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 ====== Social Notes for November ======
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-The social programme shows two important events this month. The first is the presentation of a number of excellent slides by Mr. E. Slater on the 18th, and the second is Ira Butler's film night, featuring the Grose Valley, on the 25th0
+The social programme shows two important events this month. The first is the presentation of a number of excellent slides by Mr. E. Slater on the 18th, and the second is Ira Butler's film night, featuring the Grose Valley, on the 25th.
-Of course you all know by now that the Xmas Party will be held
-at C.U.S.A., third floor, on Wednesday, 14th DeceIrber, Tickets are 8/8, obtainable •from me or Jean Harvey. I would like the folk who are interested to purchase tickets at least a week before the eent, so that figures for catering will be as accurate as possible. Tables can be arranged if the necessary information is given to me. The Social Committee can guarantee you a bumper night.
+Of course you all know by now that the Xmas Party will be held at C.U.S.A., third floor, on Wednesday, 14th December, Tickets are 8/8, obtainable from me or Jean Harvey. I would like the folk who are interested to purchase tickets at least a week before the event, so that figures for catering will be as accurate as possible. Tables can be arranged if the necessary information is given to me. The Social Committee can guarantee you a bumper night.\\
-- E. Strott.pn,
+- E. Stretton,\\
 Social Secretary.
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 CAN YOU HELP?
-Stop being one of the forty odd unfinancial members and spare the Treasurer from the debtor's prison. You may post cheques, money orders or postal notes to G.L. Webb, 4 Mt.Tgarwisk, Holbrook Avenue, Kirribilli.
+Stop being one of the forty odd un-financial members and spare the Treasurer from the debtor's prison. You may post cheques, money orders or postal notes to G.L. Webb, 4 Mt.Warwick, Holbrook Avenue, Kirribilli.
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 By "Billy the Gook".
-It was only when I collected the cook that I learned we weren't going over Barrington. Peter has found a new ridge callud the Mt. Royal Range?' I was told. I was just working up to a terrible rage and choler when I realised the rest of the food party had all the meat and immediately calmed down. Eve led Adam astray with an apple but this is the first time she has tried two loin chops.
+It was only when I collected the cook that I learned we weren't going over Barrington. Peter has found a new ridge called the Mt. Royal Range I was told. I was just working up to a terrible rage and choler when I realised the rest of the food party had all the meat and immediately calmed down. Eve led Adam astray with an apple but this is the first time she has tried two loin chops.
-So off we went to Scone, which part of the journey is best left unmentioned. At Scone we stretched our contorted limbs and settled down in a brand new bus, till the famous halfway house at Gundi was reached, Where an obliging hostess drew beers all round (or nearly all round) as the sun came up. By tleis time the heroic adventurers for Mt. Royal had precipitated themselves to the back of the bus where the map was produced - for the first time I fear - and the relative merits of North and South arm of StewartTs Brook were discussed. Woman's intuition was discarded and we took the North arm with the main party.
-The canny bus driver would not with his new bus go past Belltrcos and we were pacTzd into an old claptrap which rocked and bucketted its way up Stewart's Brook till, with a groan and a grunt • it tipped us out for a breakfast of Aspros and eggs.
-Inlejsurely fashion we wandered up the ridge to Breakfast Hut where, parad=ically, we had lunch. Here the adventurers, looking somewhat less heroic, bade farewell to Bernie and his :7/-barites and pushed into the unknown. Reaching the crest of the first ridge we saw that we would have to go down into the South Arm. Zo, grasping the map in one hand and a wire fence in the other, we set off for the water. By 4 we had reached a point on Stewa/t7s Brook several miles from whore we had loft the bus at 9. Quito good going.
-Having seen enough of Stewart's Brook we decided to leave it and rushed up the first ridge we could find. When it grew dark
-we decided to camp and look for water. Three of as set out in three different directions. I gave up after half an hour; Peter went further and climbed a long way down to a cl,eek, while Harry Snowdon, who wanted a swim, went back to Stewart7s Brook.
-The loin chops which had caused the rot were eaten, and like Adam's apple they were very sweet. After tea there wee a slight attempt at conversation, but six very tired walkers crept into their baga as soon as possible.
-• Judith Norton, who is definitely a rival to Cotter, woke us in the morning with a cup of tea. Breakfast was done with very quickly and at last we set foot on the Long-Cockroach Ridge, or - as per epigranist Harry - "Lousy" Cockroach Ridge.
-Up and up we went, past numerous saddles and swamps, till at last we wore on the watershed of the Paterson and Hunter We knew
-we must be en the watershed because it went down on either side, but just where on the ridge was hard to say. Like the Easter trip, we soon found everyone was a navigator. Price's Postulation was we were on a shoulder of Lousy, but after some debate this was discounted and we toyed with Harry's Hypothesis that we were still at Stewart's Brook. This was treated with as much contempt as Brook's Tioloney. There wa3 definitely a largo peak in front of us and the poor weak walkers decided to sidle through some rain forest.
+So off we went to Scone, which part of the journey is best left unmentioned. At Scone we stretched our contorted limbs and settled down in a brand new bus, till the famous halfway house at Gundi was reached, Where an obliging hostess drew beers all round (or nearly all round) as the sun came up. By this time the heroic adventurers for Mt. Royal had precipitated themselves to the back of the bus where the map was produced - for the first time I fear - and the relative merits of North and South arm of Stewart's Brook were discussed. Woman's intuition was discarded and we took the North arm with the main party.
-Peter found several now types of nettle, Harry found an interesting new creeper, apparently a cross between a choko vine and an octopus. Helen, 1 believe, acquired anothr language called 941pinehutski" ard wo all learned our lesson.
-If anyone, oven the President, suggested sidling in my prezenoe, I will promptly give him the bird.
-We had at last left "Lousy" behind, and off we rushed along the plainest ridge in search of the Cockroach. On the map this seemed to be quite simple, men:ay a matter of following a flat straight ridge. "There for lunch, "We'll have lunch on the creek on the other side", "If we o round the edge we will be on the Mt. Royal knife-edge by one and other expressions of hopeful confidence were bandied.
-Ah, bitter pill it was. Our nice even ridge soon turned out to be a succession of minor peaks and major saddles. 'Oie plunged down the peaks and laboured up the side,', by which time it was dininertime, and Cockroach still as far aay a'	rfle girls looked so pathetic that Peter abandoned the idea of a dry camp and he and I climbed about 600' off the ridge to a creek and back again.
-Two more major traverses were necessary before we reached the first of the twin peaks of Cockroach. Cigarettes and chooelate were consumed, then up another 700' to Cockroach it2olf at 4 o7clock0 The view? - ah, wonderful. A rough and wild horizon, distant
-blue hills, lush green clearings and a suggeotion of a violent storm over Barrington. How we hood those lovers of ease were getting a soaking0 "It always rains on Barrington' was the tone.
-But the outlooks Our hoped-for ridge to Mt Royal was definitely a Blue Duck. It meant having to go down many hundred feet and then through several miles of rain forest. We licked our wounds and said a few words on rain forests, and looked for a now ridge. After much sucking of oranges and puffing of pipes we decided to go down a ridge more to the West, skirting Mt. Royal and its tributary Pinnacle, to a clearing which led, we hoped, to our lat peak - FietrieYs Point. This prop6sal received the assent of a majority, so off we rushed for the clearing. Harry was almost led on to the wrong ridge by a woman bit when it was discovered ncitlier had a tent they returned to the main party. A clearing was reached about an hour after dark mad as soon as we found a flat spot we dumped the humps and ate. After tea Harry produced cigars and rum, giving me a 50-50
-of rum and coffee, which was murder, brother - really murder. When I woke it was cloven o'clock and someone was rolling me off the groomdsheet so they could go home.
+The canny bus driver would not with his new bus go past Belltrees and we were packed into an old claptrap which rocked and bucketted its way up Stewart's Brook till, with a groan and a grunt it tipped us out for a breakfast of Aspros and eggs.
-We rushed through breakfast on Monday morning and advanced poll moll on the clearing, only to find a rather frightening valley between us and Pietriels. Although this was of major proportions it proved no more difficult than the saddles of Sunday and by 12 o'clock we wore on a timber track. About a thoieisand feet above the creek we found the bed of a former creek, which prompted the remark that we were probably several million years late fnr an easy trip. It was 12 o'clock when we reached a hut shown on the nap, whidh left seven roiles if we were to catch our transport at the correct time of 2. After a block of chocolate Peter and I loft thD slow freight and rushed off to catch t1-1.) ear. My memory of the next two hours is curiously dim. I can sae Peter's logs moving up and down at a tremendous rate and a voice' tolling no to keep right up or I'll be left behind.
-We sto7.L)ed for an instant-, on top of a hill, just long enough to break some chocolate and hand it to Peter as he shot past., A tinter getter dirobted us to a short cut.which, like all short out2, we couldn't find. We went in the way he waved his hand however and came upon a rather bored taxi driver at five to 2. Gratefully the two of re'l stripped off while the drit-er went in sct:..roh of the others further up the road.
-By three we were all collected, including a round dozen of leeches on my foot, Driving furiously we foe,..1.d time for: a quickie at Singleton, it scarcely touched the throat, then up to the station with two minutes to spare.
-Price. I congratulate you. A truly enjoyable trip, Wot4 it go well next King's Birthday with all the peaks andtsacldles-. covered in snow'?	Oh yeaU
+In leisurely fashion we wandered up the ridge to Breakfast Hut where, paradoxically, we had lunch. Here the adventurers, looking somewhat less heroic, bade farewell to Dormie and his sybarites and pushed into the unknown. Reaching the crest of the first ridge we saw that we would have to go down into the South Arm. So, grasping the map in one hand and a wire fence in the other, we set off for the water. By 4 we had reached a point on Stewart's Brook several miles from whore we had left the bus at 9. Quite good going.
-Shortly after arrival in England ,Roy and Kath Davies sot off on an unplanned cycle tour of the British Isles. First they made their way to Cardigan, in south Wales, then across Ireland and over to Killarney. Here they practiced their cra(::t3raft" by lighbng and concealing a fire 50 yeards from a "no caving" notice. The lakes, they report, were very beautiful and the local rags impressive. From there they went up to Northern Ireland and across to Scotland. Altogether they covered 1,500 miles, staying in hostels most of the time.
+Having seen enough of Stewart's Brook we decided to leave it and rushed up the first ridge we could find. When it grew dark we decided to camp and look for water. Three of as set out in three different directions. I gave up after half an hour; Peter went further and climbed a long way down to a creek, while Harry Snowdon, who wanted a swim, went back to Stewart's Brook.
+The loin chops which had caused the rot were eaten, and like Adam's apple they were very sweet. After tea there was a slight attempt at conversation, but six very tired walkers crept into their bags as soon as possible.
+Judith Norton, who is definitely a rival to Cotter, woke us in the morning with a cup of tea. Breakfast was done with very quickly and at last we set foot on the Long Cockroach Ridge, or - as per epigramist Harry - "Lousy" Cockroach Ridge. Up and up we went, past numerous saddles and swamps, till at last we wore on the watershed of the Paterson and Hunter. We knew we must be en the watershed because it went down on either side, but just where on the ridge was hard to say. Like the Easter trip, we soon found everyone was a navigator. Price's Postulation was we were on a shoulder of Lousy, but after some debate this was discounted and we toyed with Harry's Hypothesis that we were still at Stewart's Brook. This was treated with as much contempt as Brook's Boloney. There was definitely a large peak in front of us and the poor weak walkers decided to sidle through some rain forest.
+Peter found several now types of nettle, Harry found an interesting new creeper, apparently a cross between a choko vine and an octopus. Helen, I believe, acquired another language called "Alpinehutski" and we all learned our lesson.
+If anyone, even the President, suggested sidling in my presence, I will promptly give him the bird.
+We had at last left "Lousy" behind, and off we rushed along the plainest ridge in search of the Cockroach. On the map this seemed to be quite simple, mainly a matter of following a flat straight ridge. "There for lunch, "We'll have lunch on the creek on the other side", "If we go round the edge we will be on the Mt. Royal knife-edge" by one and other expressions of hopeful confidence were bandied.
+Ah, bitter pill it was. Our nice even ridge soon turned out to be a succession of minor peaks and major saddles. We plunged down the peaks and laboured up the side, by which time it was dinner time, and Cockroach still as far away as ever. The girls looked so pathetic that Peter abandoned the idea of a dry camp and he and I climbed about 600' off the ridge to a creek and back again.
+Two more major traverses were necessary before we reached the first of the twin peaks of Cockroach. Cigarettes and chocolate were consumed, then up another 700' to Cockroach itself at 4 o'clock. The view? - ah, wonderful. A rough and wild horizon, distant blue hills, lush green clearings and a suggestion of a violent storm over Barrington. How we hoped those lovers of ease were getting a soaking "It always rains on Barrington" was the tone.
+But the outlook! Our hoped for ridge to Mt Royal was definitely a Blue Duck. It meant having to go down many hundred feet and then through several miles of rain forest. We licked our wounds and said a few words on rain forests, and looked for a new ridge. After much sucking of oranges and puffing of pipes we decided to go down a ridge more to the West, skirting Mt. Royal and its tributary Pinnacle, to a clearing which led, we hoped, to our last peak - Pietrie's Point. This proposal received the assent of a majority, so off we rushed for the clearing. Harry was almost led on to the wrong ridge by a woman but when it was discovered that neither had a tent they returned to the main party. A clearing was reached about an hour after dark and as soon as we found a flat spot we dumped the humps and ate. After tea Harry produced cigars and rum, giving me a 50-50 of rum and coffee, which was murder, brother - really murder. When I woke it was eleven o'clock and someone was rolling me off the groundsheet so they could go home.
+We rushed through breakfast on Monday morning and advanced pell mell on the clearing, only to find a rather frightening valley between us and Pietrie's. Although this was of major proportions it proved no more difficult than the saddles of Sunday and by 12 o'clock we were on a timber track. About a thousand feet above the creek we found the bed of a former creek, which prompted the remark that we were probably several million years late for an easy trip. It was 12 o'clock when we reached a hut shown on the map, which left seven miles if we were to catch our transport at the correct time of 2. After a block of chocolate Peter and I left the slow freight and rushed off to catch the car. My memory of the next two hours is curiously dim. I can see Peter's legs moving up and down at a tremendous rate and a voice telling me to keep right up or I'll be left behind.
+We stopped for an instant, on top of a hill, just long enough to break some chocolate and hand it to Peter as he shot past. A timber getter directed us to a short cut which, like all short cuts, we couldn't find. We went in the way he waved his hand however and came upon a rather bored taxi driver at five to 2. Gratefully the two of us stripped off while the driver went in search of the others further up the road.
+By three we were all collected, including a round dozen of leeches on my foot, Driving furiously we found time for a quickie at Singleton, it scarcely touched the throat, then up to the station with two minutes to spare.
+Price. I congratulate you. A truly enjoyable trip, Wouldn't it go well next King's Birthday with all the peaks and saddles covered in snow? Oh yeah!
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+Shortly after arrival in England ,Roy and Kath Davies sot off on an unplanned cycle tour of the British Isles. First they made their way to Cardigan, in south Wales, then across Ireland and over to Killarney. Here they practiced their craft by lighting and concealing a fire 50 yards from a "no camping" notice. The lakes, they report, were very beautiful and the local rags impressive. From there they went up to Northern Ireland and across to Scotland. Altogether they covered 1,500 miles, staying in hostels most of the time.
 Dave Ingram has shown up and is reported to be flying around the countryside at great speed, Many other Australians have visited them and they don't wonder that the British rations have to be reduced now and then.
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 by Jack Thorp
-• Placed third at our Annual Exhibition.
+Placed third at our Annual Exhibition.\\
-The judge, Mr. Eadet said that the print quality of this study could not be improved. The subject, a pleasing group of trees on a sunny day,was simple and effective. It did not nave quj.te the same general interest as the first and second photographs (see previous issues). If 1:6. had been possible to get a slightly lower camera angle it might have been improved a little. The lights on the tree trunk were a bit lost against the baca-- ground.
+The judge, Mr. Eade said that the print quality of this study could not be improved. The subject, a pleasing group of trees on a sunny day was simple and effective. It did not have quite the same general interest as the first and second photographs (see previous issues). If it had been possible to get a slightly lower camera angle it might have been improved a little. The lights on the tree trunk were a bit lost against the background.
-Photographers might note too that this 'simple silhouetted type of photograph -perred-aces very well by the multilith process.
-C
+Photographers might note too that this simple silhouetted type of photograph reproduces very well by the multilith process.
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 ====== October Holiday ======
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 R. Cotter.
-At first we worried about the weather because September had been very we and our iralk was tO be a riVer walk. The next worry was when a food party' member resigned at a late hour, and finally When we assembled at Blackheath the party was three short and the cars were ready to loaves However the car driver .agreed to wait and the next train brought two of the team who had been unable to board the train at Central. The other was not seen until a week later.
+At first we worried about the weather because September had been very wet and our walk was to be a river walk. The next worry was when a food party member resigned at a late hour, and finally When we assembled at Blackheath the party was three short and the cars were ready to leave! However the car driver agreed to wait and the next train brought two of the team who had been unable to board the train at Central. The other was not seen until a week later.
-Finally we loft Blackheath. It was a perfect moonlight night and the drive down into the valley was most enjoyable.
+Finally we left Blackheath. It was a perfect moonlight night and the drive down into the valley was most enjoyable.
 The sight of the mist-filled Cox Valley shining in the moonlight as we descended into it down Black Jerry's Ridge brought a wistful "I wonder what exposure you'd need?" from one photographer.
-We roadbed the Cox by various ways and s'Apper fires were lit _whilst the sleepy heads went straight to bed.
-Saturday morning we got away to a late sta2-t at G.am. We had only gone a few hundred yards when there was .a chorus Therets May. Coming down the ridge was Max Gentle in a white cap.
+We reached the Cox by various ways and supper fires were lit whilst the sleepy heads went straight to bed.
-When we caae to nross the Cox'at Harryts Rier it was so fast thft only the two strongest men were able to cross under their own steam,ard that after a gruelling battle with the ra-t ds. In fact at one stage Owen °Torments pack was all that could be seen of
-him. However he finally surfaced with his glasses intact and reached the other bank. This somewhat dampenc4 the spirits cf the weaker walkers but we tackled the crossing, forming a chain by holding hands. Len Fall, being tallest, took the lead but midstream ho was swept oft his feet. Fortunately the heaviest woman in the party had a firm grip of his pack and the rest immediately tightened their grip on each other and we swung back in to the bank
+Saturday morning we got away to a late start at 8.am. We had only gone a few hundred yards when there was a chorus "There's Max". Coming down the ridge was Max Gentle in a white cap.
+When we came to cross the Cox' at Harry's River it was so fast that only the two strongest men were able to cross under their own steam, and that after a gruelling battle with the rapids. In fact at one stage Owen O'Donnell's pack was all that could be seen of him. However he finally surfaced with his glasses intact and reached the other bank. This somewhat dampened the spirits cf the weaker walkers but we tackled the crossing, forming a chain by holding hands. Len Fall, being tallest, took the lead but midstream he was swept off his feet. Fortunately the heaviest woman in the party had a firm grip of his pack and the rest immediately tightened their grip on each other and we swung back in to the bank.
 While we had been battling with the stream Claude Haynes had been exploring and he now returned to assure us that ho had found an easier way across. On tackling this we found it chest high but not running too strongly.
-Max, hari ng just watched all these anties, dee,ided it was not for him so with a parting shout °Itll see you at Fasterl he retraced his footsteps.
-Before starting up Harryts River the party dried out slightly and had a snack. The going up the river was seg because of the increased flow of water but no difficulties were onountered. That night we camped a little distance above Diable CrOOk and as we were much behind schedule a council of war wae he:ld, It was decided the main party would not reach jenolan but that -ao:r'. Host and Noel Riley had a good chance. With the party's best wishes they left at 0.30
-.
-Sunday morning 'Id the main party with another late start retraced its steps to DiLtle Creek and shot up a ridge to the Black Range.
+Max, having just watched all these antics, decided it was not for him so with a parting shout "I'll see you at Easter" he retraced his footsteps.
-We lunched on a tributary of Little River and at the ruins on Little River the photographers spent some time trying to snap the blossom. ,Mary Macdonald climbed a fence to get the best viewpoint but found she needed more than two hands so had to ask Edna Stratton to push the plunger. This Eddie did with such gusto that she nearly knocked Mary off the fence.
-Tho photographers were the last to reach the Cox which was still running a banker.
-Some boys camped nearby had been fixing wire across the river and we crossed over to an island quite easily by holding the wire as a support. From here to the other bank the wire went across a pool neck high and it was a case of get across as best you collld. Mary showed us the best way by just hanging on to the wire and kicking and we all followed suit and got over with our packs more or loss dry until Claude, bringing.7idnats pack over, tried a new method and filled it with water. I am sure the boys who put up the wire had their reward in the laughs they got out of us.
-We had a good camp fire that night and what our singing lacked in quality was made up in other ways. The girls kept a constant lookout for Noel and Ron but there was no sign of them. Monday being an easy day we made another late start and after we had been going a short while the rain started, However this cooled down the walk through Megalong and after two perfect days we could not grovl.
+Before starting up Harry's River the party dried out slightly and had a snack. The going up the river was slow because of the increased flow of water but no difficulties were encountered. That night we camped a little distance above Diable Creek and as we were much behind schedule a council of war war was held. It was decided the main party would not reach Jenolan but that Ron Host and Noel Riley had a good chance. With the party's best wishes they left at 6.30 Sunday morning and the main party with another late start retraced its steps to Diable Creek and shot up a ridge to the Black Range.
-Noel ant Ron caught	later train than the main party, having had quite a strenuous trip.
+We lunched on a tributary of Little River and at the ruins on Little River the photographers spent some time trying to snap the blossom. Mary Macdonald climbed a fence to get the best viewpoint but found she needed more than two hands so had to ask Edna Stratton to push the plunger. This Eddie did with such gusto that she nearly knocked Mary off the fence.
+The photographers were the last to reach the Cox which was still running a banker. Some boys camped nearby had been fixing wire across the river and we crossed over to an island quite easily by holding the wire as a support. From here to the other bank the wire went across a pool neck high and it was a case of get across as best you could. Mary showed us the best way by just hanging on to the wire and kicking and we all followed suit and got over with our packs more or loss dry until Claude, bringing Edna's pack over, tried a new method and filled it with water. I am sure the boys who put up the wire had their reward in the laughs they got out of us.
+We had a good camp fire that night and what our singing lacked in quality was made up in other ways. The girls kept a constant lookout for Noel and Ron but there was no sign of them. Monday being an easy day we made another late start and after we had been going a short while the rain started, However this cooled down the walk through Megalong and after two perfect days we could not growl.
+Noel and Ron caught a later train than the main party, having had quite a strenuous trip.
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 Jim Brown.
-History is absolutely rotten with instances of men who didn't know when they were beaten. Journalists :rate glilly of unconquerable determination", "unwavering resolution'', 'unyielding spirit	- good ponderous, resonant phrases usually signify:l.ng r.oa:;tically nothing. Somebody who has a line of ments pants to sell advertises with the slogan "Men of Stamina''. Yes, the admiration of the whole world is directed to and lavished on the 'Ilan of iron will, he who will endure untold hardship (another lovely old cliche, co-Tmonay used to introduce a harrowi ng story which certainly loaves nothing untold).
+History is absolutely rotten with instances of men who didn't know when they were beaten. Journalists prate glibly of unconquerable determination", "unwavering resolution", "unyielding spirit" - good ponderous, resonant phrases usually signifying practically nothing. Somebody who has a line of men's pants to sell advertises with the slogan "Men of Stamina". Yes, the admiration of the whole world is directed to and lavished on the man of iron will, he who will endure untold hardship (another lovely old cliche, commonly used to introduce a harrowing story which certainly loaves nothing untold).
-There they are, the men who were not e-iervrown by adversity but took arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing ended them Do.7ou see them - the early navigators, sailing their worm-riddled
-ships, driving their scurvy-sick crews beyond the ends of the earth? Napolen, intolerant of the stupid_ word "impossible"? Or Bruce, in defeat learning his lesson of perseverance from the legendary spider? Q]ci, of course, human beings suffered, but 'That was a detail, for they must have suffered cheerfully for such men of endurance and tenacity
-Now, on the other hand, take me. I know my limitations. I can give the game away with the greatest facility. I am one of the Sissy Bushwalkers. I am a pansy. I am a rabbit. So what? I can prove it. More, I can double-prove it	Consider those case histories.
+There they are, the men who were not overthrown by adversity but took arms against a sea of troubles, and by opposing ended them. Do you see them - the early navigators, sailing their worm-riddled
-Chapter 1. Hurley 's Hateful Hike.
+ships, driving their scurvy-sick crews beyond the ends of the earth?  Napoleon, intolerant of the stupid word "impossible"? Or Bruce, in defeat learning his lesson of perseverance from the legendary spider? Oh! of course, human beings suffered, but that was a detail, for they must have suffered cheerfully for such men of endurance and tenacity.
-I've been loth to speak of this trip before, but since the leader has purged her contempt before the competent tribunal (Committee) and the two prospectives concerned have been admitted to full membership, I feel I need no longer cloa.2. my shame, The occasion was tho 4/5 June, the walk an official trip from Robertson to Yeola, Carrington Falls and Minnamurra, 0 denotes may be considered a test walk, and the type - wet. Awful wet, - seven inches at Robertson that day, unless someone tampered with the rain gauge.
-The leader caused a mild flutter at Cent_eal, appearing in groundsheet, hood and boots - :06J of at'Jiy a -,:atter of conjecture - and it was raining as we jaunted south.	Wellongeng the skies smiled, the R.R.R. Coffee was passable, and we wore so elated we didn't even notice the muddy clouds wreathing around the illawarra Range, but as the little branch-line train snarled is way up the pass the squalls broke. Sheeted volleys of 1:a in and wind set us rocking on the tracks, made rivers of gut hers ard t=ents of creeks, At Robertson we were half-blown, half-wasi-2ea into the waiting room which at first appears to be an annee of Fclo Ladies
-Room (vide Madden's Maddest Mission, magazine August 1948).
-While the wind hammered watery nails into the walls there was some vague, romantic, visionary talk about carrying on with the trip when the storm abated, thoush it woilld have been pa.'7ent to Blind Freddy that the weather was there for an extended season., Presently it was conceded that the river at Yecla wcald be impassable and we all looked relieved. We aired cautions, hopieful; diplomatic views - four committee members, one past o=itteeman, two pros. - trying to reconcile impossible conditions with the LBashwalkers go through" tradition. Tradition was being watered down. We ?d do the walk along the tops instead - when it was f.:/.0 on Sunday we'd introduce sane hard going to bring it up to test walk standard. Hm. That is, if we ever got away from Rebortoen Station, Presently one of the Committee members ventured,	I say is, let common sense
+Now, on the other hand, take me. I know my limitations. I can give the game away with the greatest facility. I am one of the Sissy Bushwalkers. I am a pansy. I am a rabbit. So what? I can prove it. More, I can double-prove it. Consider those case histories.
-prevail".
-It was saidJ We all talked blatantly about going back that
+Chapter 1. Hurley's Hateful Hike.
-day - provided the wretched branch line wasn/t washed out. First, though, we had to prove to ourselves that it was really too violent. (That was not the original motive - that was simply the way it worked out.) We set out for the local pub to fill in waiting time. Useless groundsheets flapped madly about our necks, rain that felt like pellets of ice rattled an the capes and stung our legs, and
-we were blown willy-nilly about the roadway. One of the lightweights was whisked fro m the tarmac ard only the gluey roadside mud saved her from a barbed wire extrication job. Wet to the middle; we flowed into the Parlour (cosy, old-fashioned term for lounge), and ordered drinks to suit our var ying ages and degrees of chilliness.
-One of the lasses shivered in saturated shorts until the proprietor's wife produced a pair of her husbands bags; and took the shorts to be dried by the kitchen range. That prorietol  must be a massive bloke - it would have been easy to fit another member of our party in the other leg if necessary. Our spirits rose as the "local's" spirits diminished, and when we saw a goods train claw its way east into the cyclone at 3.30 we deemed it reasonable that the afternoon trip to Wollongong would go through. Scourged again by
+I've been loath to speak of this trip before, but since the leader has purged her contempt before the competent tribunal (Committee) and the two prospectives concerned have been admitted to full membership, I feel I need no longer cloak my shame, The occasion was tho 4/5 June, the walk an official trip from Robertson to Yeola, Carrington Falls and Minnamurra. 0 denotes may be considered a test walk, and the type - wet. Awful wet, - seven inches at Robertson that day, unless someone tampered with the rain gauge.
-the raging wind we staggered to the station; there to drip in gyowing pools on the waiting room floor, and listen for the thin, windtatteftd Whistle of tho 4.42.
+The leader caused a mild flutter at Central, appearing in groundsheet, hood and boots - rest of attire a matter of conjecture - and it was raining as we jaunted south.	At Wollongong the skies smiled, the R.R.R. Coffee was passable, and we were so elated we didn't even notice the muddy clouds wreathing around the Illawarra Range, but as the little branch-line train snarled is way up the pass the squalls broke. Sheeted volleys of rain and wind set us rocking on the tracks, made rivers of gutters and torrents of creeks, At Robertson we were half-blown, half washed into the waiting room which at first appears to be an annexe of the Ladies Room (vide Madden's Maddest Mission, magazine August 1948).
-Chapter 2. Washout at War)g,rnder.ry. or, ''How We Did It Againi.
+While the wind hammered watery nails into the walls there was some vague, romantic, visionary talk about carrying on with the trip when the storm abated, though it would have been patent to Blind Freddy that the weather was there for an extended season. Presently it was conceded that the river at Yeola would be impassable and we all looked relieved. We aired cautions, hopeful, diplomatic views - four committee members, one past committeeman, two pros. - trying to reconcile impossible conditions with the Bushwalkers "go through" tradition. Tradition was being watered down. We'd do the walk along the tops instead - when it was fine on Sunday we'd introduce sane hard going to bring it up to test walk standard. Hm. That is, if we ever got away from Robertson Station. Presently one of the Committee members ventured, "All I say is, let common sense prevail".
-You couldn't have got wet in better ccml.any, There was that much to be said for my official trip out from Nittagong cn September 23/24/25. I say "my" official trip but, to be exa):,, I. was th3 misguided creature who volunterired its leadership when the original author feared it may coincide with his annual hoidays	Jits allother story how he was NOT on holidays when Brown's E-liz.efd Bound Bush Walkers moved south, and how he was NOT a member of the party, but
-I shall say no more of his duplicity, lest the T]tlicor blue-poneil me (and with some justification).
+It was said ! We all talked blatantly about going back that day - provided the wretched branch line wasn't washed out. First, though, we had to prove to ourselves that it was really too violent. (That was not the original motive - that was simply the way it worked out.) We set out for the local pub to fill in waiting time. Useless groundsheets flapped madly about our necks, rain that felt like pellets of ice rattled an the capes and stung our legs, and we were blown willy-nilly about the roadway. One of the lightweights was whisked from the tarmac and only the gluey roadside mud saved her from a barbed wire extrication job. Wet to the middle; we flowed into the Parlour (cosy, old-fashioned term for lounge), and ordered drinks to suit our varying ages and degrees of chilliness.
-Rain didn't deter the stalwart hearts who met at Central, nor the one who chased the 5.21 down the platform after waiting as long as he dared for the balance of his food party. Driving rain, a leaking carriage roof, the snapping of bubble gum by youthful fellow travellers didn't greatly enliven the trip, but arrangements worked smoothly and at 9.$0 p.m, at the Wanganderry turn.-off, we were hurrying up our tents in light rain.
+One of the lasses shivered in saturated shorts until the proprietor's wife produced a pair of her husbands bags; and took the shorts to be dried by the kitchen range. That proprietor  must be a massive bloke - it would have been easy to fit another member of our party in the other leg if necessary. Our spirits rose as the "local's" spirits diminished, and when we saw a goods train claw its way east into the cyclone at 3.30 we deemed it reasonable that the afternoon trip to Wollongong would go through. Scourged again by
+the raging wind we staggered to the station; there to drip in growing pools on the waiting room floor, and listen for the thin, wind-tattered whistle of the 4.42.
+Chapter 2. Washout at Wangenderry or "How We Did It Again!"
+You couldn't have got wet in better company, There was that much to be said for my official trip out from Mittagong on September 23/24/25. I say "my" official trip but, to be exact I. was the misguided creature who volunteered its leadership when the original author feared it may coincide with his annual holidays.	Its another story how he was NOT on holidays when Brown's Blizzard Bound Bush Walkers moved south, and how he was NOT a member of the party, but I shall say no more of his duplicity, lest the editor's blue pencil me (and with some justification).
+Rain didn't deter the stalwart hearts who met at Central, nor the one who chased the 5.21 down the platform after waiting as long as he dared for the balance of his food party. Driving rain, a leaking carriage roof, the snapping of bubble gum by youthful fellow travellers didn't greatly enliven the trip, but arrangements worked smoothly and at 9.50 p.m, at the Wanganderry turn-off, we were hurrying up our tents in light rain.
+It rained quietly all night. We lit breakfast fires and ate in abdulled tents in gentle rain. Moved off at 8.30 in quiet rain, back a mile down the road, and turned north into the straggly forest. It rained. In fact, it just darned well kept on raining in a calm, insidious manner.
+Pushing through wet scrub is a bad business. You find a trail of sorts and it doesn't quite coincide with your bearing, but you follow it because its a break from bush bashing. We did just that, and at 10 a.m. still in steady rain, we were in a nasty little gully west of the correct ridge.
+We worked east on to the spur in a sticky tangle of spiny, pea-flowered shrubbery. It rasped our cold, wet legs cruelly and the going became so disagreeable that at 11.30 I led the party off the crown of the ridge and down towards the east arm of Wilson's (Wanganderry) Creek. Cliffs there - probably not impossible, but the vision of tangled valley and misted gorge ahead not inviting.
+By universal consent we looked for and found a generous sandstone overhang for early lunch and discussion of the situation. Having already done it once and got away with it, I rocked the party by recommending retreat. Such the influence of precedent. Had the really truly leader of the trip been there the question would probably never have arisen, but Jupiter Pluvius was here dealing with far more malleable material. The party looked its disbelief, but I was infinitely resourceful - I discovered arguments for retiring with the prodigality of a conjuror producing rabbits from a top hat. What's more, I convinced them. Gradually the murmurs of incredulity and dissent were stilled.
-It rained quietly all night. We lit breakfast fires and ate in abdulled tents in gentle rain. Moved off at (7,30 in cialet rain, back a mile down the road, and turned north into the straggly forest. It rained. In fact, it just darned well kept on raining in a calm, insidious manner.
-Pushing through wet scrub is a bad business. You find a trail of sorts and it doesn/t quite coincide with your bearing, but you follow it because its a break from bush bashing. We did „lust that, and at 10 a.m. still in steady rain, we were in a nasty little gully west cf the correct ridge.
-We worked east on to the spur in a sticky tangle of spiny, pea-flowered shrubbery. It rasped our cold, wet legs cruelly and the going became so disagreeable that at 11.30 I led the party off the crown of the ridge end down towards the east arm of Wilson/s (Wanganderry) Creek. Cliffs there - probably not impossible, but the vision of tangled valley and misted gorge ahead not inviting.
-By universal consent we looked for and found a generous sandstone overhang for early lunch and discussion of the situation. Having already done it once and got away with it, I rocked the party by recommending retreat. Such the influsnce of precedent Had the really truly leader of the tri:p been there the question would probably never have arisen, but Jupiter PlIlvius was here dealing with far more malleable material. The party looked its disbelief, but I was infinitely resourceful - I djscovered arguments for retiring with the prodigality of a conjuror producirg _ rabbits from a top hat. What's more, I convinced them, Gradually the murmlars pf incredulity and dissent were stilled.
 A goodly fire was built, viands produced and various people set about catching trickles from rock faces in buckets and billies. Still the pestilential rain.
-Now, then, since we were turning in tho trip, should we remain overnight in our snug overhang, or beat it back to the road though the lacerating scrub tangle to pitch wet tents in the rain? Out of six people we obtained some fourteen various opinions and verdicts over .a period of time - the time it takes to 02t- a leisca-ed lunch. The arguments were decided for us whcn we found that the water bucket beneath our most promising water point had yielded less than a pint and a half in two hours. TiGee, sat]. Don, I don't want a dry. camp l" "Dry camp l" we echoed with horrible sardonic laughter.
-So it was back to the road in rain developing into a windy downpour, back to camp a hundred yards east of the point where we had left the road eight hours earlier. The other two tents shared the Fire (note the capital) that night - a Fire carefully coaxed from seemingly saturated logs into a roaring, searing furnace. TI-o Fire was built between the two tents - and they were hardly six feet apart - so that the occupants slept salamander fashion in a boiler room atmosphere. Vapours curled from the leeward tent of Ron and Noel, and at intervals frightened faces peered out as the flames licked the steaming japara.
-It rained all night, but with first light came a lulls then a tiny patch of pale, clear sky which widened t:11 the sur, coy at his first glimpse of Wanganderry in at least two :tays winked a tentative eye and then smiled. A chill southerly sholJherded the clouds to
-regions which certainly didn't need them less. And we road bashed in thirteen miles to Mittagong.
+Now, then, since we were turning in tho trip, should we remain overnight in our snug overhang, or beat it back to the road though the lacerating scrub tangle to pitch wet tents in the rain? Out of six people we obtained some fourteen various opinions and verdicts over a period of time - the time it takes to eat a leisured lunch. The arguments were decided for us when we found that the water bucket beneath our most promising water point had yielded less than a pint and a half in two hours. "Gee" said Don, "I don't want a dry camp!" "Dry camp !" we echoed with horrible sardonic laughter.
-The pastoral country was green and fresh in the weak sun, the massed clouds pictorial, but it was still road-bashing. The little girl in the cafe couldn't identify the battered, unshaven team ao her customers of Friday night until Meadows unleashed his baby blue eyes and animated eye lashes, when we were persona grata.
+So it was back to the road in rain developing into a windy downpour, back to camp a hundred yards east of the point where we had left the road eight hours earlier. The other two tents shared the Fire (note the capital) that night - a Fire carefully coaxed from seemingly saturated logs into a roaring, searing furnace. The Fire was built between the two tents - and they were hardly six feet apart - so that the occupants slept salamander fashion in a boiler room atmosphere. Vapours curled from the leeward tent of Ron and Noel, and at intervals frightened faces peered out as the flames licked the steaming japara.
+It rained all night, but with first light came a lulls then a tiny patch of pale, clear sky which widened ti11 the sun, coy at his first glimpse of Wanganderry in at least two days winked a tentative eye and then smiled. A chill southerly shepherded the clouds to regions which certainly didn't need them less.
+And we road bashed in thirteen miles to Mittagong.
+The pastoral country was green and fresh in the weak sun, the massed clouds pictorial, but it was still road-bashing. The little girl in the cafe couldn't identify the battered, unshaven team as her customers of Friday night until Meadows unleashed his baby blue eyes and animated eye lashes, when we were persona grata.
+We entrained, and Don discarded a pair of boots from the carriage window, after significant gestures to Sunday afternoon strollers who came to investigate. Two of the party actually thanked me for the trip as they left us at Liverpool — Don went his way to explain to his food party (Don't be unkind to him, food party - his unfailing cheerfulness meant a good deal to us that weekend), drained the bitter dregs of defeat again (good cliche there do you see?), and have since been carefully cautioning people about the Club, "I've had wet weekends" or "I'm a fair weather walker from now on".
+Well, I'm a pansy. I'm a heel. I'm a sissy bushwalker. So what?"
-We entrained, and Don discarded a pair of boots from the carriage window, after significant gestures to Sunday afternoon strollers who came to investigate. Two of the party actually thanked me for the trip as they left us at Liverpool — Don went his way to explain to his food party (Don't be u4ind to him, food party - his unfailing cheerfulness meant a good deal to us that weekend), drained the bitter dregs of defeat again (good cliche there7 d-'you see7, and have since been carefully cautioning people about the Cl-ctb, "I've had wet weekends" or Im a fair weather walker from now on'l.
-Well, I'm a pansy. I'm a heel. Itra a sissy bushwalker. So what?"
 ====== The Sydney Bushwalker Library ======
 By Jess Martin, Librarian.
-It is obvious from the number o -book,:17lissing that	nymerbers
+It is obvious from the number of books missing that members have forgotten that the Club has a "LENDING" library, and how many of our newer members are familiar with its contents and how it as first established?
-a	.
-have forgotten that the Club has	hLENDING Lfal=, and how rany
+One evening in 1932 Mr. W.J. Cleary visited the Club to give an address entitled "The Literature of Walking", during which he quoted from many poets and essayists who all delighted in singing and writing of the beauties of the countryside enjoyed during their rambles. The suggestion was made that the works quoted by Mr. Cleary would form the nucleus of a fine library, the idea was enthusiasictaly adopted and, in the capable hands of the first Librarian, the Library was an established fact.
-of our newer members are familiar with its conen:1 and how it as first established?
-One evening in 1932 Mr. W.J. Cleary vii-L.:3ed the Club to give an address entitled hThe Literature of Walking",	7h:h he quoted from many poets and essayists who all delighted f_n ;131Pg and writing of the beauties of the countryside enjoyed d.:)rix.g. bheir rara-,les,
+From time to time new books have been added, The more serious side of bushwalking is catered for in books on Map Reading and Making, Astronomy, Meteorology, Photography, Birds, Trees and Wildflowers. The Sydney Bush Walker Magazines, which cover all phases of our activities, from the first issue until end of 1948 have now been bound and are available (for reference only). Magazines which were published by other walking clubs are also available for reference.
-The suggestion was made that the works quoted by Mr. Cleary would form the nucleus of a fine library, the idea was enthusasicelly adopted and, in the capable hands of the first Librarian, the Library was an established fact.
-From time to time new books have been added, The more serious side of bushwalking is catered for in books on Mal:. Reading and Making, Astronomy, Meteorology, .Photography, Birds, Trees and Wildflowel-s. The 'Sydney Bush Walkerh Magazi nes, which cover all phases of our activities, from the first issue until end of 1948) have now baer. bound ard are available (for reference only). Magazines whf,h published by other walking clubs are also available for referen30
+Unfortunately, our space is somewhat limited, but fresh books of general interest to walkers can always be added to our shelves by donation or by the following procedure :
-Unfortunately, our Space is somewhat liroled, but fresh books of general i nterest to walkers can always be f.s2id.ed to our shelves
-•11-zr (9nnnt-Ann nr h	fnlinwina nrno.nciin-an 2-
+The Librarian to purchase any book when nine people sign a petition for its purchase and pay a fortnightly subscription in advance. It shall be the duty of the proposer of the books to collect the subscriptions and hand them to the Librarian. Non-fiction books of interest to walkers are to be purchased by the Librarian when five people sign a petition and pay a fortnightly subscription and the Committee votes the balance of the purchase price. The Committee shall not in any period of six months, vote more than L2.10.0 for the purchase of such books.
-IS •
+The charge for new books shall be ld. per fortnight (or part thereof) per 2/6d. (or part thereof) of the book purchase price. The charge for books at present in the Library shall be ld for the first fortnight and 2d per week thereafter.
-The Librarian to purchase any book when nine people sign a petition for its purchase and pay a fortnightly subscription in advance. It shall be the duty of the
-I, proposer of the books to collect the subscriptions and hand them to the Librarian. Non-fiction books of interest to walkers are to be purchased by the Librarian when five people sign a petition and pay a fortnightly subscription and the Committee votes the balanJe of the purchase price. The Committee shall not in any period of six months, vote more than E2.10.0 for the purchase of such books.
-The oharge for new books shall be ld. per fortnight (or
-part thereof) per 2/6d. (or part thereof) of the hockpurchase price. The charge for books at present in the
-Library shall be ld0 for the first fortnight and 2d, per week thereafter01
 Now that the confusion into which the Library had been allowed to lapse has been straightened outs it is hoped that sustained interest in our Library will be renewed.
-ADDITIONS TO LIBRABY
+ADDITIONS TO LIBRARY
+The following books have been donated to the library by Mrs. J. Morris \\
+"OUR SANDHILL COUNTRY" by A.M. Duncan- Kemp (Life of Nature and Man in South-Western Queensland)\\
+"AN AVIARY OF THE PLAINS" by Henry G. Lamond (Sketches of Bird Life in Western Queensland).\\
-The following books have been donat,•e Mrs. J. Morris :-
-"OUR SAMHILL COUNTRY" by /1_11F„DLj ;Life of Nature are. Man in South-Ve,sc:crl
-"AN AVIARY GP THE PLAINS" by Henry C27 Lion
-(Sketches of Bird Life in Western (7,;n1,1rfl).
-mramown-dv....mareor-a
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-The following is extracted frem a letter rece,ived from
+The following is extracted from a letter received from Mr.F.J. Griffiths, Chief Guardian of Fauna, in reply to a request for information which would enable member to help in the search for Koalas.
-Mr. _FJ. Griffiths, Chief Guardian of Fauna,	to a reue,71;
+"The object of the survey which the Fauna Protection Panel is at present undertaking is to find out not only where koalas are living at present, but also where they are known to have lived in a natural state, but are no longer found. All this information is very necessary for any plan for the conservation of the animal."
-for information which would enable member te help in the search for Koalas.
-"The object of the survey which the Fai.2.7r, Pa,00etion Panel is at present undertaking is to find ou:G net only where kealas are living at present, but also where they are kl:_cy-4/n to have lived in a natural state, but are no longer fo-,And,	this irfor,..10a4.1en
+"From information at present available,	it would seem that
-is very necessary for any plan for the con?o"2-/aLion of the anlmal.
+koalas have lived in almost the whole of the coastal strip in New South Wales as well as in parts of the tablelands. They now live in certain areas near Sydney, particularly on the Peninsula between Narrabeen and Palm Beach. Your report regarding Berowra Waters is confirmed from other sources."
-"From information at present a7ailable,	woulo :em that
-koalas have lived in almost the whole of thc.: oe.etal	p ni New South Wales as well as in parts of the tablez,ef'1,3, They now live
+"The principal food tree of the koala in New South Wales is the Grey Gum, but they also feed an other species including the Forest Red Gum (or Queensland Blue Gum), the tallow wood and the red mahogany."
-in certain areas near Sydney, particularly on .r_e Denfinsula between Narrabeen and Palm Beach. Your report regarding Berowra Waters is confirmed from other sources,
-y
+"When climbing, koalas make long, fairly deep, scratches on the bark of the tree trunks. The scratches might be 6" long and are different to the marks made by opossums which are short and more like claw marks. By the age of the scratches you can tell whether koalas are likely to be living in the vicinity."
-.
-"The principal food tree of the koala in New South Wales
+"I might add that as koalas are nocturnal animals, they are not often seen during the day time, but just at dusk they frequently move from tree to tree.
-is the Grey Gum, but they also feed an other species including the Forest Red Gum (or Queensland Blue Gum), the tallow wood and the red mahogany.
-"When climbing, koalas make long, fairly deep, scratches on the bark of the tree trunks. The scratches might be e" long
-and are different to the marks made by opossums whiel are short and more like claw marks. By the age of the scratches you can tell whether koalas are likely to be living in the vicinity.
-"I might add that as koalas are nocturnal animals, they are
-not often seen during the day time., but just at dusk they frequently move from tree to tree.
-.CIRFITMW
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 by Brian G. Harvey.
-MINUTES of the September Meeting were not adopted as some doubt arose as to the authority of certain delegates to vote on the notion to lift the suspension on the Bushcraft Assocation, Evidence is premised, which, if unsatisfactory, may result in the pre-fieufs voting being held invalid, and the whole matter oe'L	n[;af.n. AN AMENDMENT TO THE CONSTITUTION whir_.h Till eee:LM 3:eaer consideration to be given .17---t= affiliation ct now ,017, was adopted unanimously. Applications will now have to lie on the table for two months.
+**MINUTES** of the September Meeting were not adopted as some doubt arose as to the authority of certain delegates to vote on the motion to lift the suspension on the Bushcraft Association. Evidence is promised, which, if unsatisfactory, may result in the previous voting being held invalid, and the whole matter being raised again.
-NOTICE OF MOTION to amend the Constitution to provide for a Y.Inutes 77-077tth7'y ns given.
-THE ANNUAL REUNION CAMP Committee Report was recei.7e,',, It indicated an-03aCeful FFETITTons—at the last reunion, Comp :e.7.1e."-,0 was neglected, rubbish scattered freely, prcfane	ge .c.eed, tent cords slashed and animal antics indulged in generLilly, Apparently young walkerL, of the irresponsible type wore rani:11y reoneible A motion by the C.M.W. "that the Annual Renien be now known as the Annual Circus" was lostn (Not fully justified)
+**AN AMENDMENT TO THE CONSTITUTION** which will enable greater consideration to be given to the affiliation of new clubs, was adopted unanimously. Applications will now have to lie on the table for two months.
-THE UNIVERSITY BUSETWALKERS gave notice of a motjen to rescind the
-an-771-177nion be hold in September. They pointed out that University examinations are held in the succeeding months. Clubs are requested to consider an alternative month:
+**NOTICE OF MOTION** to amend the Constitution to provide for a Minutes Secretary was given.
-FErrORATION DANCE. It was decided to investgate the possibility of 1-7617617-iTETance in the near future. The date will be advised as soon as known, if a hall is obtainable,
-OUTDOORS AND FISHING. Clubs are asked to centribv.te articles to this T%airne-On our point of view on conservation, and record of trips which would interest a non-bushwalker,
+**THE ANNUAL REUNION CAMP** Committee Report was received. It indicated disgraceful conditions at the last reunion, Camp hygine was neglected, rubbish scattered freely, profane language used, tent cords slashed and animal antics indulged in generally. Apparently young walkers of the irresponsible type wore main1y responsible. A motion by the C.M.W. "that the Annual Reunion be now known as the Annual Circus" was lost (Not fully justified)
-CONSERVATION was defined as "The prevention eC indiscriminate slaughter and/or mutilation of 1,ndigeneus flera and fauna and the landscape".
-.
+**THE UNIVERSITY BUSHWALKERS** gave notice of a motion to rescind the
-A ODE OF TITICS was adopted unanimously as a standard for members
+minute that the Annual Reunion be held in September. They pointed out that University examinations are held in the succeeding months. Clubs are requested to consider an alternative month.
-of e7ffrIraled-clubs. Copies will be circulated. It does not contain
-anything the S.B.W. has not taught and practised since its inception,
+**FEDERATION DANCE.** It was decided to investigate the possibility of holding a Dance in the near future. The date will be advised as soon as known, if a hall is obtainable.
+**OUTDOORS AND FISHING.** Clubs are asked to contribute articles to this Magazine our point of view on conservation, and records of trips which would interest a non-bushwalker.
+**CONSERVATION** was defined as "The prevention of indiscriminate slaughter and/or mutilation of indigenous flora and fauna and the landscape".
+**A CODE OF ETHICS** was adopted unanimously as a standard for members of affiliated clubs. Copies will be circulated. It does not contain anything the S.B.W. has not taught and practised since its inception,
 but it will be of immeasurable use to the erring and misguided organisation in our midst, and fills a long felt want.
-NATIONAL PARK. Copies of the S.B.W. correspondence with National IWFIF7n-TEF6 were read, intimating that the Trust was not responsibia for the felling of gum trees at the junction of haczThg River and Waterfall Creek.
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+**NATIONAL PARK**. Copies of the S.B.W. correspondence with National Park Trust were read, intimating that the Trust was not responsible for the felling of gum trees at the junction of Hacking River and Waterfall Creek.
-All who attended Latrie Raynerts lecture on Now Zealand should have a very good idea of what it is like bo walk in N.Z. The rocky peaks, "Tr shaped valleys,rain-fop
-rushing rivers are quite a differen-, pnDp3s:..tt.o-r, f-.:-)m our warm oepn bushlands. Novertheles it seEna7 tba o'%f v,t-11]Trirs might teach them a bit about lighwegLa.ei2:aipmen -wci	d:.esn?t seem to count over there. It was a pity the cpidfp,-3 wasnst up to scratch because it was a very good selection n! 12u1,ographs
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-Best wishes to Olive Cann (nee Jurd) who is on heir way to her husbandTs home town of XilmaGott7-, Wq.A.
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-As the summer is upon us again we rcfe2 reath)rs to "L.SB.A. article in last Decembers issue entitlea ''Tragedy on the Cox." "Sunstroke," he wrote, is no respecter of perso:c.s, however tough that individual may think he is. Tear a hat d.t.:2ng the. next three
-months on your walks, even on overcast day. fr	still
+All who attended Laurie Rayner's lecture on Now Zealand should have a very good idea of what it is like walk in N.Z. The rocky peaks, "U" shaped valleys,rain-forest and rushing rivers are quite a different, proposition to our warm open bush lands. Nevertheless it seems our walkers might teach them a bit about lightweight equipment - weight doesn't seem to count over there. It was a pity the epidascope wasn't up to scratch because it was a very good selection of photographs.
-pass through the clouds. A prsaloong fai;c)!:	cal-ryin&
-of a heavy pack on a very hoc riUncLG a	E rid a t ex-
-ha us ti on . The onset of the. srff.ptoms may be gradiAal,	com-
-plaints of headache or drowsiness, dizziness aria naasea, with flushed face. On the other hand the victim may suddenly oollapse, The pullse is rapid (normal 72 beats per minute) and the breathing noisy and difficult. Artificial respiration is necessary if breathing ceases.
+Best wishes to Olive Cann (nee Jurd) who is on her way to her husband's home town of Kilmacott W.A.
-Temperature may rise to 107°F0 The patient should be laid in the,
-shade with head and shoulders raised. Douche the body with cold
-water, apply wet packs, especially to the h3ad and spine, as these
+As the summer is upon us again we refer readers to L.S.B.A. article in last Decembers issue entitled "Tragedy on the Cox." "Sunstroke," he wrote, is no respecter of persons, however tough that individual may think he is. Wear a hat during the next three months on your walks, even on overcast days, for the rays	still pass through the clouds. A predisposing factor is the carrying of a heavy pack on a very hot humid day with its attendant exhaustion. The onset of the symptoms may be gradual, complaints of headache or drowsiness, dizziness and nausea, with flushed face. On the other hand the victim may suddenly collapse, The pulse is rapid (normal 72 beats per minute) and the breathing noisy and difficult. Artificial respiration is necessary if breathing ceases. Temperature may rise to 107°F. The patient should be laid in the shade with head and shoulders raised. Douche the body with cold water, apply wet packs, especially to the head and spine, as these parts are congested. Continue until relieved and temperature reduced, when patient should be given plenty of fluids. It will be wise for the recovered patient to avoid the midday sun by walking in early morning and late in the afternoon on return journey."
-parts are congested. Continue until relieved and temperature reduced, when patient should be given plenty of fluids. It will be wise for the recovered patient to avoid the midday sun by walking in early morning and late in the afternoon on return journey."
-al'eaking of accidents, newspaper reports indicate that the
+Speaking of accidents, newspaper reports indicate that the C.M.W. members injured near Wattamolla (Sth. Coast) were the victims of the Bushwalkers no. 1 enemy - the loose rock.
-C.M.W.-=bers inured near Wattamolla (Sth. Coast) were the victims of the Bushwalkers no. 1 enemy - the loose rock.