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THE SYDgEY B1JSE7ALKER A monthly Bulletin devoted to matters of intarest to The Sydney Bushwalkers, 5 Hamilton Street, Sydney. No.93 SEPTEMBER,1942. Price 3d. ,, Editor: Clare Xiilsella Production: Yvonne Rolfe. Assist.Ed. Grace Jolley Assistant: Alice Wyborn Manager: Alex, Colley Subscriptions: Jo Newland. CONTENTS Page Index 000 e04 Editorial The Man Behind the Counter 000 Tasmanian Holiday .. 00* The Bush Telegraph… On Dogs iff 440 The Bush in Spring… Some Stars in the Northern Sky Our Own Meeting … Federation Notes *00 Letters from Lads 040 Cheering Up the Clubroom 0a0 What Do You Think? 0.0 Voice of the Social Committee We Have Heard Of, 440 Goodman's Advt. 00 Paddy's Advt. efO 000 40. 1 400 1 M.B.B. Jean Harvey 3 Mumbedah 6 Special Reporter 7 Ray Birt 8 Canopus 9 4a4 10 *4* 10 .00 11 “Little* Lulu” 12 4114 13 00 14 O00 15 O0O 15 as* 16 Since taking over the Editorship of the Sydney Bushwalker, it has been my policy to obtrude myself as little as possible in its pages but rather to encourage others, especially those who have never written for it before, to do so. With the exception of one article, written I regret to say under a nomdeplume, (Had I not called myself Lyrebird who would have believed me?), I have not until now written anything for the paper. But I would like in this issue to say that I have not attempted to limit the scope of the articls submitted, While I may not necessarily agree with the sentiments or ideas ex-pressed, I consider that these articles have been written by club members, men and women of mature age and that the Sydney Bush walker should be an avenue of free expression for members. Owing to the exigencies of war, many people are unable to go into the bush, unable to come into the clubroom; the clashing of stalwarts no longer cheers our meetings but the pages of the magazine are still available for the sl)ontaneous burblings of the irres-oonsible, the gauntletthrowing of belligerents or the calm refleotions of the more soberminded. 2. You may not like some fonds this exli:rosion take; some jria bore you, others irritate you but remember, the writers are -eo.-)le actively in- terested and ask yourself - “That have I done for ih zinc. 74vA can I do in the future?” You may be too busy to go wlking, - but the :0,, are fuw who can and walks articles must of necessity become fewr. If cao maLyzio *s to survive, other articles will have to be written, 'here are many mWics apart from walks which concern bus hwalking, of interest to some if not all members and in which you might be something of an expert. Criticism is welcome but this, whether favourable or unfavourable, is useleso without co-oreration. Thu magazine is yours. Don't only read it. V:rito for it TEE EDITOR. THE MAN BEHIND Tilt COUNTER M.D.B. A hard-worked member of the Federation's Conservation Subcommittee had got an ocrually hard-worked member of the Lands Department to strew the counter with maps. They 1-1,.:re parish mapsof the Blue Liountains and her object was to pick out as large an area as she decently could for the Dorutation to place before the Minister as suitable for reservo tion. There were some crytic pencillings on one ma). “Could you tell me what these moan?” she asked politely. “Oh, it's no use your applying to take up that land for settlement”; he said brusquoly,“that'll all be reserved for public 1-creation.” ;Ul re you quite sure I couldn't get it for a farm?“ she asked innocently. Certainly not, you're only wasting your time.” 'J:oz he surprised that she seemed very pleased about it? As a result of th.2 de-,)utation there arc more -oencil notes on those maps. They stretch from Rocky Tops, King George, Bilpin to lTentuorth Creek, and they also embrace the country south of Glenbrook to the r'arraganba. True, all that the Deputation ha; done is to get the lands earmarked for consideration after the 17ar. But it is gratifying to know that any one, who wants to filch them in the meantime, will receive no encouragement from the man behind the counter. …..M.7. 3. TA,T1P.ZIA:T HOLIDAY Extract from letter from Jean Harvey As you may guess, we had a heavenly fourteen days in Tasmania and crammed every day with as much as we could. Had quite an intersting clrive into Launceston, what struck us first were the hawthorn hedges, of varying heights from 3 to 25 ft, all in full berry and not much greenery about. These hedges are used as wind breaks and are very pretty especially as they are alternated with gorse hedges which at the present time are in full yellow bloom. Spent two whole days in Launceston, most of the time in the Cataract gorge - not unlike Glenbrook in formation - with an amazing volume of water roaring over the rocks. In one of the openings in the gorge, about half a mile from the entrance to Launceston Harbour, the Council has seen fit to cultivate fern pines of varying sorts, interspersed with the greenest patches of lawn over which strut 1)eacocks, not a whit disturbed by human beings, The sides of the cultivated parts are set with hundreds of daffodils and the place must be a picture in the spring. -Visited the Museum, which Tart from the usual collection, has a joss house which was actually used by Chinese up the East Coast of the isle and is, I believe, the only one in captivity. Brian tried to get a snap of the same but the lighting was disappointing. At 8 a m. on the Tuesday morn we set off in the service car for Hobart, via the Great Lake. Went over some wonderful mountain country all well over 4000 feet, and at 4;30 the car dropped us at Rainbow Chalet, Breona, right at the top of the Great Lake. The snow lay on the ground and went to our heads, we hurriedly changed and out into the wind to see -what we could see. Caine in to lunch starving, wet of foot and frozen but only gave ourselves time to eat and out again, this time to climb one of the many peaks which surround the lake. The lake itself is a huge affair, so large that you can't see across to the end - 130 miles in circumference. Our peak gave us quite a goodly view and there we clambered about, mostly over . slippery, icy boulders, all the afternoon and during the windy gusts took refuge on the lee sides of the rocks. Quite a little snow fell while we gazed and gazed and we were very glad to get inside and dry off. Unfortunately we had only arranged to stay one night and the car picked us up on the Wednesday morn and took us on. We changed cars at a scream of a place called Bronte. It's a wooden hut; a picture of a fellbw in a huge sombrero lent the walls colour. It's said to be the coldest place in Tasmania and certainly lived up to its reputation. Saw a huge mound in the distance, said to be Frenchman's Cap, all glistening in tho sun and we've promised ourselves a visit there next time. On we went through some lovely bushland, ablaze with heath, shoulder high, and lunched at Ouse (pronounced Oose please, just to be different) and then crossing and re-crossing the Ouse River, through luscious green valleys and grassy mountain (sheep country) into the lovely Derwent valley. It's so lovely you just look and close your eyes and try to capture the picture for all time. This brought us through New Norfolk, past the Newsprint Plant, Cadbury's and numerous other factories, into Hobart, the prettiust of cities, with Mt. Wellington behind and its harbour in front. It reminded me very much of Sydney, even the shops are alike though of course on a smaller scale, Hobart even has ferries, small editions of the Manly ferries and of course we went across to the other side. Visited the Tourist Bureau for information and had just left its portals when we ran right into John Harvey. Much handshaking and talking ensued and we became frequent visitors to the Harvey home. John took us along to the Hobart Walking Club and they arranged a walk up the Mount for Sunday. Set off bright and early, clad in breeches and long sox, and half way up (4100 ft, above sea level) ran into a snow storm which became a blizzard as we went higher. It was so wild that all ideas of reaching the summit were abandoned and we took refuge in the club's hut not far below the elusive top. Spent a pleasant two hours there in front of a roaring fire regaling and being regaled and after burninc the feet out of my sox (moral, don't play with fire) descended from the mount in the lega only. We were pretty tired and footsore i as you may well imagine but we were determined to reach the top; so rather unwillinglyr though neither would admit it, we caught the noon bus next day to The Ferns, about half way up but around the other side of the hut from Sunday's climb. After lunching heartily, we both tucked away huge meals the whole holiday) we set out and after many slippings and slidings in the drifts managed to make the summit, to be met by a party of skiers and a howling gale. Didn't stay too long admiring the view which was fragmentary owing to the mist (there's always a mist on or over Wellington) and stumped on frozen feet to The Pines again, wh..:re we picked up the bus and in half an hour were back home again. Took several tram rides, including one in a double decker. Those trams are open to the four winds on top and sway and jump alarmingly – quite a thrill in fact to watch and see if the tram will make the bend. We spent our last one and a half days at Port Arthur, a really delightful place whore one could spend weeks on end, lovely old ruins hiding a hideous part and the loveliest gums you could wish for. These Tasmanian gums have a pinkish tinge in their bark and the effect is very beautiful. SPRING COMES TO AUSTRALIA From wEarth Xindredn by James Dovany On the memories shore Of old Mediterranean She did stand Suddenly still, facing the south once more, Her eyes softened with memories of a grand Lovely and lone old land Where the bush listened: banks whose blooms were oler. This beach without its birds, the unnested tr.), Whizpered and waited all the wide bush o'er - Thenrslowly south moved She.
Ah, then - then it began- The joyous mustering of her migrant clan: The hosting swifts swooped in the upper air, And snipes and whimbrels from a far Japan Gathered; the turnstones congregated there; Godwits,,oter solitary ways, From desolate, dark Laplandfs bare, Ice-bound, abandoned bays; Out of the white unknownness of the north Came arrowing forth Grey plovers, knots and stints and sanderlingS, Sandpipes on brave, brown, impetuous wings, From bleak Siberian tundras, many a one, From frozen Arctic shores without a name. Lit coldly by the midnight sun, They heard her call and came, Her wild, world-winging retinue that led With screams of joy her all-triumphant way, As eager children romp ahead Calling on our too-laggard steps to haste Southward She came, though fain to dally a day Now here, now there, Wayward and wanton everywhere; Even the outworn old Egyptian waste Flushed faintly at her passing, for She shed Laughter and light the land and ocean o'er; In the blue skies above, white clouds sailId on before, Till once again, In midway isles beneath the tropic sun, Her brightest couriers joined the train Of their long wished for, long awaited one - The brilliant rainbow bird, the blue Kingfisher, and the shining bronlie cuckoo. Over the outspread-isles to friendlier skies And eagerly She comes, Dreaming of hills whereon the blue haze lies, Knowing Soon Sho will see the old familiar gums, Soon she will see the palms of Queensland growing. G. THE BUSH TELEGRAPH. by “Humbedah”. It came to pass about three ye-xs ago that a certain young lady lay languishing between her blankets in the suburb of X, while her friend was away on a weekend trip, It was a beautiful moonlight night and quite suddenly there sounded the patter of raindrops outside. On rising and going to the window she found that no rain was falling and quickly jumped back into bed only to hear the rain again, and taking fright, covered her head with the blankets The bells of St,Y's church struck ten. The afternoon was sunny and the air exhilarating as the party walked to Clear Hill on that afternoon on “the official weekend”, Glen Pephael reached the walkers boiled the billy and grilled their steak - there were no vegetarians in the party, thank Heaven and s:-)on were settled down by the friendly campfire. About eight o'clock, up came the mountain mist and the leader became uneasy about the weather, On ouestioning the prospeotives (who had come unheralded) it was discovered that they did not carry a tent, notwithstanding all warnings about telling the leader of their Intention to be present on the walk. As they discussed shelter for the night, light rain began to fall, not sufficient to drive the party under cover, as they were able to sit by the fire until about half past ten, As with all goad leaders, it was his resonsfbility for the safety and health of his charges, and he was indeed preoccupied with the -Problem of accommodation, particularly as the rain comnlenced to be of the horizontal type, being in a windy spot. Sardining five into a two-man tent, the party put in a reasonably dry night; and awoke to find the sun poking through the clearing mist, to shine forth in a short time and gladden their hearts and to soften the feelings of the leader, On so on went the “official”. Not it happened that the leader and the certain lady had arranged to endeavour to transmit thoughts at 10 p m, that night, the leader being of the idea that he would be in the responsive mental condition at ten O'clock lying quietly in his little tent after all had retired, but the campfire had proved attractive even with the descending dampness, and his uwpermost thoughts (and curses) were with the unex,eected rain - yes; there was rain in those days up there. Any thoughts transmitted by the young lady were Tost in the ether, but it goes to prove be eond doubt that the transmission of messages is possible in the bush today amongst members, a practiee which was and still is, highly developed by the black-fellows whose country we enjoy. It is very interesting to note that the victorious result of a famous Jack Johnson fitht in New York was known in the Congo many miles inland before the news was telegraphed. As an adj#net to our many bush-walking attributes, Set might prove a fascinating sideline if a few of our members tried out an experiment of this nature and published their results in the magazine for mutual interest of the “leader” and the “certain young lady” concerned in the foregoing, It is an essential part of the contract that absolute peace and quietness should reign as the two parties endeavour to “tranaait”, otherwise noise and 'hatter distract the powers of concentration necessary to think of the other person and nothing else. Letts hear how it goes/ 7. ON DOGS In the Juno issue “Ginger Pup” asked, “Is anybody able to tell me why certain ridges on the mountains are called 'The Dogs'.” For two issues we waited for someone to tell us. Nobody did. The prestige of the “Bushwalker” was at stake. So we called in our extra-seocial reporter and said to him “Go: find the answer to Ginger Pup' t question.” And he went - straight to Myles Dunphy. As he asked the question we thought we heard a faint whirring noise as that wonderful automatic filing system, located somewhere between Myles eyes. and his right forefinger, clicked into gear. (:;e suspect that this anatomical wonder occupied the space. devoted to bone in our own cranial cavity). Then Myles spoke, and the answer came out,in perfect order and precision of detail. This is what he slid: Before the region now known as the Wild Dog Mountains ws mapped there were only two points named at all. These were th. Black Dog Rock (at the foot of the Black Dog track) and Mount Mouin. TTiouin“ is ah aboriginal name, the meaning of which Myles could not trace,so he took it to stand for the original blackfellow. The only other named place being Black Dog rock, and the fact that dingos were veihy 'prevalent there, gave him the idea of naming the surrounding mbuntains and ridges as different kinds of dogs, which might be imagined as belonging to the Blackfellow “Mouin”. So the mountains south of T.:ouin were called “Warrigal”(native name for dog)“Dingo”,and, between the twolthat flat clear little plateau,often likened to ,a cricket Ditch, was named Merri-merrigal (Merrie,dog; gal place of many dogs). Thus native names for dogs were used for the nearby mountains. The ridges running from these mountains to the Cox were namedIsterting from the Black Dog and going westlas follows: Black,Red,White,Grey9Spotted,Brown,Yellow,Brindle, Blue and Bad Dog(cant get off this one)-Some extra spurs from these were named Blue Pup,Brindle Pup,Yellow Pup,Brown Pup,and Kelpie Rock: The gorge between Harry's River and Kenangra River was called Merri-Ganowry Gorge. It means the tribal ground of all the dinzos. But why, you may ask, amongst so many dogs, is there a “Black Horse Gap?” This was named because of an old Black Horse who used to graze there in his old age, and come up against your tent for shelter when the wind blew cold. This explanation would have satisfied a common Bushwalker, but not so our super XX special re,eorter. He went further - to the Roots, and the Roots. knew. He knew how the Black Dog got its name. One of the original Canons wanted a route to take his cattle across the Wils Dog Mountains instead of right round the big bend of the Cox, so he asked an aboriginal to show him the way known to the natives. The aboriginal took him up the Black Dog Ridge,and at the top the peTspiring Mr.Carlon exclaimed “Thats a black dog of a place”! Evidently in those days the lingua Australia had not got beyond the one syllable stage, And if this doesn't satisfy you, Ginger Pup, we refer you to Vial Rootsi article in the 1935 Bushwalker Annual. If this is not enough we refer you to the Mitchell Library, and, if you want to know more, we refer you (in the words of Stephen Leacock) so far that you'll never get back agrin. TiE BUSH IN SPRING Ray Birt. “11here fountains sing and many waters meet, October comes with blossom trammelled feet, She sheds green glory by the wayside rills, And clothes with ;1-ace the haughtyfeatured hills. She is the Queen of all the year. She brings The pure chief beauty of our Southern springs.” As one walks amidst the scrub at the present time, the above lines of Kendall's are brbught forcibly to one's mind, for October surely “clothes with grace the Waughtyfeatured hilisT. It is an recurring won3e.2 to me, that so mach beauty can arise from such barrenness. Among the flowers that cover the slopes vrith a veil of loveliness this month is Kunzea Canitata (Pink buttons) named after Gustav Kunze a botanist of Leipzig, The flowers are in rounded heads the petals and numerous stamens, the latter twice or three times as long as the former, being a 'purplish pink. The stem of the plants have a spindly growth. Patersonia Glabrata (Wild Iris; is named after Colonel William Paterson who did very good work in Australian botany in the 19th century. The stem of this plant grows to a height of 3 to 6 inches, with two rows of narrow spreading leaves, hairy at the base. The protecting outer bracts are narrow and from 1 to 2 inches long and oLten slightly silkyhaired. Each flower bud is still further Protected by a snail scaly bract and the flowers, purply blue in colour, usually blossom singly, twisting yp and fading after a few hours. Now weccoe to the King of the bush flowers Telopea Speciosissima(Waratah) The large showy head is not one flower but consists of numerous small flowers which are closely arranged in alternate pairs on the thickened end of the stem. Theflower buds are protected by small bracts and the whole head is surrounded by large coloured bracts, which are a prominent fe=.ture of this species. The flowers are on short curved stalks and the 4 petals are joined into an irregular tube-4 split on the outer side, through which the long, curved pistil protrudes, The 4 stamens are on the lobes of the petals which hold the end of the pistil fast until the pollen is rite. Then the lobes open and roll back, revealing the stamens and the released pistil springs almost upright, its end covered with lightly clinging grains of pollen. Waratahs are very well sup')lied with honey and so offer a great attraction for bees, insects and the Honeysuckle birds. The name Waratah is of aboriginal origin. Telopea is taken from the Greek Telopos seen from afar which is well namedIfor the conspicuous heads of crimson flowers on the tall slender stems are a striking feature in the bush. Boronia Serrulata CNative Rose.) The popular name evidently alludes to the close cltIster of pink flowers which grow on the end of each branch and have such a strong aromatic scent. The name is, of course, a misnomer, but too wide spread for correction. The specific name is given in descrintion of the regular saw like edges of the leaves, which are almost square and about + inch long. They are regu- larly arranged in erect overlapping pairs which mostly hide the stem. The edges are saw like and the oil dots most distinct. Closely clustered flowers terminate each branch and the four incurved petals overlap in the bud. The Doronias were named in memory Of Francis Borone, an Italian,who lost his life while plant- collecting in Greece. Space does not permit of many others which are in bloott but the study of those mentioned will I am sure give great pleasure to hit who has eyes to'see and afford much needed relaxation in these times of stress. by “Canopus” The diagram below shows some of the more brilliant stars in the Northern Sky. The stars shown will be in the positions indic6ted at 9 p m (daylight saving time) on Oct. 2nd. The plan is a small scale one, the highest star, Altair, being about two-thirds of the way between the horizon and the zenith (directly overhead). The triangle joining Altair, Vega and alpha Cygni (the brightest star of Cygnus) will help you to pick out the remaining stars. The constellation Cygnus (the swan) is directly North. To the West of it is Vega, the brightest star in the Northern hemisphere, but dnly the . fourth brightest seen in the Southern hemisphere, It is part of tha constellation Lyra, Lyra was the harp Apollo gave to his son Orpheus, One of the Argonauts. The muses taught Orpheus to play this rharp so sublimely that its melOdies moved even the beasts, the trees and the rocks.- The constellation does not look like a harp, Vega being the only bright star in it. The bright star Altair, is in the constollatioquila, tl/e Eagle. Aquila was sent by Jupiter to carry Ganymede from Mount Ida:tchoOlympus, where he was made cup-bearer to the Immortals. Aquila is imagined as flying across the celestial river - the Milky Way. Altair ia one of our “neighbours”, being only 16 light years away. To the East, and slightly below Altair is Delphinus, the dolphin, This little group of stars readily suggests the curved shape of a dolphin (porpoise) leaping out of the water. Altair Delphinus *Vega *1 k - a Cygni - v 4. V AP'
Nyrth The Horizon 10, AT OUR OWN M=ING A letter was received from the Rangers' le-Igue inviting any Club members who would like to become rangers to join the League. The Services Committee are short of Penguin books, digests etc. and would like members to send in any they can get hold of. The Coast and Mountain Walkers are opposed to the erection of a hostel at Marley. It is their opinion that the structure will be inimical to the walking fraternity and is not in accord 'with the purpose of national parks. The C.M.W. asked our club for support in its opposition. The matter was discussed at some length. Flo Allsworth told us that the hostel would accommodate 20 people, that it would be fitted with beds and cooking facilities, and was for overnight accommodation only. No roads would be made to it, tracks only being allowed. Mouldy Harrison questioned whether a building was permissible in a reserve for flora and fauna, but Marie Byles pointed out that the National Park is for public recreation, and so long as any member of the public can join the Hostels movement, the hostel is permissible. The President said that the Federation anticipated a large increase in the number of walkers due to the shortage of tennis and golf balls. Laurie Rayner and Wal Roots thought that bushwalkers should take the lead rather than follow late in the hostels movement, in fact Laurie suggested sending a bushwalker to the hostel every week end to teach appreciation of the bush. It was decided not to support the C.M.W. protest. The Presid_nt drew attention to the subscription being raised by the Club towards the erection of a fence at Garrawarra. 7Te have promised -Z10 and lb o Allsworth is collecting. Fred Kennedy and Beryl English were elected room stewards, for the ensuing two months. -7 ^ FEDEnATION NOTES. Several of the matters brow3ht up at the last Federation Meeting were discussed at our own half-yearly meeting and are reported in our own notes. The new Assistant Secretary of the Federation has resigned but her place has been taken by Miss Tony Day. The Federation has decided to hold its Annual Camp again this year and Fitzgerald's Creek, the same -.place as last year was finally chosen. The- date is yet to be fixed. Tal Roots is the organizer with the -)ower of co-opting.
LOST STOLEN or STRAYED! Dunk's Diary entitled “The Wanderings of Winifred” cannot be found and Dunk can't remember who has it. If this notice should catch the eye of the culptit - well he or she will know where to return it. 11, LETTERS YROM TiE LADS AND LASSES Letters this month were received from - Geoff Higson, Bill Burke, Jack Debert Betty Prude from the S.D., in addtion to seven letters from members of other clubs. Jack Debets's letter came to us from Northern Queensland where he was waiting for something to toJJ:e him to “places overseas”. In the meanwhile he was thoroughly enjoying the beauties of the North “Only returned two hours ago from a heavenly two day stay on Magnetic Island. Gkorious almost full moon- light nights, Swaying eocoanut palms. Perfect sun risings. Vivid Reskett's Blue water. Beautiful bays with refreshing weter that never gets below 70 F. Silver seas in the bright moonlight. Birdlife galore. All sorts of new varieties. Bird watching. Sun baking, swimming, just loafing. 'baking for miles. Climbing hills. Plant life is super. Bougainvilleas, poincianas, crotons of every con- ceivable hue, pandanas, palms, kapok trees, at present displaying a pretty yellow flower which lights up the country, scalyphas, Norfolk Island and Hoop Pines, gums, casuarinas, in fact everything we have in Sydney plus a hell of a lot more.” Bill Burke's letter had quite a lot of it cut away by the censor, here is some which was left:- “Apart from the training, life here has been very uninteresting over the past ix weeks. Spent a weak in Tel Aviv, during which I did practically nothing. Surfing and sun baking on the shores of the blue Mediterranean with an occasional boating trip on the Yarkan river was about the sum total of it all. I set off with great plans, a trip up country to Nabluslplus a day or two at one of the community settlements, but a couple of days loafing in the sun took all the energy out of me. The training at the moment is very interesting, but the man with the scissors will only cut it out if I attempt to describe it, so will leave it entirely alone. The present camp is over so much bettet,than the previous one, a bit of dust when the wind becomes a little fierce, but nothing compared with the s:nd that used to blieht our lives. Leaving the sand behind we also left the fleas. Our mess is claimed to be the best in the Middle East and I'm inclined to believe it. He's not a cook, he's a wizard, judging by the meals he turns out. The:s7 were Al when the unit was full up, but now our numbers are so small anything is liable to haePen. About the only thing he hasn't produced up to date is a cake and it wouldn't surprise me to see one of them. The worst of the hot weather is over now, the nights gradually Letting cooler. The rock melon season has come and gone. They are lovely while they last; far better than the ones produced at home, but unfortunately the climate is so hot that the season only lasts from two to three weeks.. However the waten lelons and the eeranes are still with us, so we are not entirely deserted, The melons '.re not so good as those back home, but we gorge ourselves on them just the s-me. It is great when out on a route march to stop by a melon patch for the tEn minute rest period.” Geoff Hison says: “The training is very interesting but is only the start of things to come later. I7e have had one two day trek, one three day trek, Test bushwalking on a war footing. The surrounding country is pretty if taken from a scenic point of view, but when you have to run up a mountain over 1000 ft. high the Scenery loses a lot of its glamour. 12. CHEERING UP TH: CLUB ROOM “Little Lulu”. We were thinking T and me that Something should be done about making our Club room an 'ome from Tome, that it needed a few feminine touches, such as a floral frill around the base of the blackboard. We thought “After all, it may be tough not having a man around the home, but it's much worse not having a home around the man”. On going into the matter we find a surprisingly long and somewhat contradictory list of requirements but never fear, all tastes are provided for. 1. T. wants a lot of oddly shaped nooks and corners with concealed lighting, (so concealed as to be practically invisible). G.wants much brighter lights and a chandelier covered with those jolly little dangling prisms. 3. Easy chairs for sleeping in comfort at general meetings. Ear pads to be fitted at the back of each chair to shut out (a) neighbours who start snoring (b) talkers who become boring. 4. A revolving dome for the committee room with sliding panels for escape of hot air and so that the committee can improve the shining hour by studying the shining orbs. Suggestion that dome already supplied by Roley,ruled out as exaggeration,besides his only revolves at the sight of certain colours, such as redheads (females only). 5. As a long standing member of the N.O.C. I pit in a secial request for a sound proof room for either (a) the lecturer or (b) the Noises-off Club. 6. Coloured chalk for writing up walks. The walks secretary to use special code (see bdlow) thus warning his friends (if any) as to character of leader (if any). Red for “Time Bomb Bushwalkers” in fact for any early risers and late Setters. Green And how. Purple. Likes to languish lilylike among violets and other pansies, on soft green campsite by the river's brim (see Wordsworth etc) To be tolerated in summer time only. White. Believes that the S.B..Flannol flower is the white flower of a spotless life, insists on washing self, clothes and billies on all unimaginable occasions. Appears to be haunted by what Lady Macbeth said to her dog “Out damned spot”. 7. A revolving rim to the floor This starts to move automatically at a reasonable hour, and ends in an escalator which tips you into the street. Instead of long drawn good-byes from 10 till midnight, you simply stop (or are pushed) on to it, and all is over (Whope). We have had to censor the rest but you see the idea, we offer it free of charge to such really inventive folk as “Glowworm” who might be able to make a little pocket money bu it, in addition to the said worm's already enormous income from blackmail. 13. WHAT DO YOU THINK ? CHARLES JONES replying to MUMBEADH One would expect that contributors to this magazine, having in mind the present paper shortage, would at least acquaint themselves with their subject before wasting half a page on personal abuse and useless destructive criticism involving a subject of which their very words reveal their. ignorance. It is not my intention to occupy valuable space participating in a wordy battle as to the pros and cons of the Club's affiliations - least of all with someone who hides behind a non de plume. The club has discussed and decided -the 0 question of affiliation with the National Youth Parliament is settled. One point of the article under review calls however, for a word in reply. Strange as qt may seem to Mumbedah and his ilk I have no proprietary rights on this organization, in fact have had no dealings with it except on S.B.W.business. I trust that our friend, who flatteringly chooses me as a subject for the somewhat venomous scribings of his doubtless capable pen,will in future either acquaint himself with his subject or else “stick to walking”. MARIE KINSELLA: “Mumbedah” is interested in Conservation, but he obviously knows nothing of the aims of the Youth Parliament or he would not so distainfully dismiss it as an embryo Hitler Youth Movement. If, instead of burying his head in the sands of mental erosion,he took even a slight interest in progressive movements around him, he would see that the objects of his organization are to interest the youth of Australia in all problems concerning the country's welfare. “Mumbedah” stresses the importance of conservation, if he had a little more knowledge of movements and their influence,he would realize that if he wants people to become “conservation conscious”,all avenues of influence should be explored. Perhaps the Youth Parliament is not particularly interested in Conservation at the moment, but where we have a body of young people who are sufficiently in- terested in their own country and the problems that confront it to-day to give time and energy to their Consideration, would it not be wise to interest and influence them in the great question of Conservation. Who knows that the delegates of the Youth Parliament of to-day may not be the Politicians of to-morrow? WHAT DO YOU THINK ? PURITAN WRITES: BUSHWALKERS WHAT IS HAPPENING TO CUR COMRADESHIP? The “What do you think”? Section of this Magazine was introduced to help people to discuss, putzling problems and questions of interest to them, but it - is degenerating into a sparring ground for Personalities and rantings. Let us put an end to this: “The Club” has always stood to us as a place of good companionship. All our political and other opinions were of little importance against the background of Adventurashared, of hardship endured together on trips, of the excitement of exploration - against our joY in the beauty of the bush in Spring, of views among the mountains, of the eAtreme pleasure we felt in wandering along shady rivers in Sum,er listening to the sighing of the breeze in the Casuarinas and the song of the birds. These are the things that matter so much to us; these are the fundamental things that do not change though civilizationsecrumble and Social systems fail! It is hard for those of us who can't go into the bush often now, to keep 14. our sense of proportion, but the Comradeship of Bushwalking is a rare and precious thing and it is worth all the effort any of us can make to preserve harmony in our Magazine and in our Club MUMBEDAH writes: Bill Hall hit the nail on the head in May issue when he stated the personal enjoyment of the member derived from walking was paramount in Club affairs. No truer words have been written. There is a large percentage who have joined only to gain knowledge of country otherwise closed to them and to enjoy th a social getherings on Friday nights, but who are loth to accept an official position in the club or lend a hand at a working bee. Others have joined because the club has been a means to get into the bush to study say, botany and the like, but we don't see them rushing as a Federation delegate. It is about time a lot of us romembered that as a member we should inculcate the same club spirit as our founders, which is now sadly lacking, and push aside our self-interests, Our prospective members should be acquainted that we are striving (and have striven) to hold the country they will enjoy walking in if they become members, and that the club does not want them simply because they are caught with the idea of wearing the Flannel Flower. Good on you Bill, keep the flag flyingl IMPORTANT DATES FOR YOUR SOCIAL CALENDAR. OCTOBER 16th THE BUSHVIALKER SERVICES COMMITTEE WILL ENTERTAIN. (Friday) This will be a BIG EVENTL taking the place of our Annual Concert. OCTOBER 30th EPIDIASCOPE NIGHT (Friday) Don't disappoint us, Photographers: (7e know you won't). NOVEMBER 27th “FIJI TODAY”, A talk by MISS ESME BROV1N. (Friday) On Edna Garrad's Test walk along Kangaroo Creek a few weeks ago, no less than three peo-ae's shorts developed serious and alarming splits. They were, the vry best pair of Ruby Payne-Scott, the second best pair of Ron Baker, and the fourth best pair of Joan Atthill (swank) All this remember only THREE MONTHS AFTER RATIONING !!! What will we be wearing THENTY YEARS AFTER ??? Let your imagination and your ingenuity run riot and come to the CHRISTMAS PARTY, (Club room, Friday 18th December), in the type of outfit you calculate Bushwalkers will be wearing AFTER TWENTY YEARS OF RATIONING. (Advt.) DOREEN HELMRICH, SOCIAL SECRETARY. 15. WE HAVE HEARD. The John Harveys and the trian Harveys have been wintering on the snow slopes of Mt. Wellington and have enjoyed the hospitali6y of the Hobart T:ialking Club. The Hobartians too, have been feeling the pinch loss if active walkers through mobolization and the closure of their favourite eyries through lack of petrol. (John Harvey has boon starting the Hobartians by wearing his shorts in the snow, while the more acclimatized “Taswegians” appear in their breeches.)
Congratulations and our best wishes to Marie Urquart and Les Harpur who were married recently. We hope Les will not be too busy in the new home to flatten out some dints in a pile of billies welve been saving up for him to hel in our austerity campaign. Rita Stanford, tall and slim in her blue '2.A.F.Is uniform was seen in the club recently. She and Betty Pr:de are at the same station but so far Betty has not been able to manage a visit. Others whom we seldome see wore Arthur Salmon, paying a flying visit to the city and Ken Matthews who has lost pounds and pounds and pounds, and is thinking of having an extra coat made of the cloth not how filled up in his waistcoat. Being ao fighting fit he threatens to come in and live :1 up the monthly meetings. FOR ALL YOUR PHOTOGRAPHIC REQUIREMENTS and for EXCELLENT DEVELOPING WORT and ENLARGING SERVICE GOODMAN BROS. @ 20 Hunter Street, Sydney '(Opp.Wynyard) Tel. B. 3438 kt C,) SPRING IS HERE. “X Battalion V.D,C, will consider themselves a Japanese landing forc(- mhu have 61,cueHdee, in landing cLt Ding Deng Reach and taker possesEion of the heightc around Trig map ref. 734421. Y and Z Inf. BattalionE; will attempt to dislodge them”, So ran thc: ecleed, The In,'.cD2ig ence Section was looking for a suitabL: C,PLQ (Observation Pos), “The end of this spur should ba -,nr(-4ttj EDod” Eaid the -sargeant, but our thoughts alsal has straynd How could we he) it. All around Nature was saying “Let's forget war aLd :'oughts. Spring is here”. Tender green foliage was bestarred with flowers, Boronia of three or fou-: varieties like miniature flowering peach trees, dylwinnias ablaze with their yellow blossoms and shyly peeping from tufted crevices were Blackeyes Susans. Every bare patch had clumps of wild Iris: delicate blooms challenging the austerity of their surroundings. Hal Austerity. That's the word. We'll need it all before we have dispelled the menace which threatens our homeland. “Yes Sarge. This spot looks pretty good. Let's have a look at the visibility from that rock over there”. 17. It is possible to mix a little bush walking with our war effort. PADDY PALLIN CAMP GEAR FOR WALKERS. 327 George Street SYDNEY 'Phone B.3101,