywhere in the mud. The weather still looked somewhat ominous but it was a wonderful new world, a world with which we could now come to terms. There were the stakes we had found in the mist and we followed them to the crest of the Range. Then the awful truth hit us like a thunderbolt: of course it was the route to Window Pane Bay, no doubt of it now, it was again familiar, how silly we must have been. How easy it all is when you can see around you, how utterly mystifying when you cannot!
  
 We were now faced with another decision - whether to uproot camp and descend to the Bay while we could or whether to stay put. The wind now came from the south-west, not a reassuring sign at all, we felt. On the other hand, it was clearer in the south-west than it had been all day. Besides, only two hours of daylight remained, barely time to pack up and avoid the difficulties of the forest in the dark. Inertia, of course, won and we stayed. But it was not just that, either. Somehow, just knowing our position was immensely reassuring and after all, the tent had survived one onslaught - it might survive another. We would collect some water, hop into our cosy tent and make the gas stove justify its bringing; and in the morning, weather permitting, we would be off to a flying start along that crazy range. It all worked out. We were now faced with another decision - whether to uproot camp and descend to the Bay while we could or whether to stay put. The wind now came from the south-west, not a reassuring sign at all, we felt. On the other hand, it was clearer in the south-west than it had been all day. Besides, only two hours of daylight remained, barely time to pack up and avoid the difficulties of the forest in the dark. Inertia, of course, won and we stayed. But it was not just that, either. Somehow, just knowing our position was immensely reassuring and after all, the tent had survived one onslaught - it might survive another. We would collect some water, hop into our cosy tent and make the gas stove justify its bringing; and in the morning, weather permitting, we would be off to a flying start along that crazy range. It all worked out.
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 +=====Solo through Abel Tasman National Park.=====
  
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-THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKE'R. 
-June, 1976. 
-Pate 16 THE. SYDNEY BUSHT-a1k,7R ' June, 1976. 
-SOLO THROUGH ADEL TASMAN NATIONAL PARK. 
 by Peter Harris. by Peter Harris.
-I never quite know how to approach writing this type of article - + 
- whether the reader wants the slow build-up approach, Or desires to get straight into the "hard stuff". +I never quite know how to approach writing this type of article - whether the reader wants the slow build-up approach, or desires to get straight into the "hard stuff". 
-Well, perhaps the reason why this article is written will surfice in this instance, + 
-I am back here at Te nau, Fiordland National Park (N.Z.), waiting in a dingy little motor camp cabin for a friend to show up in order to do a trip along the Dark Cloud Range separating Dusky Sound and Preservation Inlet. The naked light bulbs hang above, reminding me of the typical T.V. police question room, the walls are bespattered with all sorts of stains and marks, and it's bloody cold. Outside it's raining, and has been raining for the last few days.+Well, perhaps the reason why this article is written will surfice in this instance. 
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 +I am back here at Te Anau, Fiordland National Park (N.Z.), waiting in a dingy little motor camp cabin for a friend to show up in order to do a trip along the Dark Cloud Range separating Dusky Sound and Preservation Inlet. The naked light bulbs hang above, reminding me of the typical T.V. police question room, the walls are bespattered with all sorts of stains and marks, and it's bloody cold. Outside it's raining, and has been raining for the last few days. 
 My mood of despondency and gloom can only be alleviated by writing of pleasant times. Some of those pleasant times are not fit to print - others, like my recent trip into the Abel Tasman National Park, near Nelson, New Zealand, are printable. And so, thinking pleasant thoughts, let me begin. My mood of despondency and gloom can only be alleviated by writing of pleasant times. Some of those pleasant times are not fit to print - others, like my recent trip into the Abel Tasman National Park, near Nelson, New Zealand, are printable. And so, thinking pleasant thoughts, let me begin.
- Abel Tasman is the smallest of New Zealand's Rational Parks, and is basically a maritime park. It is located on the western side of Nelson Bay, 33 km east of Takaka. The coastline is quite rugged, and quite beautiful as it is broken in many places by deeply indented bays and drying flats. The interior is predominantly rain forest and semi-rain forest, 7ith occasional clearings, some of which (like Moa Park) are natural, others are the eternal result of hot fires and the upsurge of secondary underc;rowth, predominantly ferns and the introduced gorse. The highest + 
-__point in the park is Mt. Evan at approximately 3500 ft. (you do the metric conversion!), and traces of gold may be found in its jumbled quartzite summit. +Abel Tasman is the smallest of New Zealand's National Parks, and is basically a maritime park. It is located on the western side of Nelson Bay, 33 km east of Takaka. The coastline is quite rugged, and quite beautiful as it is broken in many places by deeply indented bays and drying flats. The interior is predominantly rain forest and semi-rain forest, with occasional clearings, some of which (like Moa Park) are natural, others are the eternal result of hot fires and the upsurge of secondary undergrowth, predominantly ferns and the introduced gorse. The highest point in the park is Mt. Evan at approximately 3500 ft. (you do the metric conversion!), and traces of gold may be found in its jumbled quartzite summit. 
-The track system throughout the park is very wellgraded, well defined and well developed. The huts are usually no more than a few hours apart and are the most luxurious Park Board accommodation that I have seen in Nov, Zealand. + 
-Access: There are three main approaches to the park - Marahua along the coast from the south, Totavanui (Park headquarters) along the coast from the north, or via the inland Canaan Road which passes by some of the rarest limestone and speleologic country in New Zealand. +The track system throughout the park is very well graded, well defined and well developed. The huts are usually no more than a few hours apart and are the most luxurious Park Board accommodation that I have seen in New Zealand. 
-From Nelson,buses (Newman Coach Service, Hardy St. Nelson) go twice daily to Takakai,(at time of writing 8.30 a m., 3.30 p m.) and take approximately 3 hours to reach their destination. The return bus leaves Takaka at 8.00 a m., and passes the Canaan Road at approx. 9.50 a m. I caught the 3.30 p m. bus from Nelson which dropped me off at the Canaan Road at 5.30 p m. From the Canaan Road it is approx. 4 miles up the road to the Mt. Evans Track, and 8 miles to the road end at Pages Saddle which is the start of alternative track to Moa Park. + 
-Page 17 +===Access:=== 
-THE SYDNEY BUSHVIALKER + 
-June, 1976.+There are three main approaches to the park - Marahua along the coast from the south, Totavanui (Park headquarters) along the coast from the north, or via the inland Canaan Road which passes by some of the rarest limestone and speleologic country in New Zealand. 
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 +From Nelson, buses (Newman Coach Service, Hardy St. Nelson) go twice daily to Takaka (at time of writing 8.30 a.m., 3.30 p.m.) and take approximately 3 1/2 hours to reach their destination. The return bus leaves Takaka at 8.00 a.m., and passes the Canaan Road at approx. 9.50 a.m. I caught the 3.30 p m. bus from Nelson which dropped me off at the Canaan Road at 5.30 p.m. From the Canaan Road it is approx. 4 miles up the road to the Mt. Evans Track, and 8 miles to the road end at Pages Saddle which is the start of alternative track to Moa Park. 
 From Takaka there is no scheduled bus service to Totaranue. Taxis may be hired to cover the 33 km, hitching is relatively reliable, or in summer there may be a freighter service into the area. From Takaka there is no scheduled bus service to Totaranue. Taxis may be hired to cover the 33 km, hitching is relatively reliable, or in summer there may be a freighter service into the area.
-Yarahua may be reached via the same bus from Nelson, which passes the coastal town of Riwaka. It is then l2-?,; miles via Kaiteriteri to the start of the track from Marahua. 7ater taxis may be hired from Kaiteriteri, + 
-hitching is fairly reliable. (Unsure about taxis from Riwaka.) +Marahua may be reached via the same bus from Nelson, which passes the coastal town of Riwaka. It is then l2 1/2 miles via Kaiteriteri to the start of the track from Marahua. Water taxis may be hired from Kaiteriteri, hitching is fairly reliable. (Unsure about taxis from Riwaka.) 
-ifiaps and Information? Information on the park can be gained from the Park Board's Handbook "Abel Tasman National Park" which is available in Australia. A hap accompanies the handbook and is basically all that is required for the easier track walking. Fanatics who wish to pursue pastimes off the beaten track are referred to the two topographic sheets Takaka and Adele, both 163,360. + 
-My Trip Many years ago, a close friend once mentioned briefly in a cbnversation that she had walked solo through _Abel Tasman National Park. I was immediately aghast. Here was a lone, frail girl flirting with the dangers of New Zealand's mountains!! The possibilities astounded me, and I adelired her great courage and fortitude. +===Maps and Information:=== 
-I now find that I was deceived, and that the title of this article is deceiving. For to solo through tho park is an easy and very pleasant mTorionoe. The tracks are very well marked, graded, and signposted, and the terrain is by no means rug0;ed0 Loneliness is no problem as the park usually contains a fair number of trampers. The risk of personal injury is minimised by the park's patronage0 + 
-At the Canaan Road, after the bus departed, I shouldered my characteristically enormous 70 lb pack for 6 days of walking (this trip could be done in two long days!) and ambled up the road, passed the massive limestone outcrops. At 6.30 p m. I had covered 3, miles to camp on a +Information on the park can be gained from the Park Board's Handbook "Abel Tasman National Park" which is available in Australia. A map accompanies the handbook and is basically all that is required for the easier track walking. Fanatics who wish to pursue pastimes off the beaten track are referred to the two topographic sheets Takaka and Adele, both 1:63,360. 
-small flat on the eastern side of the road, just within the park boundaries. lath nightfall this eyrie presented beautiful views across Nelson Bay to the distant lights of Nelson and the nearer lights of Motueka. The saddle had no accessible water, so in the morning I left early and trundled up the Toad for another half mile to the signposted 1dt0 Evans Track. + 
-Immediately upon entering the rain forest, the change of temperature became apparent, but it was exceeded by the sheer complex beauty that characterises New Zealand's forests. For here groat sheaths of lichen and mosses fell like curtains from the beech trees, and the jumbled mass of fallen timber was overgrown in twisting vines of many splendid colours. The dampness was enhanced by the filtered morning sunlight, creating a smoky dreamlike effect. I heard ti2--,e babbling sound of a rushing creek, and after 15 minutes of walking stopped for breakfast and an opportunity to study this enchanting forest. +===My Trip:=== 
-An inquisitive fantail dined with me. I continued along the track, detouring after ihr0 to the summit of Trig hr0 return), which presented an admirable view over moat of the country, but little view of the Abel Tasman Coast. + 
-Pas 1 8 THE SYDNEY BUSIT,TALKER June, 1976. +Many years ago, a close friend once mentioned briefly in a conversation that she had walked solo through Abel Tasman National Park. I was immediately aghast. Here was a lone, frail girl flirting with the dangers of New Zealand's mountains!! The possibilities astounded me, and I admired her great courage and fortitude. 
-Eventually, after a 600 ft. climb (which really seemed to be nothing) + 
-reached the crest of Nightcap Ridge and followed this along to the summit of Mt. Evans. The total climb from the road is 19000 feet, and I can distinctly remember being astounded that I had in fact reached the top. Dumping my pack I pottered around amongst the quartz, locating a bit of gold, and then after a brief scramble over boulders gained a vantage point for a view back across Nelson Bay, but still nothing of the coast as some trees higher than the summit blocked the vision. +I now find that I was deceived, and that the title of this article is deceiving. For to solo through the park is an easy and very pleasant experience. The tracks are very well marked, graded, and signposted, and the terrain is by no means rugged. Loneliness is no problem as the park usually contains a fair number of trampers. The risk of personal injury is minimised by the park's patronage. 
-Along the track the lower shelf of Mt. Evans ridge brought me back into a paradise of lichen and mosses, and soon I was down in Moa Park, with its rushing stream, scenic clearing and dilapidated hut ( 4 -bunk). The stream contains protected freshwater crayfish. Following up the clearing I located the track to Castle Rocks Hut, and descended about 1,000 ft. along the track to reach the hut by 3.30 p m., after a very leisurely day. Castle Rocks Hut is 4-bunk, and has a very homely atmosphere about it. The clearing gives some pleasant views of the nearby granite masses from which some superb sunrise photographs may be taken. + 
-Tho following morning I left by 9.00 a m. in order to reach Torrent Bay Hut, a descent of about 2,500 feet. My impressions of the forest deteriorated due to a sort of slog to Holyoake Clearing, with no views till the clearing is reached. The clearing is high-level and is the result of a past fire. There is a 4-bunk hut which is not marked on amy maps that I have seen. I arrived at the hut at 10.30 a m. for morning tea. Shortly after I encountered acres of gorse, which is a most inconvenient prickly bush introduced into New Zealand initially as a hedge, but gone wild. Goats and pigs also are common in this area. The track forks, one going south to Marahua, my track going north to Torrent Bay. At last I saw my long-sought-after view of the northern coast from a bare hill just off the track, and after a dehydrating descent arrived at sea level to lunch at the Torrent River. +At the Canaan Road, after the bus departed, I shouldered my characteristically enormous 70 lb pack for 6 days of walking (this trip could be done in two long days!) and ambled up the road, passed the massive limestone outcrops. At 6.30 p.m. I had covered 3 1/2 miles to camp on a small flat on the eastern side of the road, just within the park boundaries. With nightfall this eyrie presented beautiful views across Nelson Bay to the distant lights of Nelson and the nearer lights of Motueka. The saddle had no accessible water, so in the morning I left early and trundled up the road for another half mile to the signposted Mt. Evans Track. 
-The midday light had a magical effect on the water, To my mind it ranks as one of the most beautiful locations I have seen, with reflections, deep swimming holes, and a beautiful beach for sunbaking. Sandflies were present but not unbearable. From the river a side track for 15 mins. took me up to Cleopatrats Pool, which can be recognised by its rather unique waterfall. Multi-coloured berries adorned the nearby bushes. I arrived at the luxurious Torrent Bay Hut at 2.00 p m. The hut is 12-bunk and features mattresses, table and chairs, outside garden, barb- - eques, lawns, exterior furniture, and a family of inquisitive wekas. In this setting I was content to bludge away what remained of the daylight, in picturesque surroundings. + 
-With the tide out, the following morning I elected to leave at noon, and therefore enabled me to cross the drying flats and over the isthmus to Browns Bay and its beautiful beach. There is another Park Board hut hero (Anchorage Hut), but it is not indicated on any maps. It features the same standard of luxury as that at Torrent Bay. The rocks at the western end of the beach are quite picturesque. +Immediately upon entering the rain forest, the change of temperature became apparent, but it was exceeded by the sheer complex beauty that characterises New Zealand's forests. For here great sheaths of lichen and mosses fell like curtains from the beech trees, and the jumbled mass of fallen timber was overgrown in twisting vines of many splendid colours. The dampness was enhanced by the filtered morning sunlight, creating a smoky dream-like effect. I heard the babbling sound of a rushing creek, and after 15 minutes of walking stopped for breakfast and an opportunity to study this enchanting forest. 
-I left Torrent Bay Hut in perfect weather at 12.30 p m and continued along the track which starts just above the "loo" towards Bark Bay. + 
-Page 19 THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER June, 1976. +An inquisitive fantail dined with me. I continued along the track, detouring after 1/2 hr. to the summit of Trig K (1/2 hr. return), which presented an admirable view over most of the country, but little view of the Abel Tasman Coast. 
-The track circumnavigates the dryinc, flats, sometimes quite precipitously, and very picturesque views may be had of the bay. One arrives at the little coastal holiday resort at the northern end of the bay, then locates the track at. the northern end of the beach. From here a glorious view extends south across the mouth of the Torrent aver to Crowns Beach and the Anchorage Hut. + 
-The track seems content to follow near to the coastline but slightly inland, and about 200 ft0 above sea level. I detoured along several marked tracks to lookouts and high vantage points, but nothing in the park patched the incredibly beautiful view of the Falls River from near the suspension bridge The view out to the mouth of the river and to Sandfly Day was perfectly framed by a stand of very scenic rimu trees. +Eventually, after a 600 ft. climb (which really seemed to be nothing) reached the crest of Nightcap Ridge and followed this along to the summit of Mt. Evans. The total climb from the road is 1,000 feet, and I can distinctly remember being astounded that I had in fact reached the top. Dumping my pack I pottered around amongst the quartz, locating a bit of gold, and then after a brief scramble over boulders gained a vantage point for a view back across Nelson Bay, but still nothing of the coast as some trees higher than the summit blocked the vision. 
-The suspension bridge across the Falls River is quite long, and although very safe, it stands sufficiently high above the fast flowing river to produce that "queasy" stomsch feeling. I had a late lunch on + 
-the other side, again entertained by the antics of two inquisitive fantails. Bark Bay is but a short stroll from here, and the Park Board Hut is a chalet. It has about 16 bunks, with kitchen and loungeroom. Or, if you prefer to eat out there are barbecues in the garden with hand-made furniture to eat from. +Along the track the lower shelf of Mt. Evans ridge brought me back into a paradise of lichen and mosses, and soon I was down in Moa Park, with its rushing stream, scenic clearing and dilapidated hut (4-bunk). The stream contains protected freshwater crayfish. Following up the clearing I located the track to Castle Rocks Hut, and descended about 1,000 ft. along the track to reach the hut by 3.30 p.m., after a very leisurely day. Castle Rocks Hut is 4-bunk, and has a very homely atmosphere about it. The clearing gives some pleasant views of the nearby granite masses from which some superb sunrise photographs may be taken. 
-A very big camping ground exists on the promontory directly opposite the hut2 from which access to the sandy beach is very easy. As I still had not "worked off" my lunchtime repast, I elected to continue on to Tonga Quarry, a time of hours, and camp right on the beach amongst the ruins of the historical granite quarry. + 
-Do not try beach fishing with a piece of green capsicum - it doesn't workN +The following morning I left by 9.00 a.m. in order to reach Torrent Bay Hut, a descent of about 2,500 feet. My impressions of the forest deteriorated due to a sort of slog to Holyoake Clearing, with no views till the clearing is reached. The clearing is high-level and is the result of a past fire. There is a 4-bunk hut which is not marked on any maps that I have seen. I arrived at the hut at 10.30 a.m. for morning tea. Shortly after I encountered acres of gorse, which is a most inconvenient prickly bush introduced into New Zealand initially as a hedge, but gone wild. Goats and pigs also are common in this area. The track forks, one going south to Marahua, my track going north to Torrent Bay. At last I saw my long-sought-after view of the northern coast from a bare hill just off the track, and after a dehydrating descent arrived at sea level to lunch at the Torrent River. 
-Across the Tonga Roadstead, Tonga Island rose up above the deep blue sea2 and to the north an impressive view of Onetahuti Beach greeted me.+ 
 +The midday light had a magical effect on the water. To my mind it ranks as one of the most beautiful locations I have seen, with reflections, deep swimming holes, and a beautiful beach for sunbaking. Sandflies were present but not unbearable. From the river a side track for 15 mins. took me up to Cleopatra's Pool, which can be recognised by its rather unique waterfall. Multi-coloured berries adorned the nearby bushes. I arrived at the luxurious Torrent Bay Hut at 2.00 p.m. The hut is 12-bunk and features mattresses, table and chairs, outside garden, barbeques, lawns, exterior furniture, and a family of inquisitive wekas. In this setting I was content to bludge away what remained of the daylight, in picturesque surroundings. 
 + 
 +With the tide out, the following morning I elected to leave at noon, and therefore enabled me to cross the drying flats and over the isthmus to Browns Bay and its beautiful beach. There is another Park Board hut here (Anchorage Hut), but it is not indicated on any maps. It features the same standard of luxury as that at Torrent Bay. The rocks at the western end of the beach are quite picturesque. 
 + 
 +I left Torrent Bay Hut in perfect weather at 12.30 p.m and continued along the track which starts just above the "loo" towards Bark Bay. 
 + 
 +The track circumnavigates the drying flats, sometimes quite precipitously, and very picturesque views may be had of the bay. One arrives at the little coastal holiday resort at the northern end of the bay, then locates the track at the northern end of the beach. From here a glorious view extends south across the mouth of the Torrent over to Crowns Beach and the Anchorage Hut. 
 + 
 +The track seems content to follow near to the coastline but slightly inland, and about 200 ft. above sea level. I detoured along several marked tracks to lookouts and high vantage points, but nothing in the park matched the incredibly beautiful view of the Falls River from near the suspension bridge. The view out to the mouth of the river and to Sandfly Bay was perfectly framed by a stand of very scenic rimu trees. 
 + 
 +The suspension bridge across the Falls River is quite long, and although very safe, it stands sufficiently high above the fast flowing river to produce that "queasy" stomach feeling. I had a late lunch on the other side, again entertained by the antics of two inquisitive fantails. Bark Bay is but a short stroll from here, and the Park Board Hut is a chalet. It has about 16 bunks, with kitchen and loungeroom. Or, if you prefer to eat out there are barbecues in the garden with hand-made furniture to eat from. 
 + 
 +A very big camping ground exists on the promontory directly opposite the hut, from which access to the sandy beach is very easy. As I still had not "worked off" my lunchtime repast, I elected to continue on to Tonga Quarry, a time of 1 1/2 hours, and camp right on the beach amongst the ruins of the historical granite quarry. 
 + 
 +Do not try beach fishing with a piece of green capsicum - it doesn't work!! 
 + 
 +Across the Tonga Roadstead, Tonga Island rose up above the deep blue sea, and to the north an impressive view of Onetahuti Beach greeted me. 
 The early morning sunrise was quite a spectacle of vivid red and orange colouring across the sea. The early morning sunrise was quite a spectacle of vivid red and orange colouring across the sea.
-I "polished off" the DraMbuie2 and ambled around the bluff 'between the quarry and Onetahuti to descend to the beach. The track lies behind the foredune, but it was much more beautiful to wander up the beach itself, + 
-which is quite long, but very relaxing. A flock of seagulls covered the +I "polished off" the Drambuie, and ambled around the bluff between the quarry and Onetahuti to descend to the beach. The track lies behind the foredune, but it was much more beautiful to wander up the beach itself, which is quite long, but very relaxing. A flock of seagulls covered the estuary of the northern creek. 
-estuary of the northern creek. + 
-From the northern end of the beach the track expands into a road +From the northern end of the beach the track expands into a road leading to Awaroa Inlet, and after about 10 minutes I left my pack beside the road and followed a marked track through gorse to Shag Harbour. I had envisaged camping at Shag Harbour, but this is not possible due to terrain. The tide was out, and an opportunity to walk out to see some very interesting sea caves arose. All around are the compulsive engravings of names of visitors and marine craft. It is well worthwhile to detour to see this beautiful harbour. 
-leading to Awaroa Inlet, and after about 10 minutes I left my pack beside the road and followed a marked track through gorse to Shag Harbour. I had envisaged camping at Shag Harbour, but this is not possible due to + 
-terrain. The tide was out2 and an opportunity to walk out to see some +Awaroa Inlet is another popular holiday resort, and possesses quite an attractive beach with very extensive drying flats. It is only possible to continue north at low tide, as the flats must be crossed. At high tide they can be submerged under 9 feet of sea water. As was the case on my arrival - the tide was in, which meant spending a night on the south bank. 
-very interesting sea caves arose. All around are the compulsive engravings of names of visitors and marine craft. It is well worthwhile to detour, + 
-to see this beautiful harbour. +The 16-bunk Awaroa Hut is located on the south bank of the inlet, and well into the indented drying flat area of the Awaroa River. Similar to other huts, it is quite luxurious, being very well designed with exterior porch and nearby beach sands for sunbathing. I arrived here at 1.00 p.m. after another lazy, "bludge" day, and idled away the afternoon in sleep. 
-Awaroa Inlet is another'pepular holiday resort, and possesses quite +
-an attraCtive boaoh with Very extensive drying flats It is only +
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-possible to continue north at low tide, as the flats must be crossed. At high tide they can be submerged under.9 feet of sea water. As +
-the case on my arrival - the tide was in, which meant spending a night on the south bank. +
-The 16-bunk Awaroa Hut is located on the south bank of the inlet, and well into the indented drying flat area of the Awaroa River. Similar to other huts, it is quite luxurious, being very well designed with exterior porch and nearby beach sands for sunbathing. I arrived here at 1.00 p m. after another lazy, "bludge" day, and idled away the afternoon in sleep.+
 With the tide still "in" the following morning, I wandered back along the beach and around to the Awaroa Bluffs, but could not get around the bluffs to Canoe Bay. Therefore I elected to cross the nearby low saddle but progress was again terminated by thick stands of gorse. With the tide still "in" the following morning, I wandered back along the beach and around to the Awaroa Bluffs, but could not get around the bluffs to Canoe Bay. Therefore I elected to cross the nearby low saddle but progress was again terminated by thick stands of gorse.
-By midday the tide had receded sufficiently to enable me to make + 
-a safe crossing of the drying flats, and after locating the track on the northern side, I followed this up Pounds Creek and out to the coast at Goat Bay. It was then only a short amble to Totavanui, which is a very long beach and the location of Park Headquarters. +By midday the tide had receded sufficiently to enable me to make a safe crossing of the drying flats, and after locating the track on the northern side, I followed this up Pounds Creek and out to the coast at Goat Bay. It was then only a short amble to Totavanui, which is a very long beach and the location of Park Headquarters. 
-The area of Tot avanui was formerly a very early farm, and the mansion is still in very good order, but set back about one quarter of a mile from the beach. Around Totavanui secondary undergrowth has + 
-sprung up following the clearing for farmland, but a huge camping area caters for many hundreds of visitors, particularly during the high summer season. There are neither showers or stores at Totavanui. +The area of Totavanui was formerly a very early farm, and the mansion is still in very good order, but set back about one quarter of a mile from the beach. Around Totavanui secondary undergrowth has sprung up following the clearing for farmland, but a huge camping area caters for many hundreds of visitors, particularly during the high summer season. There are neither showers or stores at Totavanui. 
-Finally I achieved a day of great suffering, when during heavy rain andwith no tourist cars on the Takaka road, I was relegated to walking the whole way back to Takaka. In pouring rain it is a miserable road - if 33 km and an ascent of 1,000 ft. over Pigeon Saddle. Much to my relief there was a vacancy in a nearby motel for recuperation and drying out. Thank God for tourism! + 
-Include the Abel Tasman National Park on your next visit to New Zealand, don't think that you. will be disappointed. +Finally I achieved a day of great suffering, when during heavy rain and with no tourist cars on the Takaka road, I was relegated to walking the whole way back to Takaka. In pouring rain it is a miserable road of 33 km and an ascent of 1,000 ft. over Pigeon Saddle. Much to my relief there was a vacancy in a nearby motel for recuperation and drying out. Thank God for tourism! 
-*#-******** + 
-ANNUAL SUBSCRIPTIONS. +Include the Abel Tasman National Park on your next visit to New Zealand. I don't think that you will be disappointed. 
-Members are reminded that annual subscriptions were due and payable as at March this year. Subscriptions may be paid to Jim Vatiliotis (Treaurer) or John Holly in the club rooms or may be posted to Box 4476 G.P.O. Sydney, 2001. Receipts for payments by cheque will not be posted out unless requested. Subscription rates are as follows- + 
-Ordinary member $8.50, Married Couple $10.50, Students $5.00 Non-active member. $1.50 plus $4000 for magazine if required. +---- 
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-BUSHWALKER 15oB +====Annual Subscriptions.==== 
-THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER + 
-June 1976 +Members are reminded that annual subscriptions were due and payable as at March this year. Subscriptions may be paid to Jim Vatiliotis (Treasurer) or John Holly in the club rooms or may be posted to Box 4476 G.P.O. Sydney, 2001. Receipts for payments by cheque will not be posted out unless requested. Subscription rates are as follows- 
-"Say TAh " + 
-WALKS NOTES By Len Newland +Ordinary member $8.50, Married Couple $10.50, Students $5.00, Non-active member $1.50 plus $4.00 for magazine if required. 
-Telephone 4342419 (B) + 
-In order to satisfy curiousity, I can advise that the S.B.W./Dungalla day will be Sa'curday 11th. September, WALKS FOR JULY +---- 
-Test Walks: + 
-2, 3, 4. Mt. Victoria Vio-toria Falls Grose River Bluegum +====Bushwalker Bob.==== 
-Forest Grand Canyon Blackheath, Feature spots are the VictordEa Falls, Bluegum Forest and Grand Canycn.. Last I heard, Hans Beck was rushing to the National Parks and L'ildlife Service for the necessary permit a + 
-9,10. 11, Adama Lookout Bungonia Gorge -,,, Shoalhaven River7 +[Cartoon of bushwalker with a nail through his finger and another bushwalker attending to him with a medical guide.] 
-Blockup Mt. Beck Adams Lookout.. --His third attempt, + 
-Stephen,Knightley will lead all comers throUgh this delightful country, full of ancient steep, deep valleys,, +"Say 'Ah'." 
-Page 22 THE SYDNEY BUSHW,L1LKER June 1976 + 
-18 Waterfall - Neram. Ridge - Polana Brook and cave- Cliff Track - Otford Includes scrub-bashing between easy walks with good scenic views from Poi ana Brook. Ray Carter leads. +---- 
-23,24,25 Carlon's Farm - Carlon's Head - Clear Hill - Wombat Parade - Splendour Rock - Blue Dog - Cox's River - + 
-Tin Pot Track - Canon's Farm. Colossal vi w to Kanangra Walls from one of the finest vantage points in the Blue Mountains: Splendour Rock. Some scrub bashing to Carlon's Head. Leader is Ron Knightley. +=====Walks Notes.===== 
-30,31,1 Carlon's Farm - Breakfast Creek - Mt. Jenolan + 
-Guouogang Konangaroo Clearing - Galong Creek - Carlon's Farm. Another walk in the Blue Mountains this time led by Snow Brown. +By Len Newland. Telephone 43.2419 (B). 
-Weekend Walks: + 
-9,10,11 Patoney's Crown - Tyan Pic. Friday night camp in places unknown. First day: ice breaking, rock scrambling to the top of Patoney's Crown (mesa). Second day: climb with gardening gloves and jeans to the top of Tyan Pic - it's a hit scratchy up there. Ask Ray Hookway to escort you +In order to satisfy curiosity, I can advise that the S.B.W./Dungalla day will be Saturday 11th. September. 
-to these two magnificent 3600 views in the Capertee area. + 
-17,18 Rocklily Ridge - Lawson Ridge. Peter Miller says it's down the track, across the creek and up the other side. Good luck, +====Walks for July.==== 
-Day Walks: + 
-4 Cowan - Bulwa Ridge - Berowra Creek. Spend a quiet Independence Day with Margaret Reid in pleasant bush surroundings close to Sydney. +===Test Walks:=== 
-11 Mt. Hay Road - Lockley's Pylon - Bluegum Forest - and return. Excellent views of the Grose Valley and waterfalls plus beautiful Bluegum. Vic Lewin leads this not difficult up and down walk. + 
-18 Cowan - Jerusalem Bay - Porto Bay Creek - Railway Dam - Brooklyn. A good walk with a bit of railway history. Led by Roy Braithwaite. +|2,3,4|Mt. Victoria - Victoria Falls - Grose River - Bluegum Forest - Grand Canyon - Blackheath. Feature spots are the Victoria Falls, Bluegum Forest and Grand Canyon. Last I heard, Hans Beck was rushing to the National Parks and Wildlife Service for the necessary permit.| 
-25 Glenbrook - Campfire Creek Ironbarks Euroka - +|9,10,11|Adama Lookout - Bungonia Gorge - Shoalhaven River - Blockup - Mt. Beck - Adams Lookout. His third attempt, Stephen Knightley will lead all comers through this delightful country, full of ancient steep, deep valleys.| 
-Mt. Portal - Glenbrook. Euroka Clearing is easily the best picnic spot I have seen. The Blue Mountains bush is beautiful too. See John Holly for details. +|18|Waterfall - Neram Ridge - Polana Brook and cave - Cliff Track - Otford. Includes scrub-bashing between easy walks with good scenic views from Polana Brook. Ray Carter leads.| 
-25 Stenwell Park - Coastal Track - Otford. Tony Denham leads the only seaside walk of the month. +|23,24,25|Carlon's Farm - Carlon's Head - Clear Hill - Wombat Parade - Splendour Rock - Blue Dog - Cox's River - Tin Pot Track - Carlon's Farm. Colossal view to Kanangra Walls from one of the finest vantage points in the Blue Mountains: Splendour Rock. Some scrub bashing to Carlon's Head. Leader is Ron Knightley.| 
-June 1976. THE SYDNEY RUSHWALKER Page 23. +|30,31,1|Carlon's Farm - Breakfast Creek - Mt. Jenolan - Guouogang - Konangaroo Clearing - Galong Creek - Carlon's Farm. Another walk in the Blue Mountains this time led by Snow Brown.| 
-Aug. 1. Woodford - Upper Glenbrook Creek - Sassafrass Gully + 
-- Numantia Creek - Linden. If you can't come on this one, see me anyway - I need walks for the Spring programme. +===Weekend Walks:=== 
-. Wate- fall - Waratah Hill - Tukawa Rill - Engadine. The walk is easy, the bush pleasant, the occasional view enchanting, but unless you are a camel, bring your own water for lunch. Meryl Watman is good company too. + 
-Ski Trips: +|9,10,11|Patoney's Crown - Tyan Pic. Friday night camp in places unknown. First day: ice breaking, rock scrambling to the top of Patoney's Crown (mesa). Second day: climb with gardening gloves and jeans to the top of Tyan Pic - it's a bit scratchy up there. Ask Ray Hookway to escort you to these two magnificent 360° views in the Capertee area.| 
-3, 4 Guthega Pondage - Mt. Twynam - Blue Lake - Watson's Crags +|17,18|Rocklily Ridge - Lawson Ridge. Peter Miller says it's down the track, across the creek and up the other side. Good luck.| 
-- Little Twyham Guth age Pondage. Dust off those skis. Pat McBride is skiing, with a camp at Blue + 
-Lake. This trip is not for thase who have never seen snow. +===Day Walks:=== 
-' + 
-************* ----- +|4|Cowan - Bulwa Ridge - Berowra Creek. Spend a quiet Independence Day with Margaret Reid in pleasant bush surroundings close to Sydney.| 
- , ----, --'1-1 ---- \s) +|11|Mt. Hay Road - Lockley's Pylon - Bluegum Forest - and return. Excellent views of the Grose Valley and waterfalls plus beautiful Bluegum. Vic Lewin leads this not difficult up and down walk.| 
- "-- / 1 C, 1 +|18|Cowan - Jerusalem Bay - Porto Bay Creek - Railway Dam - Brooklyn. A good walk with a bit of railway history. Led by Roy Braithwaite.| 
-,--- ( , +|25|Glenbrook - Campfire Creek - Ironbarks - Euroka - Mt. Portal - Glenbrook. Euroka Clearing is easily the best picnic spot I have seen. The Blue Mountains bush is beautiful too. See John Holly for details.| 
-. h +|25|Stanwell Park - Coastal Track - Otford. Tony Denham leads the only seaside walk of the month.| 
-/ ....- +|Aug. 1|Woodford - Upper Glenbrook Creek - Sassafrass Gully - Numantia Creek - Linden. If you can't come on this one, see me anyway - I need walks for the Spring programme.| 
-All members and non-members of the Sydney BushWalkers +|Aug. 1|Waterfall - Waratah Hill - Tukawa Rill - Engadine. The walk is easy, the bush pleasant, the occasional view enchanting, but unless you are a camel, bring your own water for lunch. Meryl Watman is good company too.| 
-Gourmandizers and Epicurian Club are'advised that: + 
-DINNER BEFORE THE NEXT GENERAL 'MEETING ON WEDNESDAY 14TH, JULY1976 WILL BE AT LOMBARDO'S RESTAURANT, 435 Elizabeth Street Sydney, near Central Railway Station. Food is Italian style. +===Ski Trips:=== 
-TIME: 6.00 p m. + 
-For those who are not acquainted with this activity, it is simply a matter of eating out before monthly general meetings with fellow bushwalkers. If you have any enquiries 9 contact Peter Miller, whose telephone number is 95.2689. +|3,4|Guthega Pondage - Mt. Twynam - Blue Lake - Watson's Crags - Little Twyham - Guthega Pondage. Dust off those skis. Pat McBride is skiing, with a camp at Blue Lake. This trip is not for those who have never seen snow.| 
-******** + 
-'.. I +---- 
-LI + 
-Winter is here. Some snow has fallen on the Snowy Mountains and 'Ianglaufers', or cross-country skiers, are beginning to head south on tours. "Others" resolve to discover the reason for the fanatical behaviour of the ski touring bods. +====S.B.W. Epicurians.==== 
-Rather than write a long dissertation on the practical side of ski touring, prospective cross country skiers could ring me for information at 47,2186 (Monday to Thursday most nights)+ 
 +All members and non-members of the Sydney BushWalkers Gourmandizers and Epicurian Club are advised that: 
 + 
 +Dinner before the next General Meeting on Wednesday 14th. July will be at Lombardo's Restaurant, 435 Elizabeth Street Sydney, near Central Station. Food is Italian style. 
 + 
 +Time: 6.00 p.m. 
 + 
 +For those who are not acquainted with this activity, it is simply a matter of eating out before monthly general meetings with fellow bushwalkers. If you have any enquiries, contact Peter Miller, whose telephone number is 95.2689. 
 + 
 +---- 
 + 
 +====Calling all skiers.==== 
 + 
 +Winter is here. Some snow has fallen on the Snowy Mountains and 'langlaufers', or cross-country skiers, are beginning to head south on tours. "Others" resolve to discover the reason for the fanatical behaviour of the ski touring bods. 
 + 
 +Rather than write a long dissertation on the practical side of ski touring, prospective cross country skiers could ring me for information at 47.2186 (Monday to Thursday most nights). 
 Gordon Broome. Gordon Broome.
-Page 24 THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER June 1976. + 
-*.,11 k 1' +---- 
-7-71+ 
 +====Matches and Hatches.==== 
 One match and two hatches have been brought to our notice this month, thus reinforcing and increasing the bushwalking community somewhat. One match and two hatches have been brought to our notice this month, thus reinforcing and increasing the bushwalking community somewhat.
-As reported on page 3 of this issue, Robin Preston and Peter Scandrettt put their respective signatures on the marriage contract on Saturday 29th. May, enjoying beautiful sunny weather for the reception at the home of Robin's + 
-parents at West Pennant Hills. Incidentally, it is Robin and Peter's wedding which brought us the flannel flower design depicted on page 1, since it was designed specifically for their wedding invitation and place cards. The designer was one of Robin's bridesmaids Leonie, who is a freelance +As reported on page 3 of this issue, Robin Preston and Peter Scandrettt put their respective signatures on the marriage contract on Saturday 29th. May, enjoying beautiful sunny weather for the reception at the home of Robin's parents at West Pennant Hills. Incidentally, it is Robin and Peter's wedding which brought us the flannel flower design depicted on page 1, since it was designed specifically for their wedding invitation and place cards. The designer was one of Robin's bridesmaids Leonie, who is a freelance commercial artist. I think you will agree, it is a beautiful piece of work, and we thank Leonie for her kind permission to use it in our magazine. 
-commercial artist. I think you will agree, it is a beautiful piece of work, and we thank Leonie for her kind permission to use it in our magazine. + 
-The first "Hatch" to be reported was from Dorothy and Alan Pike, who are now the proud parents of a little girl, Alanda. And yon editor's wife Lesley, gave birth to a boy, +The first "Hatch" to be reported was from Dorothy and Alan Pike, who are now the proud parents of a little girl, Alanda. And yon editor's wife Lesley, gave birth to a boy, to whom the handle "Geoffrey Michael" has been attached. Congratulations all round. 
-to whom the handle "Geoffrey Michael" has been attached. Congratulations all round. + 
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-JT; ii- + 
-L.+====Correction.==== 
 Peter Harris has advised us of what he refers to as a "big blunder" regarding maps in his article "Fiordland For Us Aussies" published some issues ago in the Sydney Bushwalker. Peter Harris has advised us of what he refers to as a "big blunder" regarding maps in his article "Fiordland For Us Aussies" published some issues ago in the Sydney Bushwalker.
 +
 Peter advises: Peter advises:
-" The entire area of Fiordland National Park has been covered by 26 topographic maps, at the scale 163360, since the first editions were published in 1974. These maps may be obtained at the Lands Department, Invercargill; or at Park Headquarters, To Anau. 
-The following are the maps requ red for track coverage: 
-Milford Track - N2MS 5122, N2M5 51130 N2MS 5131, IT2MS 5121. Routeburn Track - N2MS 5122. 
-Morain Creek - N2MS 3122. 
-George Sound Track - N2MS 5130.. 
-Dusky Sound.- Lake Hauroko N2MS 3157, N2MS 5158. 
-Dusky Sound -Lake Manapouri N2MS5157, N2MS 5148. Hollyford Valley - N2MS 3122, N2MS S113. " 
  
 +"The entire area of Fiordland National Park has been covered by 26 topographic maps, at the scale 1:63360, since the first editions were published in 1974. These maps may be obtained at the Lands Department, Invercargill; or at Park Headquarters, Te Anau.
 +
 +The following are the maps required for track coverage:
 +
 +Milford Track - N2MS S122, N2MS S113, N2MS S131, N2MS S121.
 +
 +Routeburn Track - N2MS S122.
 +
 +Morain Creek - N2MS S122.
 +
 +George Sound Track - N2MS S130.
 +
 +Dusky Sound - Lake Hauroko - N2MS S157, N2MS S158.
 +
 +Dusky Sound - Lake Manapouri - N2MS S157, N2MS S148.
 +
 +Hollyford Valley - N2MS S122, N2MS S113."
 +
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