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-THE SY= ZUSHTALKER.
+====== The Sydney Bushwalker. ======
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-A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the 'Sydney Bush Walkers, C/- Ingersoll Hall, 256 Crown St., Sydney. Box No.4476, G.P.O., SYMEY,
+A monthly Bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney Bush Walkers, C/- Ingersoll Hall, 256 Crown St., Sydney. Box No.4476, G.P.O. Sydney.
-No.233 APRIL, 1954 Price 6d.
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-Co-Editors: Dot Butler, Boundary Rd., Sales & Subs.: Jess Martin. Wahroongn. (,T. 2208) Typed by Jean Harvey. Geoff Waco, 19_4ary Street, Blacktown.
-Business Manager: Alex Colley Production: Alan Wilson' -
+=== No. 233. April, 1954. Price 6d. ===
-(XAl255) .(FY2047).
-CONTENTS.
+|**Co-Editors**|Dot Butler, Boundary Road, Wahroonga (JW 2205), Geoff Wagg, 19 Mary Street, Blacktown.|
-Page
+|**Business Manager**|Alex Colley (XA1255).|
-Editorial 1
+|**Production**|Alan Wilson (FY2047).|
-Barrcarole, by "Mulsa" 2
+|**Sales and Subs**|Jess Martin.|
-Scenic Motor Tours (Advertisement) 3
+|**Typed by**|Jean Harvey.|
-At the Annual General Meeting 3
-Leicn Photo Service (Advertisement) 5
+===== In This Issue: =====
-List of Officers Elected 6
-The Sanitarium Health Food Shop (Advertisement) 7
+| | |Page|
-The Boys in Tasmania - Part II,
+|Editorial| | 1|
-by Geoff Wags 7
+|Barrcarole|"Mulga"| 2|
-Federation Notes - March Meetino,
+|At the Annual General Meeting| | 3|
-by Allen k:,.. Strom 10
+|List of Officers Elected| | 6|
-Fauna Protection Panel Report, by Allen A. Strom 11
+|The Boys in Tasmania - Part II|Geoff Wagg| 7|
-Reunion, 1954, by Ross Laird 14
+|Federation Notes - March Meeting|Allen A. Strom|10|
-Paddy's Arf,vertisement 18
+|Fauna Protection Panel Report|Allen A. Strom|11|
+|Reunion, 1954|Ross Laird|14|
-EDITORIAL.
-. As co-Dditora of the Magazine, of 1 year and 21 years, standing respectively, we bring you that most desirable feature - a bending of the modern and the ancient.
+===== Advertisements: =====
-To those who say the Club is degenerating and offer as witness thereof a decline in membership, cancellation of day walks due to lack of supp ort, dearth of exploratory trips, marathon events a more than minus quantity, we bring our long range vision into
-.
+| |Page|
-operation and reply that in our twenty odd years' experience we have seen the same thins happen more than once before, and still the Club goes on.
+|Scenic Motor Tours| 3|
-Then switching over to our short range vision we point out that the Club has as jolly fine a sot of young folk as ever in the past. Their bumps of adventure are very well developed. When, for example, have we had so many sampling the delights of New Zealand scenery? (and, the same thing working, in reverse: New Zealanders,
+|Leica Photo Service| 5|
- now members of the S.D.W., ditto-ins the ditto of our ditto.) Close at hand the less pecunious young members have been-77ing trips to Tasmani4 and dreaming of the days when, withmore time and money at their disposal, they will emulate the older members taking trips abroad 14119 regale us with stories of Lord Howe Island, the British Isles, Tope, (Ah, the Swiss Alps!), Canada, India (I can see the Himalayason the skyline!)
+|Sanitarium Health Food Shop| 7|
-The last couple of Re-unions hold their own with any of the past for originality Dnd entertainment, and in a way take the place of
+|Paddy's Advertisement|18|
-our old-time Annual Concert, and on walks, be they strenuous or otherwise, all scam to enjoy themselves. Make no mistake, the Club is very much alive! Our oldest member struck the right note at the
-last Re-union. As he watched the mass of new generation S.B.W's
+----
-;
-' crawling nound in napkins and nothing he remarked, "We almost needn't , bother with a Public Relations Officer to boost membership. There are your now members if you'll only wait a few years."
+===== Editorial. =====
-am14
-ARRCLOOLE.
+As co-Editors of the Magazine, of 1 year and 21 years' standing respectively, we bring you that most desirable feature - a blending of the modern and the ancient.
+To those who say the Club is degenerating and offer as witness thereof a decline in membership, cancellation of day walks due to lack of support, dearth of exploratory trips, marathon events a more than minus quantity, we bring our long range vision into operation and reply that in our twenty odd years' experience we have seen the same things happen more than once before, and still the Club goes on.
+Then switching over to our short range vision we point out that the Club has as jolly fine a set of young folk as ever in the past. Their bumps of adventure are very well developed. When, for example, have we had so many sampling the delights of New Zealand scenery? (and, the same thing working, in reverse: New Zealanders, now members of the S.B.W., ditto-ing the ditto of __our__ ditto.) Close at hand the less pecunious young members have been doing trips to Tasmania and dreaming of the days when, with more time and money at their disposal, they will emulate the older members taking trips abroad who regale us with stories of Lord Howe Island, the British Isles, Europe, (Ah, the Swiss Alps!), Canada, India (I can see the Himalayas on the skyline!)
+The last couple of Re-unions hold their own with any of the past for originality and entertainment, and in a way take the place of our old-time Annual Concert, and on walks, be they strenuous or otherwise, all seem to enjoy themselves. Make no mistake, the Club is very much alive! Our oldest member struck the right note at the last Re-union. As he watched the mass of new generation S.B.W's crawling round in napkins and nothing he remarked, "We almost needn't bother with a Public Relations Officer to boost membership. There are your now members if you'll only wait a few years."
+----
+===== Barracole. =====
 By "Mulga".
-Let me tell you now about a Boar of very little brain,
-If you think I'm meaning Pooh Bear, let ne hasten to explain - It's not the sort of bear that you would find behind iron bars, Though it Visits one variety when travelling in cars. An amiable, friendly Bear, bonnaceous you night say,
+Let me tell you now about a Bear of very little brain,\\
-It climbs up trees and swings from limbs by night, but not by day. It feeds on Terry's Meal, I'm told, you can hear it from afar, What's that you say, did I say Dear? So sorry, I meant Barr!
+If you think I'm meaning Pooh Bear, let me hasten to explain -\\
-NOTICE,
+It's not the sort of bear that you would find behind iron bars,\\
-'7Cheddar Chopper" is extremely interested in hearing from all and sundry all those little incidents and gossip items that occur on every trip which, unless recorded, go unheeded by all members Who were not fortunate enough to be present.
+Though it visits one variety when travelling in cars.\\
-Also it would be appreciated if all hatches, matches, and no dispatches we hope, could be addressed to
+An amiable, friendly Bear, bonnaceous you night say,\\
-"Cheddar Chopper",
+It climbs up trees and swings from limbs by night, but not by day.\\
-Box 4476, G.P.O.,
+It feeds on Terry's Meal, I'm told, you can hear it from afar,\\
-SYDNEY.
+What's that you say, did I say Bear? So sorry, I meant Barr!
-.
-IF YOU ARE GOING PLACES CONTACT
+----
-SCENIC MOTOR TOURS, --Tarmr7 sr177777- -7=7.7r7
-DAILY TOURS BY PARLOR COACH TO THE WORLD FAMOUS JENOLAN CAVES AND ALL BLUE MOUNTAIN SIGHTS.
+=== Notice. ===
-TRANSPORT BY COACEES FOR PARTIES OF BUSH- WALKERS TO KANANGRA Y2ALL3, GINKIN OR OTHER SUITABLE POINTS BY ;d1RANGEMENT.
-FOR ALL INFORMATION
+"Cheddar Chopper" is extremely interested in hearing from all and sundry all those little incidents and gossip items that occur on every trip which, unless recorded, go unheeded by all members who were not fortunate enough to be present.
-WRITE TO P.O. BOX 60, KATOOMBA TELEPHONE 60, KATOOMEA.
-AT THE ANNUAL GENERAL MEETING.
+Also it would be appreciated if all hatches, matches, and no dispatches we hope, could be addressed to:
-At the appointed hour of 7.45 p m., the President gave a dong on hisgong, the sixty-odd people then present in a miscellany of chairs (mostly more comfortable than the Ingersoll Hall variety) came to the alert, and we were on the way. Presentation of the Swimming Carnival awards was held over until the Maestro, Dill Henley, arrived: we went on with minutes, and after outlining the main features, the President moved the adoption of the Annual Report: duly carried, and Dill now appeared to present the awards, commenting regretfully on the small attendance, but favourably an the high point scores of Kevin ;Lrdill and Gwen Frost.
-The financial statement was taken as read, and its adoption formally moved by the Treasurer. In answer to a question concerning the R,10 sundry debtors", the President outlined our battle royal with the Coronet restaurant over a deposit which wasn't returned. After this the report was adopted, and Dormic moved that we put our Profit into the two reserve funds. Various people opposed this,
+"Cheddar Chopper", Box 4476, G.P.O., Sydney.
-and the motion was lost (as the monthly statement showed we had only 13 left by the end of February perhaps it was as well!)
-Followed the customary suspension of standincr, alders, so that elections could proceed and the annual sub. could be considered. The now familiar voting procedure was again agreed upon, with Messrs. Harvey, Roots, Frost and Noble as scrutineers and Edna Stratton co-opted as writer. (A much smaller blackboard for Edna thi6 year.)
+----
-.
-It was first moved that the sub, remain unaltered: formic moved an amendment - a reduction - amendment lost: Jean Harvey proposed that the marrieds should not receive a concession rate - another amendment lost, and the original motion carried. On to correspondence, including our marching orders for Friday evening from the landlord. Now wait for it .. correspondence was received, and there was no business arising! That came later.
+=== Scenic Motor Tours. ===
-through Treasurer's ratified a by-law agenda) the one day walk, and behold, meeting began to bog
-Flying on through the business, we rushed monthly statement, on past Federation Report: (which raised a query because it wasn't on the which requires notice be given the leader of we had come to General Business. And hero the down.
+If you are going places, contact Scenic Motor Tours, Railway Steps, Katoomba.
-Colin Putt called attention to our dwindling membership, and
-the need for stimulating walking activity. Part of the cure was to be discreet advertising, not neon signs "Join S.B.W. and see life", but suitable publicity in equally suitable periodicals, replies to any enquirers who wrote Federation, endeavours to kill the old saw that S.B.W. doesn't want newcomers. He moved that an officer be appointed by caamittee to organise this activity, formic moved an amendment that he be styled flPublicity Officer" but the suggestion lapsed, and Paddy Pallin offered "Public Relations Officer" which was later adopted.
+Daily tours by parlor coach to the world famous Jenolan Caves and all Blue Mountain sights.
+Transport by coaches for parties of bushwalkers to Kanangra Walls, Ginkin or other suitable points by arrangement.
+For all information, write to P.O. Box 60, Katoomba. Telephone 60, Katoomba.
+----
+===== At The Annual General Meeting. =====
+At the appointed hour of 7.45 p.m., the President gave a dong on his gong, the sixty-odd people then present in a miscellany of chairs (mostly more comfortable than the Ingersoll Hall variety) came to the alert, and we were on the way. Presentation of the Swimming Carnival awards was held over until the Maestro, Bill Henley, arrived: we went on with minutes, and after outlining the main features, the President moved the adoption of the Annual Report: duly carried, and Bill now appeared to present the awards, commenting regretfully on the small attendance, but favourably on the high point scores of Kevin Ardill and Gwen Frost.
+The financial statement was taken as read, and its adoption formally moved by the Treasurer. In answer to a question concerning the "£10 sundry debtors", the President outlined our battle royal with the Coronet restaurant over a deposit which wasn't returned. After this the report was adopted, and Dormie moved that we put our profit into the two reserve funds. Various people opposed this, and the motion was lost (as the monthly statement showed we had only £13 left by the end of February perhaps it was as well!)
+Followed the customary suspension of standing orders, so that elections could proceed and the annual sub. could be considered. The now familiar voting procedure was again agreed upon, with Messrs. Harvey, Roots, Frost and Noble as scrutineers and Edna Stretton co-opted as writer. (A much smaller blackboard for Edna this year.)
+It was first moved that the sub. remain unaltered: Dormie moved an amendment - a reduction - amendment lost: Jean Harvey proposed that the marrieds should not receive a concession rate - another amendment lost, and the original motion carried. On to correspondence, including our marching orders for Friday evening from the landlord. Now wait for it... correspondence was received, and there was no business arising! That came later.
+Flying on through the business, we rushed through Treasurer's monthly statement, on past Federation Report: ratified a by-law (which raised a query because it wasn't on the agenda) - the one which requires notice be given the leader of a day walk, and behold, we had come to General Business. And here the meeting began to bog down.
+Colin Putt called attention to our dwindling membership, and the need for stimulating walking activity. Part of the cure was to be discreet advertising, not neon signs "Join S.B.W. and see life", but suitable publicity in equally suitable periodicals, replies to any enquirers who wrote Federation, endeavours to kill the old saw that S.B.W. doesn't want newcomers. He moved that an officer be appointed by committee to organise this activity. Dormie moved an amendment that he be styled "Publicity Officer" but the suggestion lapsed, and Paddy Pallin offered "Public Relations Officer" which was later adopted.
 Quite a deal of comment unkind to Ingersoll Hall had been made during this discussion, and it was argued we'd never attract the right type of new member in such a dingy environment: Ray Kirkby questioned whether the decline was limited to S.B.W. or more widely spread, and the President observed that it appeared to be a universal malaise with walking clubs, though he had no precise figures to establish this.
-Bill Cosgrove queried what the purpose of building up strength of the Club might be: wouldn't a club of even 150 be sufficient? Colin Putt answered we wanted to build up "active walking strength, and Kevin Ardill indicated we had nothinr, like 150 active walkers. Paddy Pallin observed that walking clubs generally did appear to be havinr, a lean time, yet the sale of walking gear remained quite high. In S.D.T. we had a fine crowd of young walkers, but not enough of them, and some good Publicity may help enormously. In some quarters the non-competitive nature of bush walking was attracting interest, but our meeting place was definitely against us. He was applauded.
-The President intervened to slay the old belief that S.D.W. had closed its membership at one stage - at the request of Federation
-we had withdrawn our name from the list of Clubs in order that smaller clubs might thrive. Rene Browne said the Club started through publicity, and Ray Kirkby commented that we must take into account the probable rental of another club room - could it be afforded? Perhaps increased membership would make it easier to find the finance for a better roam. Tom Moppett pointed out that there Was no suggestion of lowering our standard of admission, and though the Club had in the past opposed use of publicity for gaining members, we had to meet the fact that our walking strength was very law. Dick Hoffman
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-urged U8 to take more interest in the welfare of that the loss during that time might be reduced, considered that a stepping-up of social activity attractions to the Club. The gag was applied, a carried.
+Bill Cosgrove queried what the purpose of building up strength of the Club might be: wouldn't a club of even 150 be sufficient? Colin Putt answered we wanted to build up active walking strength, and Kevin Ardill indicated we had nothing like 150 active walkers. Paddy Pallin observed that walking clubs generally did appear to be having a lean time, yet the sale of walking gear remained quite high. In S.B.W. we had a fine crowd of young walkers, but not enough of them, and some good publicity may help enormously. In some quarters the non-competitive nature of bush walking was attracting interest, but our meeting place was definitely against us. He was applauded.
-prospectiVesi-so
-ad Dill Gillam would lend added
+The President intervened to slay the old belief that S.B.W. had closed its membership at one stage - at the request of Federation we had withdrawn our name from the list of Clubs in order that smaller clubs might thrive. Rene Browne said the Club started through publicity, and Ray Kirkby commented that we must take into account the probable rental of another club room - could it be afforded? Perhaps increased membership would make it easier to find the finance for a better room. Tom Moppett pointed out that there Was no suggestion of lowering our standard of admission, and though the Club had in the past opposed use of publicity for gaining members, we had to meet the fact that our walking strength was very low. Dick Hoffman urged us to take more interest in the welfare of prospectives, so that the loss during that time might be reduced, and Bill Gillam considered that a stepping-up of social activity would lend added attractions to the Club. The gag was applied, and the amended motion carried.
-rd the amended motion
-About this stage, when Dot Butler had been elected Editorl she suggested that Geoff *Lam, the other nominee, be appointed
+About this stage, when Dot Butler had been elected Editor, she suggested that Geoff Wagg, the other nominee, be appointed Co-Editor and after a little doubt who should sit on Committee, the matter was conveniently stood over until the committee-members-without-portfolio were appointed.
-and after a little doubt who should sit an Committee, the matter was conveniently stood over until the committee-members-without-portfolio were appointed.
-Dormie moved that the feature of a monthly Social Report be re-introduced, the Social Secretary agreed with him, End it was so. Dormie flushed with triumph, went on to refer to the loss of 10 over the Coronet affair, and urged that we obtain a "legal persona" and be registered as a corporate body, essentially not for profit. Allen Strom and Tom Moppett referred to the fact that this may be a costly business, considering how infrequently we had been "stung" in the past, and the motion, amended to "be referred to committee to investigate", was carried.
+Dormie moved that the feature of a monthly Social Report be re-introduced, the Social Secretary agreed with him, and it was so. Dormie, flushed with triumph, went on to refer to the loss of £10 over the Coronet affair, and urged that we obtain a "legal persona" and be registered as a corporate body, essentially not for profit. Allen Strom and Tom Moppett referred to the fact that this may be a costly business, considering how infrequently we had been "stung" in the past, and the motion, amended to "be referred to committee to investigate", was carried.
-.
-Alex Colley swTsted that Committee prepare "specifications"
+Alex Colley suggested that Committee prepare "specifications" of requirements for a new Club Room so that all members could join in the search for a suitable place, these "specifications" to be given to the next meeting, and the motion was carried. Then Alex followed up with a project that the Era Trust Fund (well, £440 of it) be invested in the current Commonwealth Loan, subject to the approval of Club Solicitor and Trustees. A number of brisk comments followed, some referring to our previous experience with bonds which were saleable only at a loss, and some maintaining that the higher interest rate on the present loan minimised this risk. The motion was finally carried.
-of requirements for a new Club Room so that all members could join in the search for a suitable place, these "specifications" to be given to the next meeting, and the motion was carried: Then Alex followed up With a project that tile Era Trust Fund' (well, 440 of it) be
-. invested in the current Commonwealth Loan, subject to the approval
+After it had been fixed that the items on the remaining part of the social programme should be put back two days to the preceding Wednesday, it was plain that the sands were running out... and then horror! we discovered there was an ex-member in the ranks. And worse, he had actually lodged one or two votes. The matter was hashed back and forth for some time, when Paddy resolved it all by moving that we ratify all the business and elections of the evening. We did this with a profound sigh of relief, but Dormie still had the last word, moving that any future by-laws due for ratification be announced in the notice of meeting. We were all so relieved that we'd got around the previous impasse that no one contested this, and we carried it, and the President was able to call "Let Us Re-tine!" at 10.20 p.m.
-of Club Solicitor and Trustees. A number of brisk comments followed, some referring to our previous experience with bonds which were saleable only at a loss, and some maintaining that the higher interest rate on the present loan minimised this risk. The motion was finally carried.
-After it had been fixed that the items on the remaining Dart
+----
-of the social programme should be put back two days to the Preceding Wednesday, it was plain that the sands were running out... and then horror! we discovered there was an ex-member in the ranks. And worse, he had actually lodged one or two votes. The natter was hashed back and forth for some time, when Paddy resolved it all by moving that we ratify all the business and elections of the evening. We did this with a profound sigh of relief, but Dormie still had the last word, moving that any future by-laws due for ratification be announced in the notice of meeting. V:e were all so relieved that we'd got around the previous impasse that no one contested this, and we, carried it, and the President was able to call "Let Us Re-tine!" at 10.20 p m.
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-LIST OF 0P7ICERS ELECTED AT THE ANNUAL GENERAL MEETING,
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-COMMITTEE MEMBERS
-FEDERATION DELEGATES:
+Macquarie Place, Sydney, N.S.W.
-JIM BROWN MALCOLM McGREGOR ELSIE BRUGGY GRACE AIRD SHEILA BINNS KEVIN ARD ILL BRIAN ANDERSON ROSS LAIRD TOM MOPPETT DOT BUTLER GEOFF WAGG
-BERYL CHRISTIANSEN
+----
-GEOFF V:AGG
-PAUL BARNES JEANNE GOLDING
+===== List Of Officers Elected At The Annual General Meeting. =====
-ALLEN STROM
-YVONNE RENWICK PAUL BARNES ALLEN STROM
+|**President**|Jim Brown.|
-TOM HENNY-ROYAL
+|**Vice Presidents**|Malcolm McGregor, Allen Strom.|
-SUBSTITUTE FEDERATION
+|**Secretary**|Elsie Bruggy.|
-DELEGATES: BRIAN HARVEY PADDY PALLIN PARKS & PLAYGROUNDS
+|**Assistant Secretary**|Grace Aird.|
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+|**Treasurer**|Sheila Binns.|
-DELEGATE: ILDA STODDART
+|**Membership Secretary**|Kevin Ardill.|
-AUDITOR: TOM :KENNY-ROYAL
+|**Walks Secretary**|Brian Anderson.|
-TRUSTEES: livAL ROOTS MAURICE DERRY
+|**Social Secretary**|Ross Laird.|
-HON. SOLICITOR: COLIN BROAD
+|**Conservation Secretary**|Tom Moppett.|
-MAGAZINE BUSINESS MANAGER: ALEX CCLLEY
+|**Literary Editor**|Dot Butler.|
-JOE TURNER
+|**Co-Editor**|Geoff Wagg.|
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+|**Committee Members**|Beryl Christiansen, Yvonne Renwick, Geoff Wagg, Paul Barnes.|
-KEEP THAT FOUR DAY EASTER PACK LIGHT WITH
+|**Federation Delegates**|Paul Barnes, Allen Strom, Jeanne Golding, Tom Kenny-Royal.|
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+|**Auditor**|Tom Kenny-Royal.|
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+|**Trustees**|Wal Roots, Maurice Berry, Joe Turner.|
- HUNTER STREET SYDNEY.
+|**Hon. Solicitor**|Colin Broad.|
-THE BOYS IN TASMANIA.
+|**Magazine Business Manager**|Alex Colley.|
-By Geoff Wag. PART II.
+----
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+===== The Boys In Tasmania - Part II. =====
+By Geoff Wagg.
 (Descending off cloud-capped Mount Ossa, the party - Ross, Frank, David and Geoff - proceeds south towards the untold horrors of Ducane Hut.)
-That afternoon, as we trekked throu-,h the Mersey Gorge towards Du Cane Hut, we cane our nearest to being homesick. The track had dried so that it was evena little dusty, and the sun shone from a blue sky into the golden lieggs and bacon" along the way. Occasionally we care to a shady gum that littered its curly bark across the track and in the distance was the low, scrub-covered cliff of the Du Cane Range. For half a mile we were in Megalong Valley, then back to the button grass.
-Du Cane Hut, we were pleased to find, was almost deserted, so we all proceeded to have our first all-over wash for too many days. I should have said, all except David. Poor old Snow had just got a decent lather up when the lookout, perched on a high stump, watching the track, yelled "Here cone the Indians!!" and half a dozen Y.H.A. girls tramped into the clearing, wondering what all the commotion was.
+That afternoon, as we trekked through the Mersey Gorge towards Du Cane Hut, we came our nearest to being homesick. The track had dried so that it was even a little dusty, and the sun shone from a blue sky into the golden "eggs and bacon" along the way. Occasionally we came to a shady gum that littered its curly bark across the track and in the distance was the low, scrub-covered cliff of the Du Cane Range. For half a mile we were in Megalong Valley, then back to the button grass.
-.
-That was New Year's Eve, and the Y.ILA. girls celebrated by chasing some Possibly imaginary kangaroos around the hut during the wee small hours. A little way back I mentioned our rather dismal, negroid dampers. Lell, those days or dampers were past and now our masterpieces were removed from the embers a glorious golden brownf and displayed to the admiring throng to an accompaniment of "Ohs!' and hAhs!" Also, it was in this but that Mr. Laird finally and forever stripped the Club of any shreds of good character that may
+Du Cane Hut, we were pleased to find, was almost deserted, so we all proceeded to have our first all-over wash for too many days. I should have said, all except David. Poor old Snow had just got a decent lather up when the lookout, perched on a high stump, watching the track, yelled "Here come the Indians!!" and half a dozen Y.H.A. girls tramped into the clearing, wondering what all the commotion was.
-have been left after previous invasions (details will be forwarded if one guinea and a self-addressed envelope are sent to the author).
-On New Year's Day the heavens once more wept. -e moved as quickly as we could along the track, canine; in at the brand new Windy Ridge hut to have a cuppa with some of our track friends. The rain, most inconsiderately, didn't stop at lunch time so we, of necessity, had lunch in the rain. Ross and I buttoned our groundsheets together and threw them over a fallen tree to make a sort of shelter under which we huddled while Frank and David squatted, buttering slices of damper underneath their groundsheets and then trying to transfer tam to the mouth before they became sodden. Our shelter wasn't too dry, either, because every time one of us moved an icy stream would descend through the gap in the middle and invariably find its way down somebody's neck.
+That was New Year's Eve, and the Y.H.A. girls celebrated by chasing some possibly imaginary kangaroos around the hut during the wee small hours. A little way back I mentioned our rather dismal, negroid dampers. Well, those days of dampers were past and now our masterpieces were removed from the embers a glorious golden brown and displayed to the admiring throng to an accompaniment of "Ohs!" and "Ahs!" Also, it was in this hut that Mr. Laird finally and forever stripped the Club of any shreds of good character that may have been left after previous invasions (details will be forwarded if one guinea and a self-addressed envelope are sent to the author).
-As we had all been having foot trouble, we were hoping for a ride down from Narcissus Hut in the launch, but a note in the log book soon dashed our hopes. The launch, it stated, had been out of order for some days, and several Parties whom it was supposed to meet had given up waiting and walked. And so did we.
-think those eleven miles on a muddy track through gloomy beech forest were the most miserable of the Whole trip. But we got Q12/1 reward. The Ranger's store at Cynthia Bay had chocolates and sweet biscuits and other simple luxuries that our souls had yearned for. Also Mr. J. Pluvius called a truce and sent away his sullen legions, so that the sun could shine through on our last evening in the Reserve. YCe pitched our tents, washed and cleaned up generally, then cooked an enormous tea and luxuriated in the comfortable feel- ing of full tummies.
+On New Year's Day the heavens once more wept. We moved as quickly as we could along the track, calling in at the brand new Windy Ridge hut to have a cuppa with some of our track friends. The rain, most inconsiderately, didn't stop at lunch time so we, of necessity, had lunch in the rain. Ross and I buttoned our groundsheets together and threw them over a fallen tree to make a sort of shelter under which we huddled while Frank and David squatted, buttering slices of damper underneath their groundsheets and then trying to transfer them to the mouth before they became sodden. Our shelter wasn't too dry, either, because every time one of us moved an icy stream would descend through the gap in the middle and invariably find its way down somebody's neck.
-We loafed in bed until nine o'clock next morning, made a leisurely breakfast, then walked the three miles out to Derwent bridge, where we picked up our second lot of supplies, and caught the bus along to the Frenchman's Cap turn-off. :;e collected our tucker all right, and posted a few kodachromes, then David, Whose drinking vessel had been left behind in Windy Ridge hut, decided to try and talk the barman in the tin shanty hotel into selling him a glass. The barman was so affected by Snow's inspired pleading that he broke down and gave him a cracked "lady's waist7 so that on all future occasions David demurely sipped his cocoa from his refined container that measured about six to one bushwalker's mug.
-Imagine our horror when we climbed aboard our bus to find a passenger list entirely composed of boy scouts! For a While it seamed that a serious incident was going to develop between flora-
+As we had all been having foot trouble, we were hoping for a ride down from Narcissus Hut in the launch, but a note in the log book soon dashed our hopes. The launch, it stated, had been out of order for some days, and several parties whom it was supposed to meet had given up waiting and walked. And so did we.
-.
-loving Frank and a scout masteil who had been gaily, adorning his hat with wayside wildflowers. Also a little something seemed to be developing between Snow and a cub mistress, so it was probably just
+think those eleven miles on a muddy track through gloomy beech forest were the most miserable of the whole trip. But we got our reward. The Ranger's store at Cynthia Bay had chocolates and sweet biscuits and other simple luxuries that our souls had yearned for. Also Mr. J. Pluvius called a truce and sent away his sullen legions, so that the sun could shine through on our last evening in the Reserve. We pitched our tents, washed and cleaned up generally, then cooked an enormous tea and luxuriated in the comfortable feeling of full tummies.
-as well that Frenchman's Cap turn-off care when it did and we got our,.
-Frenchman's Cap turn-off: a signpost an a glaring White road, surrounded by bare hills and button grass. I've never felt so deserted in all my life. We weren't really looking forward to Frenchman's, although that exciting blue silhouette standing definitely alone had captured our imaginations. But the tales we'd heard: mud to the waist, seething with leeches, and on top of that our troublesome feet. To contradict all this, our stay in the Frenchman's area was marked by fine weather and good camp sites, so we enjoyed it in spite of sore tootsies.
+We loafed in bed until nine o'clock next morning, made a leisurely breakfast, then walked the three miles out to Derwent Bridge, where we picked up our second lot of supplies, and caught the bus along to the Frenchman's Cap turn-off. We collected our tucker all right, and posted a few kodachromes, then David, whose drinking vessel had been left behind in Windy Ridge hut, decided to try and talk the barman in the tin shanty hotel into selling him a glass. The barman was so affected by Snow's inspired pleading that he broke down and gave him a cracked "lady's waist" so that on all future occasions David demurely sipped his cocoa from his refined container that measured about six to one bushwalker's mug.
+Imagine our horror when we climbed aboard our bus to find a passenger list entirely composed of boy scouts! For a while it seamed that a serious incident was going to develop between flora-loving Frank and a scout master who had been gaily adorning his hat with wayside wildflowers. Also a little something seemed to be developing between Snow and a cub mistress, so it was probably just as well that Frenchman's Cap turn-off came when it did and we got out.
+Frenchman's Cap turn-off: a signpost an a glaring white road, surrounded by bare hills and button grass. I've never felt so deserted in all my life. We weren't really looking forward to Frenchman's, although that exciting blue silhouette standing definitely alone had captured our imaginations. But the tales we'd heard: mud to the waist, seething with leeches, and on top of that our troublesome feet. To contradict all this, our stay in the Frenchman's area was marked by fine weather and good camp sites, so we enjoyed it in spite of sore tootsies.
 We camped comfortably on the Loddon River that night, although the mosquitoes worried Snow quite a bit, and dined sumptuously off treacle dumplings. Then we made the amazing discovery that we'd allowed for one meal too few on our food list. Oh well, eat, drink and be merry, for tomorrow we diet.
-Next day was fine and we pushed off across the Loddon Plains, so much more interesting than those in the Reserve because of the wild flowers and the little hillocks dotted amongst them. We passed Lake Vera, then up that mud slippery-slide misnamed track that leads to the top of 3arron Pass. There we lunched, then followed on through the obstacle course of innumerable ups and downs towards Lake Tahune. Finally, when it seemed that it would never come; we saw Tahune nestling under the sheer wall of Frenchman's Cap, and beside it the hut, resplendent in its new galvanised iron roof, and proclaimed by a carved sign to be the "Bowl Inn", Prop. J. Pluvius.
-We had no sooner hit the hut When everybody shed his boots. Apparently the long rough track had affected us all the same way. We decided there and then to cancel the final part of our walk in the Lake Fodder area and do some touring instead. Everyone agreed that would be Bon Oh.
+Next day was fine and we pushed off across the Loddon Plains, so much more interesting than those in the Reserve because of the wild flowers and the little hillocks dotted amongst them. We passed Lake Vera, then up that mud slippery-slide misnamed track that leads to the top of Barron Pass. There we lunched, then followed on through the obstacle course of innumerable ups and downs towards Lake Tahune. Finally, when it seemed that it would never come, we saw Tahune nestling under the sheer wall of Frenchman's Cap, and beside it the hut, resplendent in its new galvanised iron roof, and proclaimed by a carved sign to be the "Bowl Inn", Prop. J. Pluvius.
-During the night we had some light rain and we began to have misgivings about our vim from the top next morning. However, all mar, fears were groundless, as the dawn arrived quite fine except for a little mist around the summit. We started our climb and had reaOhed the saddle when we saw about a dozen of the Melbourne Walkers whom we had met at odd times in the Reserve swarm into the clearing around the Hut. We were glad we weren't staying the night, as little Tahune would have been rather crowded.
-Climbing further we reached the top about the sane time as the mist did and, while we hung about waiting for it to clear, made inroads into a box of chocolates that David and Frank had generously carried up to celebrate the occasion. In an hour or so the vapour cleared sufficiently for a bit of photography, after whiell we trouped happily back to the hut for lunch. We pushed an the sane afternoon around and 121D what one of the Melbourne lads described as the only, vertical swamp in existence, then down the pass to Lake Vera, where we had a very pleasant camp for the night.
+We had no sooner hit the hut when everybody shed his boots. Apparently the long rough track had affected us all the same way. We decided there and then to cancel the final part of our walk in the Lake Pedder area and do some touring instead. Everyone agreed that would be Bon Oh.
-.
-Then we were just ready to move on next morning Snow suddenly remembered that he'd left his camera about half way up the pass, so back he went while we went on slowly with his pack. He caught us up about an hour and a half later, complete with camera - said he would have taken his time if he'd known how nicely we were getting on carrying his pack!
+During the night we had some light rain and we began to have misgivings about our view from the top next morning. However, all our fears were groundless, as the dawn arrived quite fine except for a little mist around the summit. We started our climb and had reached the saddle when we saw about a dozen of the Melbourne Walkers whom we had met at odd times in the Reserve swarm into the clearing around the Hut. We were glad we weren't staying the night, as little Tahune would have been rather crowded.
-I'm afraid we made heavy weather of the button grass plains that morning, but aching feet were making Ross and me glad that this was the last day we'd be wearing boots for a while anyway. We lunched on the Loddon, then started that lonn, hot climb over the ridge to the Franklin River. It was with a sense of real atisfaction that we scrambled down on to that shingle bed by the fast, clean Franklin, and scrubbed clothes and boots and bodies of the mud and sweat of
-accumulated days. Behind us were the days of fatigue and meagre
+Climbing further we reached the top about the sane time as the mist did and, while we hung about waiting for it to clear, made inroads into a box of chocolates that David and Frank had generously carried up to celebrate the occasion. In an hour or so the vapour cleared sufficiently for a bit of photography, after which we trouped happily back to the hut for lunch. We pushed on the same afternoon around and up what one of the Melbourne lads described as the only vertical swamp in existence, then down the pass to Lake Vera, where we had a very pleasant camp for the night.
-rations: tomorrow we would be catching a bus to the life of ease and the lap of luxury.
-You know", said Frank, "a tourist's life won't be bad. 'Non, said Snow, just on the turn.
+When we were just ready to move on next morning Snow suddenly remembered that he'd left his camera about half way up the pass, so back he went while we went on slowly with his pack. He caught us up about an hour and a half later, complete with camera - said he would have taken his time if he'd known how nicely we were getting on carrying his pack!
+I'm afraid we made heavy weather of the button grass plains that morning, but aching feet were making Ross and me glad that this was the last day we'd be wearing boots for a while anyway. We lunched on the Loddon, then started that long, hot climb over the ridge to the Franklin River. It was with a sense of real atisfaction that we scrambled down on to that shingle bed by the fast, clean Franklin, and scrubbed clothes and boots and bodies of the mud and sweat of accumulated days. Behind us were the days of fatigue and meagre rations: tomorrow we would be catching a bus to the life of ease and the lap of luxury.
+"You know", said Frank, "a tourist's life won't be bad."
+"No", said Snow, "just on the turn."
 But we were. all looking forward to it!
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 FEDERATION NOTES - MARCH MEL7ING.
 By Allen A. Strom.