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- | THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER | + | =====The Sydney Bushwalker===== |
- | A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney Bush Walkers, C/- Ingersoll Hall, 256 Crown St., Sydney Box No04476, G.P.O.,SYDNEY | + | |
- | MEINIIIIIMMIN.1.1www.meg | + | 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., |
- | No. 253 DECEMBER, 1935. Price 6d. | + | |
- | ....1.m.mnn.....r...1 | + | ====No. 253 December, 1955. Price 6d.==== |
- | Editor: Dot Butler, Boundary Road, Wahroonsa | + | |
- | + | |**Editor**|Dot Butler, Boundary Road, Wahroonga | |
- | Sales & Subs.: Jess Martin | + | |**Business Manager**|Jack Gentle| |
- | Typed by: Dot Butler | + | |**Sales & Subs.**|Jess Martin| |
- | Production: Barbara Brown | + | |**Typed by**|Dot Butler| |
- | CONTENTS | + | |**Production**|Barbara Brown| |
- | At Our November Meeting | + | |
- | The Rudolf Cup (With a Difference). (Notice) | + | =====Contents===== |
- | The Sanitarium Health Food Shopdvt.) | + | |
- | A Day Dot Butler | + | | | |Page| |
- | The Rot sets in " | + | |At Our November Meeting|A.C.| 1| |
- | The Bare Facts - Kevin Ardill | + | |The Rudolf Cup (With a Difference). (Notice)| | 2| |
- | Leica Photo Service (Advt.) | + | |Australia My Studio|Ray Bean| 3| |
- | Another | + | |Federation Report - November|Allen Strom| 5| |
- | AT OUR NOVEMBER MEETING | + | |I'm the King of the Castle|Geof Wagg| 7| |
- | Page | + | |A Day|Dot Butler|14| |
- | 1 | + | |The Rot sets in|Colin Putt|16| |
- | 2 | + | |The Bare Facts|Kevin Ardill|18| |
- | 3 | + | |Another |
- | 3 | + | |
- | 5 | + | =====Advertisements===== |
- | 7 | + | |
- | 14 | + | | |Page| |
- | 16 | + | |Siedlecky' |
- | 18 | + | |The Sanitarium Health Food Shop| 5| |
- | 19 | + | |Hattswell' |
- | 20 | + | |Leica Photo Service|19| |
- | 22 | + | |Pity Poor Paddy (Paddy' |
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+ | =====At Our November Meeting.===== | ||
- A.G.C. | - A.G.C. | ||
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Because, it was rumoured, of a social counter-attraction not many came into the club room for the meeting of November 11th. So few, in fact, that at 8 p.m. the President and Secretary were counting heads for a quorum. By 8.30 this had materialised and shortly after there, were 34 present. | Because, it was rumoured, of a social counter-attraction not many came into the club room for the meeting of November 11th. So few, in fact, that at 8 p.m. the President and Secretary were counting heads for a quorum. By 8.30 this had materialised and shortly after there, were 34 present. | ||
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One new member, Geoff Broadhead, was welcomed by the President. | One new member, Geoff Broadhead, was welcomed by the President. | ||
- | The recent Conservation Conference called by the Chief Guardian of Fauna was reported and discussed. The activities of our representatives (Tom Moppett, Malcolm McGregor and Jim Brown) were the subject of favourable comment. Tom and Malcolm were members of a committee who reported on the implementation of the Conference' | + | |
- | . the previous meeting, and together with Myles Dunphy did much to influence the trend of the decisions. Although they did not recommend the complete banning of the sale of wildflowers because they did not think the conference would agree, the conference after long discussion exceeded their recommendations and voted in favour of the ban. The proposals for a National Parks Authority were accepted, and control | + | The recent Conservation Conference called by the Chief Guardian of Fauna was reported and discussed. The activities of our representatives (Tom Moppett, Malcolm McGregor and Jim Brown) were the subject of favourable comment. Tom and Malcolm were members of a committee who reported on the implementation of the Conference' |
- | of the use of firearms strongly supported. On this latter subject the ConserVation | + | |
- | Room stewards appointed for December: Brian Harveyand | + | Room stewards appointed for December: Brian Harvey and Geof Wagg. |
- | 2,, | + | |
- | THE 1955 RUDOLF CUP TWIT-1A DIFFERENCE7 | + | ---- |
- | S.B.W. | + | |
- | BOAT RACES DURING DAY, TO BE FOLLOWED BY BARBECUE IN EVENING. DATE: SUNDAY, 18th DECEMBER. | + | =====The 1955 Rudolf Cup (With A Difference).===== |
- | PLACE: WATTLE PARK, IN NATIONAL PARK, AUDLEY. | + | |
- | -1:== Station | + | ====S.B.W. |
- | Wattle Park | + | |
- | WHERE TO MEET: | + | __Boat races during day__, to be follow by __Barbecue in evening__. |
- | Boatsheds | + | |
- | Riv | + | __Date__: Sunday, 18th December. |
- | BA | + | |
- | (a) PEASANTS WHO TRAVEL BY TRAIN, MEET AT BOATSHEDS AT 10.30 or 1030 hrs. (TRAIN LEAVES CENTRAL | + | __Place__: Wattle Park, in National Park, Audley. |
- | (b) PLUTOCRATS WHO CCME BY CAR, MEET AT WATTLE PARK AT 10,30 a.m. or 1030 hrs. | + | |
- | COST: Approx 7/6 (INCLUDING HIRE OF BOATS AND PURCHASE OF BEASTS). | + | __Where to Meet__: |
- | EVENING ARRANGEMENTS: FOR THOSE WHO C. BY TRAIN, TRANSPORT WILL BE AVAILABTR BACK TO SUTHERLAND. | + | |
- | HOT WATER: KERO. TINS NEAR FIRE WILL MAINTAIN SUPPLY OF BOILING WATER OWE HOPE). | + | (a) Peasants who travel by train, meet at boatsheds at 10.30 of 1030 hrs. (Train leaves Central |
- | WOOD: THOSE WHO COME BY CAR - IT WOULD BE APPRECIATED IF THEY WOULD BRING ALONG A LOG. ("LOG" | + | |
- | WARNING: | + | (b) Plutocrats who come by car, meet at Wattle Park at 10.30 a.m. or 1030 hrs. |
- | NO S.B.WG MEMBER WILL BE PERMITTED To HOLD ANY C.B.W. | + | |
- | THOSE INTERESTED PLEASE CONTACT | + | __Cost__: Approx 7/6 (including hire of boats and purchase of beasts). |
- | B. ANDERSON; | + | |
- | B0259, Ext,302 | + | __Evening Arrangements__: For those who come by train, transport will be available back to Sutherland. |
- | 3. | + | |
- | AUSTRALIA MY STUDIO | + | __Hot Water__: Kero. tins near fire will maintain supply of boiling water (we hope). |
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+ | __Wood__: those who come by car - it would be appreciated if they would bring along a log. ("Log" | ||
+ | |||
+ | __Warning__! No S.B.W. member will be permitted to hold any C.B.W. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Those interested please contact | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
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+ | =====Australia My Studio.===== | ||
- Ray Bean | - Ray Bean | ||
- | I Hear.theMallIna | + | |
- | We stopped the truck in a dry creek bed somewhere near Broome.. | + | ====I Hear The Whistling==== |
- | I think by mutual accord all three otcupants | + | |
- | curious Baobab tree (Adansonia Gregorii) - Pronounced Bo-ab in the | + | We stopped the truck in a dry creek bed somewhere near Broome. I think by mutual accord all three occupants |
- | north, | + | |
- | In the creek beds (dry, of course; you don't travel this country in "the wet") things were different;, there were also gum trees, | + | In the creek beds (dry, of course; you don't travel this country in "the wet") things were different; there were also gum trees. |
- | Being a bushwalker I shed the truck quickly and began to walk. It mattered not in which direction,.it'all looked the sane which ever way one turned, although I found myself headed for a group of Baobab trees where the water during the last vet had scoured out a shallow area leaving the roots of the trees exposed. | + | |
- | The termite mounds stood mutely like misshapen gravestones in an overcrowded cemetery, and rising above them were two Baobabs, one a well proportioned bottle shape with bare wildly flung branches twisting upward like flames, and the other a simple massive | + | Being a bushwalker I shed the truck quickly and began to walk. It mattered not in which direction, it all looked the same which ever way one turned, although I found myself headed for a group of Baobab trees where the water during the last wet had scoured out a shallow area leaving the roots of the trees exposed. |
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+ | The termite mounds stood mutely like misshapen gravestones in an overcrowded cemetery, and rising above them were two Baobabs, one a well proportioned bottle shape with bare wildly flung branches twisting upward like flames, and the other a simple massive | ||
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- | 1.. PORTANT TRANSPORT NOTICE | + | The glare on the white sand was blinding, and with my camera at the ready I began to circle the area looking for composition that would suit the stark dramatic beauty of the place. Taking some shots I then turned my attention to the third tree, a " |
- | LKERS REQUIRING TRANSPORT | + | |
- | BUSHW | + | The Baobab is the ogre of the arboreal world, there being no limit to which the old trees may go in ugly contortion and vulgar gracelessness. The young trees may grow with grace for a while but seem unable to resist a boisterous urge to clown. |
- | FROM BLACKHEATH . ANY HOUR | + | |
- | RING WRITE OR CALL | + | I was struck with a feeling of awe in this place. Perhaps it was the presence of the termite mounds. You could see in them anything within the orbit of your imagination - animals of all sorts, groups of people, nuns everywhere, kings and queens in coronation robes and crowns tilted at unkingly angles. Those people who will persist in seeing kangaroos and things in the cliff faces at Katoomba would have a wonderful time here. |
- | 0 | + | |
- | SIEDLECKY1S TAXI AND TOURIST SERVICE, | + | I walked away from the graceful Baobab, having photographed it, and some months later it confronted me from the front cover of a woman' |
- | 116 STATION STREET BLACKHEATH. | + | |
- | 24 HOUR SERVICE. | + | Back to the two trees I went in search of yet another photograph, but I seemed to have exhausted all possibilities and was enjoying the warmth of the sun when I became aware of the whistling. There was a high pitched continuous whistling. It hadn't just begun, or had it? It just seemed to infiltrate my awareness. It was all about me persistent. I began looking for its source, which was not difficult because it came from a nearby termite mound. I got within inches before I doubted that it was there, and then found it had gone somewhere |
- | BUSHWALKERS arriving at Blackheath late at night without transport booking can ring for car, from Railway Station or call at above address -- IT'S NEVER TOO LLTEL | + | |
- | ' | + | Then I began to remember bits of stories told by drovers and bushmen of the inland about a mysterious whistling that is sometimes heard but never traced to any form of life. Naturalists, |
- | 4/ | + | |
- | The glare on the white sand was blinding, and with my camera at the ready I began to circle the area looking for composition that would suit the stark dramatic beauty of the place. Taking some shots I then turned my attention to the third tree, a" | + | It occurred to me that I had in my grasp a rare opportunity to add to the knowledge of mankind, and so I set about methodically tracking down the cause of the sound, discounting as I went obvious possibilities like birds, crickets, and such things. Should there have been another to watch my crawling, running, creeping and frustration amongst those infernal termite mounds they must have thought me in the final stages of a perish. Many times I got, I thought, within an inch or two of the whistling, but as soon as I thought it was just a little to this side or that, it was coming from another |
- | sides, the branches dividing and reaching gracefully upward to finish | + | |
- | in long fine fingers from which all leaves had fallen. The nut or fruit still remained like Christmas tree decorations against the brilliant blue sky. | + | One thing I did establish, in my own mind anyway; the whistling is there, but what causes it, " |
- | The Baobab is the ogre of the arboreal world, there being no limit, to which the old trees may go in ugly contortion and vulgar | + | |
- | gracelessness. The young trees may grow with grace for a while but seem unable to resist a boisterous urge to clown. | + | =====Federation Report |
- | I was struck with a feeling of awe in this place. Perhaps it | + | |
- | was the presence of the termite mounds. You' couldsee it:;them anything within the orbit of your imagination - animals of all sorts, groups of people, nuns everywhere, kings and queens in coronation | + | |
- | robes and crowns tilted at unkingly angles. Those people who will persist in seeing kangaroos and things in the cliff faces at Katoomba | + | |
- | would have a wonderful time here. | + | |
- | I walked away from the graceful Baobab, having photographed it, and some months later it confronted me from the front cover of a woman' | + | |
- | Back to the two trees I went in search of yet another photograph, but I seemed to have exhausted all possibilities and was enjoying the warmth of the sun when I became aware of the whistling. There was a high pitched continuous whistling. It hadn't just begun, or had it? | + | |
- | It just seemed to infiltrate my awareness. It was all about me persistent. I began looking for its source, which was not difficult | + | |
- | because it came from a nearby termite mound. I got within inches before I doubted that it was there, and then found it had gone some- | + | |
- | where else; not stopping, just a continuous | + | |
- | Then I b, | + | |
- | bushmen of the inland about a mysterious whistling that is sometimes heard but never traced to any form of life. Naturalists, | + | |
- | It occurred to me that I had in my grasp a rare opportunity to add to the knowledge of mankind, and so I set about methodically tracking down the cause of the sound, discounting as I went obvious possibilities like birds, crickets, and such things. Should there | + | |
- | have been another to watch my crawling, running, creeping and frustration amongst those infernal termite mounds they must have thought me in the final stages of a perish. Many times I got, I thought, within an inch or two of the whistling, but as soon as I | + | |
- | 5. | + | |
- | thought it was just a little to this side or that, it was coming from another | + | |
- | One thing I did establish, in my own mind anyway; the whistling is there, but what causes it, " | + | |
- | FEDERATION REPORT | + | |
- Allen Strom. | - Allen Strom. | ||
- | A letter was received from the FEDERATION OF MOUNTAIN CLUBS OF N.Z. relative to visitors from Australia using Huts in Alpine Areas without prior permission or payment of the proscribed fee. The letter asked that the practice be discontinued and that in future, all intending visitors should contact the Secretary of the Federation at P.O. Box 16040 Wellington, N.Z. | + | |
- | The.C.S.I,2.00 is seeking a BOTANICAL ASSISTANT | + | A letter was received from the __Federation Of Mountain Clubs Of N.Z.__ relative to visitors from Australia using Huts in Alpine Areas without prior permission or payment of the proscribed fee. The letter asked that the practice be discontinued and that in future, all intending visitors should contact the Secretary of the Federation at P.O. Box 1604, Wellington, N.Z. |
- | RIFLE RANGE NEAR PATONGA: Members of Clubs are asked to continue | + | |
- | KEEP UP YOUR VITALITY | + | The C.S.I,R.O. is seeking a __Botanical Assistant__ |
- | ON WALKS WITH | + | |
- | VEGETARIAN FOODS | + | __Rifle Range Near Patonga__: Members of Clubs are asked to continue to protest to the Department of Lands against the establishment of the Rifle Range on the Waratah Patch near Warrah Sanctuary and within the proposed area for the Kariong National Park. Mrs. P. Goulding (W.E.A. Ramblers) collected 122 signatures to a petition against the proposal. These were from Patonga residents to the Department of Lands. |
- | CENOVIS YEAST (CONTAINS WHOLE VITAMIN B COMPLEX, ALSO D,E,F AND H.) | + | |
- | LIGHT THIN RY-KING CRISP BREAD (100% WHOLE RYE FLOUR) WELL | + | __Search And Rescue Section__: Clubs are requested to speed up the supply |
- | WRAPPED IN HANDY 8 OZ. PACKET.. | + | |
- | BASE YOUR HOLIDAY FOOD LISTS ON WHOrliESDME FOODS | + | __Bushfire Fighting Organisation__: The organisers have been very disappointed with the response |
- | WIDE RANGE OF DRIED FRUITS, NUTS, BISCUITS AND DRIED FRUIT | + | |
- | SWEETS. | + | An interview held with Mr. H. Messer, Chairman, The Bushfire Committee, had revealed that when the Board of Fire Commissioners take charge of an area, the __Volunteer Bushfire Fighting Brigades__ |
- | FROM | + | |
- | THE SANITARIUM HEALTH FOOD SHOP, 13 HUNTER STREET., | + | Following a discussion upon the success of a __Wild Life Show__ |
- | 6. | + | |
- | to protest to the Department of Lands against the establishment of the Rifle Range on the Waratah Patch near Warrah Sanctuary and | + | __Barren Grounds__: The Minister for Lands has agreed to the dedication of about 4,000 acres on the Barren Grounds as a Faunal Reserve. This is the culmination of a lengthy |
- | within the proposed area for the Kariong National Park, Mrs. P. Goulding (w.E.a. Ramblers) collected 122 signatures to a petition against the proposal. These were from Patonga residents to the | + | |
- | Department of Lands. | + | The lease to mine marble at __Wombeyan Caves__ |
- | SEARCH AND RESCUE SECTION: Clubs are requested to speed up the supp:' | + | |
- | of names on revised Contact Lists, Practice Search will be held over the week-end March 9/10/11th, 1956 in The Oaks-Warragamba Area. It is hoped to organise another practice search shortly, in | + | ---- |
- | co-ordination with the Police Rescue Section. | + | |
- | BUSHFIRE FIGHTING ORGANIS.C..TION: The organisers have been very | + | Congratulations to Ruth and Dick Pier on the birth of a daughter. |
- | disT5Traed wit1T-FhTh-Fp7F.TF | + | |
- | An interview held with Mr. H. Messer, Chairman, The Bushfire | + | ---- |
- | Committee, had revealed that when the Board of Fire Commissioners take | + | |
- | charge of an area, the VOLUNTEER BUSHFIRE FIGHTING BRIGADES | + | =====I'm The King Of The Castle.....===== |
- | operate with the permission of the Board. This explains the situatic | + | |
- | Following a discussion upon the success of a WILD LIFE SHOW in | + | -Geof Wagg. |
- | Western Australia, it was decided to seek an interview with the Clief Guardian of Fauna with a hope that a similar show might be | + | |
- | arranged in Sydney. | + | ......and my, what a vast selection of dirty rascals. |
- | BARREN GROUNDS: The Minister for Lands has agreed to the dedication of about 4,000 acres on the Barren Grounds as a Faunal Reserve. | + | |
- | This is the culmination of a lengthy | + | Transport was the big question. The main piece of bod-moving equipment was to be the Puttmobile making its maiden voyage, and at one stage I distinctly remember we had exactly the right number to fill it. Then we had it packed tight with one roosting on the stove (the hot seat) and another perched like a parrot in the spare tyre. We had resigned ourselves to this when the transport suddenly increased until we had only one passenger to the square acre of upholstery. As the day grew closer, though, the panic subsided until we had a neat convoy of 2 bikes, 2 cars and one (the one and only) Puttmobile. All of these were to make their way more or less independently to Drury' |
- | A Faunal Reserve is the most secure and satisfactory type of reserve that we possess at present. | + | |
- | The lease to mine marble at WOMBEYAN CAVES has been granted. A nUmber | + | Seven-thirty at Drury' |
- | Congratulations to Ruth and Dick Pier on the birth of a daughter, | + | |
- | I'M THE KING OF THE CASTLE, | + | The day still lowered at us and Pigeon House was a dim blue silhouette in a dull grey sky as the Puttmobile and Rigby Renault travellers set out in serried ranks like straying sheep towards the farther clearing where the bike travellers and those in the Doctor' |
- | Transport was the big question. The main piece of bad-moving equipment was to be the Puttmobile making its maiden voyage, and at one stage I distinctly remember we had exactly the right number to fill it. Then we had it packed tight with one roosting on the stove (the hot seat) and another perched like a parrot in the spare tyre. | + | |
- | We had resigned ourselves to this when the transport suddenly increased until we had only one passenger to the square acre of upholstery. As the day grew closer, though, the panic subsided until we had a neat convoy of 2 bikes, 2 cars and one (the one and only) Puttmobile. All of these were to make their way more or less independently to Drury' | + | The vanguard, that is every one except Dot, Stitt and Garth, moved away about ninish along the timber road towards our climbing ridge. My directions for this tricky piece of navigation had been multitudinous. Paddy said "First go west with a bit or north in it, then north with a bit of west in it, and described to me in detail every bridge and crossing. So propelled by the confidence all this advice bestowed we strode onward. Soon it was time to take stock. Here was the river - here was the bridge; Hmm... |
- | FOR ALL_ YOUR TRANSPORT PROBLEMS CONTACT | + | |
- | HATTSWELL' | + | We crossed the creek on a nice greasy steep-sloping log - or most of us crossed I should say, because as I was mounting the opposite slope I heard a tremendous |
- | RING, WRITE, WIRE OR GALL | + | |
- | ANY HOUR, DAY OR NIGHT | + | Our party of nineteen minus three straggled and struggled to the ridge top. No rest - we had a seance instead with Hoop and others incanting over the Holy Map (blessed by the Dalai Lama) and were amazed to find that the ridge ran in the correct direction. Could I have been right after all? Well, well. Press on. After we had been pressing on for a short while_Pidgeon |
- | Telephone: BIHEATH0128 or 249. Booking Office - 4 doors from Gardner' | + | |
- | SPEEDY 5 OR 8 PASSENGER CARS AVAILABLE. | + | Soon after this we stood all together under the frowning brow of the rocky face and thought "Lunch before or after?" |
- | LARGE OR SMiLLL PARTIES CATERED FOR | + | |
- | FARES: KANANGRA WALLS 30/. per head (minimum 5 passengers) | + | The sun shone brightly all that afternoon as we wound down Longfella Ridge to the Clyde River. On the clean green clearing below we sat admiring this aspect of the Castle and gloating over the wonderful weather that seemed in store for the morrow while we waited for the stragglers. Soon it became evident that our party was minus three again, but Pete said he'd wait and put them on the track up Yadbora Creek, so as the hour grew late we moved off, minus four. |
- | PERRY '5 LOOKDOWN | + | |
- | JENOLAN STATE FOREST 20/- " u U t? | + | Yadbora seemed a fairly open kind of creek, though fortunately with plenty of shrubbery at first as the fifteen odd bods snuk past the homestead |
- | ARLON' | + | |
- | WE WILL BE PLEASED TO QUOTE OTHER TRIPS OR SPECIAL PARTIES ON APPLICATION. | + | We were now plus three minus one, for Pete was still waiting |
- | Seven-thirty at Drury' | + | |
- | safe distance climbing trees and balancing on fence posts angling for a eine shot, It tas about this time we became aware of a Presence in our midst, wearing an indescribable hat conjured out of yak pelt - blessing money - proclaiming holy days - and asking people could they please tell him which way is east. It was none other than the Dalai Lama who has an answer to every question and never uses a word under five syllables. | + | Everyone was just relaxing after tea when it started to pour with rain which sent us scuttling to bed. What had happened to the beautiful |
- | The day still lowered at us and Pigeon House was a dim blue | + | |
- | silhouette in a dull grey sky as the Puttmobile and Rigby Renault | + | The next day began at a bleary five-thirty with a semi-conscious peer at the weather. The evening' |
- | travellers set out in serried ranks like straying sheep towards the | + | |
- | farther clearing where the bike travellers and those in the Doctor' | + | Time was mooching on - it was a quarter past six. So I woke Grace up again and gave her the rest of her breakfast.....and emptied her out of her sleeping bag. Then I noticed three other offending forms still encased in superdown while Dot called vainly for them to come to breakfast. This clearly called for stern measures, but I doubted if I was equal to the task. First I seized on Putt, who fortunately happened to be ticklish, and once wrung from his sleeping bag decided he might as well stay up. Next was Stitt who was definitely |
- | Dodge had hid themselves. We found them in fine spirits and half full of breakfast sausage, so while they ate Pete regaled us with | + | |
- | how the corrugated road had reduced Garth' | + | The river shrubbery was still wet with the night' |
- | The vanguard, that is every one except Dot, Stitt and Garth, | + | |
- | moved away about ninish along the timber road towards our climbing ridge. My directions for this tricky piece of navigation had been multitudinous. Paddy said "First go west with a bit or north in it, | + | "Have you seen a party?" |
- | then north with a bit of west in it, and described to me in detail every bridge and crossing. So propelled by the confidence all this advice bestowed we strode onward. Soon it was time to take stock. Here was the river - here was the bridge; Hmm... | + | |
- | look and concluded that our ridge was just across the creek, but when I returned Stitt and Co. had showed up and were claiming that our ridge lay on this side of the creek. | + | "Oh, your crowd," |
- | insurgents followed up their own. | + | |
- | We crossed the creek on a nice greasy steep-sloping log - or most of us crossed I should say, because as I was mounting the | + | "Ye Gods!" I thought, "The poor little lambs have gone astray." |
- | opposite slope I heard a tremendous | + | |
- | it was. Hobnails for ever and other New Zealand curses I'm sure. | + | The ridge was open and climbed at a most reasonable angle to the southwest corner of the Castle' |
- | Our party of nineteen minus three straggled and struggled to the | + | |
- | ridge top. No rest - we had a seance instead with Hoop and others incanting over the Holy Map (blessed by the Dalai Lama) and were amazed to find that the ridge ran in the correct direction. Could I have been right after all? Well, well. Press on. After we had been | + | Under the steep broken rock line of the tail Dot found she still had the urge to pioneer a route, so she and most of the party began scaling up a very promising piece of cliff, while some of us who felt less intrepid followed Norm Allen and his crew through a sort of squeeze |
- | pressing on for a short while_Pi? | + | |
- | ahead. This was fantastic. I must have been right. These things do happen I suppose. The feet ad minutes slowly passed with a steady | + | From the top of the tail we looked only slightly upward to the top of the Castle, but down a long, long way into Oakey Creek. Poor Jean, who was starting to feel the effort, thought she might sit here and wait for us to come back, but a bit of pulling from Stitt and pushing from me and we got our dear Great Auntie over the worst of it. Colin, too, got into a predicament rather like Jack Wren's story of Gram' |
- | uphill grind until, Lo and Behold, as though the Lama had produced | + | |
- | them out of his hat, the three truants appeared making our party sixteen plus three. | + | So one way or another, and with one thing and another, we found ourselves on top of the Castle. From the instant you set foot on the broad flat top the rocky eminence of the Pidgeon House draws your eye (and camera lense) like a magnet. Away and away across the low plateau of Byangee, across the valley |
- | Soon after this we stood all together under the frowning brow of | + | yet too far away to hold the eye which slowly reverted to its resting place - Pidgeon House. |
- | the rocky face and thought "Lunch before or after?" | + | |
- | 9. | + | But enough of looking; we wanted lunch. Some hardy types found sufficient will power to consult the names in the cairn before they ate, and discovered that Jean and Dot, Joan and Grace, appeared to be, from the record, the first four females to set foot on the summit. Quite a distinction. Colin and helpers also built an enormous fire whose smoke was intended to prove to the yokels in the valley, who believed the Castle to be unscalable, that we really had done it. Unfortunately, though, the wind dispersed the smoke so quickly that we could scarcely see it from a few yards away. The same wind carried a rich smell of singed hair and eyebrows over to the others having their lunch. |
- | compromise with a snack first to give us strength to climb, but leaving enough appetite to call us back. A good theory anyway. We turned our faces to the slope and found it steep and getting steeper. The top was high and seemed to be getting higher, and the wind was blowing and definitely getting blowier. We thought it might storm or snow. Snow - we thought of him and our minds drifted away to where he was reclining on the sungold sands of Era. The next we knew we were almost bumping our noses on the rock face. Well, the present problem was to hand and we set to. Ross knew the conventionaway | + | |
- | followed foot and hand, and the wind bullied and buffeted us all. On top the gale unleashed its final fury so that we clung to rocks for support as we viewed the view. This was extensive but dimmed by | + | We had taken four hours up from the creek to the summit, so, calculating our return journey, this didn't leave us much time for aesthetic reflection after lunch. However, returning in our tracks |
- | the grey sky light, and diffused by the squalls of rain sweeping up the valley. Photography was virtually hopeless, so with little other | + | |
- | temptation to linger we soon turned back 'to lunch Dot pioneered | + | "You fiends!" shouts the Admiral, " |
- | route down too, but most of us felt it would be advantageous to know two routes and took the easy way down. By the time we had returned | + | |
- | for lunch the wind had died and the clouds had all blown away - to Era I suppose. | + | " |
- | The sun shone brightly all that afternoon as we wound down Longfella Ridge to the Clyde River. On the clean green clearing | + | |
- | below we sat admiring this aspect of the Castle and gloating over the wonderful weather that seemed in store for the morrow while we | + | That night while the little stars arced widely across the sky, the nineteen minus none slept the untroubled sleep of exhausted innocence, even the Sacred One foregoing for once his night-long vigil and meditation on the Otherness of Things. |
- | waited for the stragglers. Soon it became evident that OUT party was minus three again, but Pete said he'd wait and put them on the track up Yadbora Creek, so as the hour grew late we moved off, minus four. | + | |
- | Yadbora seemed a fairly open kind of creek, though fortunately | + | |
- | with plenty of shrubbery at first as the fifteen odd bods snuk past the homestead | + | |
- | strays who'd come down a different ridge and arrived before us. | + | |
- | We were now plus three minus one, for Pete was still waiting | + | |
- | one sitting cold and getting colder at the foot of Longfella Ridge, waiting for those who would never come. The Dalai Lama must have thought so too, because as campfires flared in the dusk and some brav | + | |
- | ones returned from an icy swim he was suddenly noticed to be missing, | + | |
- | having transported himself back to the Clyde to save a soul. But to | + | |
- | our consternation the first to appear was the minus one himself, who , must have passed his rescuer somewhere en route and mistaken him for | + | |
- | a straying yak, 7: | + | |
- | Otherness of ThJngs, or possibly with the tea Dot was preparing for | + | |
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- | him in the sacred vessel covered with charcoal and coated with yak grease, that he didn't notice a thing. Eventually, of course, | + | |
- | One No.2 returned and brought us greetings from the people at the homestead whom he described as peasants reeking with offal and offspring, so inbred that all they could say was " | + | |
- | Everyone was just relaxing after tea when it started to pour with rain which sent us scuttling to bed, That had happened to the beauti- | + | |
- | ful weather we were expecting next day? "You never know your luck," I thought, and began counting starters for the morrow. Beryl was | + | |
- | reluctantly retiring with a bad attack of gym boots; Doctor Bob was feeling slightly out of nick, and the Admiral was shipwrecked. The ship that was his undoing was a ladyship, Dawn, and according to the Doc, a destroyer* | + | |
- | The next day began at a bleary five-thirty with a semi-conscious peer at the weather. The evening' | + | |
- | Jean wandered about with amug hooked on one finger and a food bag | + | |
- | on another trying to remember | + | |
- | Time was mooching on - it was a quarter past six. So I woke Grace up again and gave her the rest of her breakfast.....and emptied | + | |
- | her out of her sleeping bag, Then I noticed three other offending forms still encased in superdown while Dot called vainly for them to come to breakfast. This clearly called for stern measures, but I doubted if I was equal to the task, First I seized on Putt, who fortunately happened to be ticklish, and once wrung from his sleeping bag decided he might as well stay up. Next was Stitt who was definitfzly | + | |
- | because I even managed to get him out. With the time at a quarter to seven I emptied Grace out again and prepared to move off, At preciseTh | + | |
- | seven o' | + | |
- | The river shrubbery was still wet with the night' | + | |
- | sky was once more overcast but didn't seem seriously threatening, | + | |
- | the bend, this is the clearing, then that must be the ridge. I climbed a little way and sat under a tree wringing out my socks and | + | |
- | contemplating the Otherness of Things. One week you get a party | + | |
- | without a leader....next you get a leader without a party99..there' | + | |
- | 11, | + | |
- | creek and replied vigorously, only to find when the coo-ers emerged that it was the Rucksack crowd. | + | |
- | "Have you seen a party?" | + | |
- | "Oh, your crowd," | + | |
- | "Ye Gods" I thought, "The poor little lambs have gone astray." | + | |
- | I turned to ask how long ago this was, but the others had gone and | + | |
- | I looked like being one minus eighteen all day. For five minutes I waited in perplexity, then I heard Colin' | + | |
- | The ridge was open and climbed at a most reasonable angle to the southwest corner of the Castle' | + | |
- | stop long however, and we set off after them because, after all, it. | + | |
- | is nice to have someone else to blame if you get a bit off the track. And for the most part it was almost a track while we followed along | + | |
- | underneath the cliff line, but when we came to the last climb up to the tail we found we were wallowing waist deep in wiry boronia bushes However, it's wonderful what a path twenty odd people can make, | + | |
- | because we returned in our own tracks with much less trouble. | + | |
- | Under the steep broken rock line of the tail Dot found she still | + | |
- | had the urge to pioneer a route, so she and most of the party began scaling up a very promising piece of cliff, while some of us who | + | |
- | felt less intrepid followed Norm Allen and his crew through a sort of s4ieeze | + | |
- | From the top of the tail we looked only slightly upward to the top of the Castle, but down a long, long way into Oakey Creek. Poor Jean, who was starting to feel the effort, thought she might sit here and wait for us to come back, but a bit of pulling from Stitt and pushing from me and we got our dear Great Auntie over the worst of it. Cdin, too, got into a predicament rather like Jack Wren's story of Gramlpa | + | |
- | So one way or another, and with one thing and another, we found ourselves on top of the Castle. From the instant you set foot on the broad flat top the rocky eminence of the Pidgeon House draws your eye (and camera lense) like a magnet, Away and away across the low plateau of Byangee, | + | |
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- | the steep sloping sides to the crown of rock, and behind it the sea. Northward lay Rhgeon | + | |
- | yet too'far away to hold the eye which slowly reverted to its resting place - Pidgeon House. | + | |
- | But enough of looking; we wanted lunch. Some hardy types found sufficient will power to consult the names in the cairn before they ate, and discovered that Jean and Dot, Joan and Grace, appeared to be, from the record, the first four females to set foot on the summit Quite a distinction. Colin and helpers also built an enormous fire whose smoke was intended to prove to the yokels in the valley, who believed the Castle to be unscalable, that we really'had done it. Utnfortunately, though, the wind dispersed the smoke o quickly that we could scarcely see it from a few yards away. The same wind carried a rich smell of singed hair and eyebrows over to the others having their lunch. | + | |
- | We had taken four hours up from the creek to the summit, so, calculating our return journey, this didn't leave us much time for aesthetic reflection after lunch. However, returning in our tracks | + | |
- | people we like best, we were running and singing as loud as we had breath to, down the ridge to Yadbora Creek - we thought. Then our baloon | + | |
- | tents came in sight, and there the Admiral was relaxing on a log. | + | |
- | As we roared down the slope he sprang up, (it must be dreadful to havo a guilty conscience), | + | |
- | cold water on his manly chest; | + | |
- | "You fiends:" shouts the Admiral, " | + | |
- | slaved to carry up from the river for you." | + | |
- | " | + | |
- | Of course the really funny part, ,as we discovered later, was that | + | |
- | he probably had carried the water for us, although Dawn says he made her help him. | + | |
- | That night while the little stars arced widely across the sky, | + | |
- | the nineteen minus none slept the untroubled sleep of exhausted | + | |
- | innocence, even the Sacred One foregoing for once his night-long | + | |
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- | vigil and meditation on the Otherness of Things. | + | |
And the next day we returned, all the way to Drury' | And the next day we returned, all the way to Drury' | ||
- | "Hew lit a fire on top, didchew?" | + | |
- | didchew?" | + | "Hew lit a fire on top, didchew?" |
- | shook her head, "Hi didn't think hew would!" | + | |
- | then waving a hand towards Grace who was some distance ahead he said | + | "Haw" he roared and thumped me on the shoulder, "Jist uz well Hi never said nothin' |
- | in a confidential bellow, " | + | |
- | walking so straight | + | Well, that should rightly be the end of this story, and so it shall be, but one can't help mentioning how the gallant Puttmobile, which had pulled it's load so well all this way, collapsed near the top of an enormous hill just out of Milton, and how the Dalai Lama declared that we had angered the Gods who dwell on the Mountain Top and that the situation obviously called for a human sacrifice; and how we decided that the Admiral would do anyway and sacrificed him by the roadside, tying him to a post of the safety fence with a blood-red cross emblazoned on his forehead and a minus sign on his chin, (It should have been the other way round); and how he stopped three cars with his piteous crys of "Help!!" until Colin told us that seeing the sacrifice hadn't worked he was going to send for the N.R.M.A., and how all except Ross and Colin left the happy communal atmosphere of the truck to hitch home in lonely twos end threes. |
- | Ylknow | + | |
- | chortling in the background, and told him this was Grace' | + | And just as the very last word we must admit that Garth' |
- | 'Haw" he roared and thumped me on the shoulder, "Jist uz well | + | |
- | Hi never said nothin' | + | ---- |
- | Well, that should rightly be the end of this story, and so it | + | |
- | shall be, but one can't help mentioning how the gallant Puttmobile, which had pulled it's load so well all this way, collapsed near the | + | __Tasmanian Holiday__: Anyone wishing to go to Tasmania for the period Dec. 28th to Jan. 31, please contact Dr. Livingstone (LX5142). One member of his party of four has dropped out and he will be pleased to take someone else. His car is being taken over, and a sight-seeing and walking tour is contemplated. All expenses |
- | top of an enormous hill just out of Milton, and how the Dalai Lama | + | |
- | declared that we had angered the Gods who dwell on the Mountain Top and that the situation obviously called for a human sacrifice; and how we decided that the Admiral would do anyway and sacrificed him by the roadside, tying him to a post of the safety fence with a blood-red cross emblazoned on his forehead and a minus sign on his chin, (It should have been the other way round); and how he stopped three cars with his piteous crys of"Helpl!" until Colin told us that seeing the sacrifice hadn't worked he was going to send for the N,R.M.A., and how all except Ross and Colin left the happy communal atmosphere of the truck to hitch home in lonely twos end threes, | + | ---- |
- | And just as the very last word we must admit that Garth' | + | |
- | TASMNILN HOLIDAY: Anyone wishing to go to Tasmania for the period Dec. 28th to "Jan, 31, please contact Dr. Livingstone (1115142), One member of his party of four has dropped out and he will be pleased to take :someone else, His car is being taken over, and a sight-seeing and walking tour is contemplated, All expanses | + | =====A Day.===== |
- | 14. | + | |
- | DAY | + | |
- Dot Butler | - Dot Butler | ||
- | "Once, once only, never again, never, The idle curve my hand traces in air, | + | |
- | The first flush on the cloud lost in the merning's height/, Meeting of the eyes and tremble of delight, Before the heart is aware | + | "Once, once only, never again, never,\\ |
- | Gone J to return never again, never:" | + | The idle curve my hand traces in air,\\ |
- | I recall the day now with a feeling of faint sadness. | + | The first flush on the cloud lost in the morning's height,\\ |
- | It was'a pity it had to die, it was such a lovely day, all blue and silver, all soft and scented, gentle as a lover' | + | Meeting of the eyes and tremble of delight,\\ |
- | As we moved through it'all sense of separateness | + | Before the heart is aware\\ |
- | we felt a part of it - accepted by it - at one with its gentlenes | + | Gone! to return never again, never!" |
- | It was a day in August, A pale winter sun coloured the landscape in soft pastel shades. Garth and I had left the rest of the party to burrow in dark muddy underground caves and had set out to see something of the south east corner of Tasmania. From our camp as Hastings Caves the road led us through forested hills to open country, and then sloped downhill to the Lune River....River of the Moon,.., lying exquisitely clear in the morning' | + | |
- | amazing purity; each leaf and twig of the overhanging trees was mirrored in minutest detail, The shining sun had looked into the | + | I recall the day now with a feeling of faint sadness. It was a pity it had to die, it was such a lovely day, all blue and silver, all soft and scented, gentle as a lover' |
- | still water and sunk his image in its depth; had we dived in off the | + | |
- | bridge we would have plunged right into his golden heart. | + | It was a day in August. A pale winter sun coloured the landscape in soft pastel shades. Garth and I had left the rest of the party to burrow in dark muddy underground caves and had set out to see something of the south east corner of Tasmania. From our camp at Hastings Caves the road led us through forested hills to open country, and then sloped downhill to the Lune River....River of the Moon..., lying exquisitely clear in the morning' |
- | Close by a fish plopped on the glassy surface; ringsome ripples | + | |
- | broke its mirror calm; we watched them getting fainter and fainter, but who could say for certain when they had entirely gone? | + | We are all affected by beauty whether we know it or show it or not. The live flame of appreciation shone in Garth' |
- | We are all affected by beauty whether we know it or show it or not. The live flame of appreciation shone in Garthts | + | |
The road went on through softly swelling hills, green and quiet, where the sun dozed in the daytime and darkness brooded at night. We passed orchards of sun-born sweetness where we recognised the small white blossoms for plum and speculated whether other trees with brown shining bark were apple or pear. | The road went on through softly swelling hills, green and quiet, where the sun dozed in the daytime and darkness brooded at night. We passed orchards of sun-born sweetness where we recognised the small white blossoms for plum and speculated whether other trees with brown shining bark were apple or pear. | ||
- | Leaving the road we followed a timber mill's rail-track for several miles towards the sea. The day sparkled round us with a diamond glitter as we skipped along the sleepers | + | |
- | 15. | + | Leaving the road we followed a timber mill's rail-track for several miles towards the sea. The day sparkled round us with a diamond glitter as we skipped along the sleepers.... one, two, three, hop....one two, three, hop. Straying along the track were ewes whose soft eyes spoke of endless days spent in nibbling at the grass while their newborn lambs frisked in the green and amiable meadows. In the blue distance snowy mountain tops broke the sky. A scene of deep tranquility and content.... |
- | day, the pure sky, the silent mountain peaks, and all the small lives moving about us. | + | |
When the sun had climbed to the mid sky we came to an inlet of the sea lying all still and lovely bright below the snow-capped peaks. Coming closer we passed through a stretch of open eucalyptus forest and caught glimpses of the wide water that flitted and glittered as far as the eye cared to look. Then through grass and ferns down to a narrow strip of beach and a sea of blue and silver that flashed about us. That must be the South Polar Sea. To think that we are only 150 miles from the northern limit of drift ice from the Antarctic. | When the sun had climbed to the mid sky we came to an inlet of the sea lying all still and lovely bright below the snow-capped peaks. Coming closer we passed through a stretch of open eucalyptus forest and caught glimpses of the wide water that flitted and glittered as far as the eye cared to look. Then through grass and ferns down to a narrow strip of beach and a sea of blue and silver that flashed about us. That must be the South Polar Sea. To think that we are only 150 miles from the northern limit of drift ice from the Antarctic. | ||
- | ."I think a swim ia indicated," | + | |
+ | "I think a swim is indicated," | ||
Bright sunshine danced over the sea and flung spears of light towards the sky as we ate our lunch on the pale sea beach among the stranded shells. We lay in the sun for a space of timeless time and mused on the wonder of the world..... | Bright sunshine danced over the sea and flung spears of light towards the sky as we ate our lunch on the pale sea beach among the stranded shells. We lay in the sun for a space of timeless time and mused on the wonder of the world..... | ||
- | "Why is' | + | |
- | The bough above, in glory of warm light waving slow, Trouble me, enchant me, as with the stream I flow Lost into the endless days. | + | "Why is all strange? Why do I not grow used?\\ |
+ | The ripple upon the stream that nothing stays,\\ | ||
+ | The bough above, in glory of warm light waving slow,\\ | ||
+ | Trouble me, enchant me, as with the stream I flow\\ | ||
+ | Lost into the endless days.\\ | ||
Why is all strange? Why do I not grow used?" | Why is all strange? Why do I not grow used?" | ||
- | A feeling of breathless change woke us from our drowsing and dreaming. There was a rustling and a whispering of leaves as the trees thrilled with sudden life. Currents of excitement flashed through the clouds and filled the upper air with movement. We put on our capes and set out to meet the oncoming storm now approaching with great speed from over the distant hills. It met us in the middle of our sleeper-hopping, | + | |
- | it was over and all was peace again. But there were no reflections left in the Lune River - just soft brown water from which the life had died, | + | A feeling of breathless change woke us from our drowsing and dreaming. There was a rustling and a whispering of leaves as the trees thrilled with sudden life. Currents of excitement flashed through the clouds and filled the upper air with movement. We put on our capes and set out to meet the oncoming storm now approaching with great speed from over the distant hills. It met us in the middle of our sleeper-hopping, |
Back to the camp with time for a swim, so down we go through a dark thicket smelling of damp ferns to the thermal pool steaming under the low clouds. Then back to catch the bus, and away through the pale evening air. | Back to the camp with time for a swim, so down we go through a dark thicket smelling of damp ferns to the thermal pool steaming under the low clouds. Then back to catch the bus, and away through the pale evening air. | ||
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And so the day was done - a clean, calm, gentle day, all quiet restraint and decency - a day rich and full with the sense of the long years of youth. | And so the day was done - a clean, calm, gentle day, all quiet restraint and decency - a day rich and full with the sense of the long years of youth. | ||
- | But that was three months ago. By now the dust of that August day is mingling with the dust of dead centuries. We sigh; we strew a few flowers on its grave *WO then turn our attention to the living. | + | |
- | THE ROT SETS IN | + | But that was three months ago. By now the dust of that August day is mingling with the dust of dead centuries. We sigh; we strew a few flowers on its grave.... then turn our attention to the living. |
- | ( | + | |
- | Said the Wagg tun To the Putt 'un, | + | =====The Rot Sets In.===== |
- | " | + | |
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- | I Said the Putt lun, Col " | + | |
- | " | + | |
- | If you want to know, it's me, | + | |
By the Vegetable Sheep. | By the Vegetable Sheep. | ||
- | 16. | + | |
- | Editor' | + | Said the Wagg ' |
- | I consider this one of the triumphs of my career, to have wrung an article out of Putt. | + | To the Putt ' |
- | As we pounded our way up Lapstone Hill I was already worrying about the group of well-known bushwalkers in my car. The all-steel bodywork would be all right, but the tyres?' | + | " |
- | peg should have been driven; while the other cars manoeuvred and | + | |
- | parkedi-fence wires twanged,.fires smoked and 'spluttered, billies rattled, farm dogs yowled, and a serene moon shone brightly above. | + | Said the Putt ' |
- | Breakfast was the sort you have in railway trains - a horrid confused business of bodies in sleeping bags, piles of packs, and | + | " |
- | porridge burnt on a primus - but we were away soon after seven, | + | "If you want to know, it's me." |
- | and before nine we were at Red Rock Creek in the Capertee Valley waiting for the fast post-war cars to catch up. Four shooters were disgustingly camped by the side of the road and were having a wonderful time blowing holes in the roadside gates and mail-boxes. We felt insecure, and walked up the hill to look at some bees. Schafer lost his pipe in the long grass just as the other cars | + | |
- | arrived; we dragged him from the search and bounced off up the farm road towards Mt. Conobla, our objective. | + | __Editor' |
- | There was no water in the creeks, and it was nearly eleven o'cle | + | |
- | when we got to the farm house a mile from our mountain, so Vhy not have lunch now where there' | + | As we pounded our way up Lapstone Hill I was already worrying about the group of well-known bushwalkers in my car. The all-steel bodywork would be all right, but the tyres? Surely I had read or heard that in the Northern Territory white ants would eat rubber if suitably provoked. Digby was following later in his own car, but this mob had obviously been well briefed. Just out of Cullen Bullen, and some 40 miles from our destination, |
- | from this angle. Lunch complete, we set out along the rough bush track to the bitter end of mechanised transport. When we set out ol | + | |
- | foot it was much hotter, and the steepness much more noticeable; we stopped to discuss the habits of mistletoe and wait for the rest of the party whenever possible. Unfortunately photography was out as as excuse, the trees were too thick. | + | Breakfast was the sort you have in railway trains - a horrid confused business of bodies in sleeping bags, piles of packs, and porridge burnt on a primus - but we were away soon after seven, and before nine we were at Red Rock Creek in the Capertee Valley waiting for the fast post-war cars to catch up. Four shooters were disgustingly camped by the side of the road and were having a wonderful time blowing holes in the roadside gates and mail-boxes. We felt insecure, and walked up the hill to look at some bees. Schafer lost his pipe in the long grass just as the other cars arrived; we dragged him from the search and bounced off up the farm road towards Mt. Conobla, our objective. |
- | At last the saddle, and WhackoZ | + | |
- | 17. | + | There was no water in the creeks, and it was nearly eleven o'clock when we got to the farm house a mile from our mountain, so why not have lunch now where there' |
- | Safely arrived on top, we admired the second summit of Conobla, a.sheer-sided block of rock separated from us by a chasm SOMB ten' | + | |
- | feet deep, but only two inches wide. He could see the ruddy things at the bottom, leering up at him, (If only he could have seen Snow | + | At last the saddle, and Whacko! |
- | and me pull them out with a stick later, | + | |
- | 0 | + | Safely arrived on top, we admired the second summit of Conobla, a sheer-sided block of rock separated from us by a chasm some ten feet wide and at least a hundred deep. Nobody felt in good broad-jumping form. Schafer was bemoaning his incredible bad luck in losing hie cigarettes, lower down the ridge, in a crevasse only six feet deep, but only two inches wide. He could see the ruddy things at the bottom, leering up at him, (If only he could have seen Snow and me pull them out with a stick later, |
- | a car appeared on the bridge above him. As still evening drew on, | + | |
- | the Old Soaks, in the best white ant tradition, drove off to the Glen Davis pub, while the Band of Hope collected and burned all the rather scanty firewood in the area. It was here that the supreme hardship of the trip was endured; the leader forced us to carry our packs a full hundred yards from the cars to the campsite, rather than knock down the fence and drive over. | + | Gundangaroo was just over the way from us, a steep-looking scramble down to a saddle and a long scrubby-looking bash up to the plateau. The return would involve a full traverse of Conobla and it was getting a bit late, so we sat swatting insects and admiring the fantastic castellated ridge between us and the Wolgan country. |
- | The great Capertee rib of Gundangeroo was right behind us. It | + | |
- | looked very difficult in the twilight, but I promised to wake Goof | + | The great Capertee rib of Gundangeroo was right behind us. It looked very difficult in the twilight, but I promised to wake Goof at 4 a.m. and have a go at it. Geof woke me at 6, we pulled Snow out from under his collapsed and rain-sodden tent and fed him porridge, sausages and custard; then we grabbed a 70-ft. rope and set off through the flowering thistles for our mountain. The talus slope was very short, and almost at once we were on the rock rib. An honest, kindly ridge at first, steepish, |
- | at 4 a.m. and have a go at it Geof woke me at 6, we pulled Snow | + | |
- | out from under his collapsed and rain-sodden tent and fed him porridge | + | We stood on our window ledge in a row, now only 12 feet from the top. Above, the crack was hardly |
- | sausages and custard; then we grabbed a 70-ft. rope and set off through the flowering thistles for our mountain. The talus slope wa-1 very short, and almost at once we were on the rock rib. An honest, | + | |
- | kindly ridge at firsts steepishs | + | A sturdy little tree leaned out above us, and we resorted to rope throwing. The rope got stuck, and we tied twigs and things together with our bootlaces to poke at it. It had taken us an hour to get to the ledge; it took an hour and a half to get the rope safely over the tree. At last it was set. We tested it mightily, then up we went. A concerted yell to the camp from the top, then off we went to find another way down. A steep little dry gully looked |
- | against the blue sky above us was a great breaking wave-crest of bright yellow overhanging sandstone. The easy way led straight up towards it. At last we stood on a ledge in its shadow, on our right | + | |
- | a sheer drop, on the left a shallow corner in the smooth, straight wall, with two vertical cracks. Snow, in sneakers, was pushed into the lead by the two hobnail-wearers, Fifty feet above our heads he | + | |
- | stopped on a ledge like a window sill and gave us the best belay possible. | + | |
- | We stood on our window ledge in a row, now only 12 feet from the top. Above, the crack was hardly | + | |
- | A sturdy'little tree leaned out above us, and we resorted to rope throwing. The rope 'got stuck, and we tied twigs and things together with our bootlaces to poke at it. It had taken us an hour to get to the ledge; it took an hour and a half to get the rope safely over the tree. At last it was set. We tested it mightily, | + | |
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- | then up we went. A concerted yell tO the camp from the top, then | + | |
- | off we went to find another way down. A steep little dry gully looke as if it should cut right through the cliff-line, and.down we raced. Soon we were in a mossy canyon | + | |
Hurrah for a nice ledge leading away to the left of the fall. We hurtle down easy slopes and rope over short drops, and here we are back on the talus slopes just as a torrential downpour bursts on our unprotected heads, with thunder and lightning for good measure. | Hurrah for a nice ledge leading away to the left of the fall. We hurtle down easy slopes and rope over short drops, and here we are back on the talus slopes just as a torrential downpour bursts on our unprotected heads, with thunder and lightning for good measure. | ||
- | It is still only 11 in the morning as we squelch back to the cars where the mob is huddled, digesting breakfast. Their breakfast merged imperceptibly into our lunch. Exhibitions of snake charming, and how-to-drain-a-Franch-horn were given in the middle of the road; a small offering of rancid butter was burnt before the Dalai Lama, and then we were belting the Corrugations | + | |
- | Something should be done, though, about the unexpected bumps in the Mudgee road; the area inside my car where Bookie was trying to spread apricot jam on a piece of bread will need steam-cleaning | + | It is still only 11 in the morning as we squelch back to the cars where the mob is huddled, digesting breakfast. Their breakfast merged imperceptibly into our lunch. Exhibitions of snake charming, and how-to-drain-a-French-horn were given in the middle of the road; a small offering of rancid butter was burnt before the Dalai Lama, and then we were belting the corrugations |
- | 11MM.1.11. | + | |
- | THE BARE FACTS | + | Something should be done, though, about the unexpected bumps in the Mudgee road; the area inside my car where Bookie was trying to spread apricot jam on a piece of bread will need steam-cleaning.... So will Bookie. |
- | - _Kevin | + | |
- | Sniff if you wish, but a day walk is a most pleasant way of sampling a little of the delights of bushwalking. There doesn' | + | =====The Bare Facts.===== |
- | Getting lost on day walks is simply not doaa. The Friday-nighte: | + | |
- | may go astray | + | - Kevin Ardill |
- | will he get a sympathetic hearing on the Wednesday night when he tells of the tribulations of his tribe: Go adrift on a day walk, and later bend the ear forward to.-receive a spot of condolence. | + | |
- | What started this line of thought? A day walk. Four gentlemen walkers assembled on Campbelltown Station on strictly official business, viz, the day walk of Nov013th. David Ingram spoke of certain ladies likely to participate in the outing, but a quick glancl | + | Sniff if you wish, but a day walk is a most pleasant way of sampling a little of the delights of bushwalking. There doesn' |
- | 1.9. | + | |
- | and a'bob' | + | Getting lost on day walks is simply not done. The Friday-nighter |
- | Right, we're at the Woolwash on the George' | + | |
- | David, | + | What started this line of thought? A day walk. Four gentlemen walkers assembled on Campbelltown Station on strictly official business, viz, the day walk of Nov. 13th. David Ingram spoke of certain ladies likely to participate in the outing, but a quick glance |
- | Ladies, thank you sincerely for sparing my blushes; a mile and. | + | |
- | a half and three rests later we come across some boy scouts bathing | + | Right, we're at the Woolwash on the George' |
- | in their birthday | + | |
- | vitation | + | Ladies, thank you sincerely for sparing my blushes; a mile and a half and three rests later we come across some boy scouts bathing in their birthday suits. Only they weren' |
- | think I'd have had the courage to go on if the party had been mixed; | + | |
- | the river bank for miles was a succession of bathing parties, and when we gbt close to Frier' | + | At Frier' |
- | Explosions on.the ridge above were most frequent, and two young chaps (clothed) informed us of the presence of time bombs, booby traps, etc., | + | |
- | PHOTOGRAPHY ! ! | + | That just about concludes the par on the day walk. We managed to avoid getting run over by a succession of army vehicles on the way to Minto, but achieved some measure of fame by being recognised in the train home by some ex-bathers going on leave. |
- | You press the button, we'll do the rest ! | + | |
- | LEICA | + | A final thought: Would a leader be permitted to blindfold feminine members of a party under similar conditions? Perhaps a by-law, or amendment to the Constitution? |
- | PHOTO | + | |
- | SERVICE | + | =====Another Twenty-First Birthday Party.===== |
- | 31 Macquarie Place | + | |
- | SYDNEY N.S.W. | + | |
- | Finegrain | + | |
- | Developing | + | |
- | Sparkling | + | |
- | Prints | + | |
- | Perfect | + | |
- | Enlargements | + | |
- | Your | + | |
- | Rollfilms | + | |
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- | Leica films | + | |
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- | best SERVICE | + | |
- | 20. | + | |
- | in the area. They also exhibited their boots, nicely hobnailed in the approved Paddy Pallin style and all done on the premises - a young businessman in the battalion was doing them at two bob a boot. | + | |
- | At Frier' | + | |
- | was a military training area, and might I suggest that anyone walking around the Punchbowl Creek area had better take along a couple of | + | |
- | spare limbs. Here is a chance for someone to lead a walk that could really go with a bang. | + | |
- | That just about concludes the par on the day walk. We managed | + | |
- | to avoid getting run over by a succession of army vehicles on the | + | |
- | way to Minto, but achieved some measure of fame by being recognised in the train home by some ex-bathers going on leave. | + | |
- | A final thought: Would a leader be permitted to blindfold | + | |
- | feminine members of a party under similar conditions? Perhaps a by- | + | |
- | law, or amendment to the Constitution2 | + | |
- | ANOTHER TWENTY-FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY | + | |
- Dot B. | - Dot B. | ||
- | Salute to Betty in all her winsome girlihood - beautiful as a | + | |
- | newly opening pink rosebud with the dew still sparkling on its petals, A large party of Club members arrived at The Barclay, Rockdale, | + | Salute to Betty in all her winsome girlihood - beautiful as a newly opening pink rosebud with the dew still sparkling on its petals. |
- | some by bus, some by Puttmobile, but I doubt if any Walkers walked as it was raining heavily. | + | |
- | First came cocktails in the reception room (not house). "None | + | A large party of Club members arrived at The Barclay, Rockdale, some by bus, some by Puttmobile, but I doubt if any Walkers walked as it was raining heavily. |
- | for Betty till she comes of age," said Mother, "And that won't be till 20 past 80" | + | |
- | It looked like a pure respectable suburban gathering for the first dances | + | First came cocktails in the reception room (not house). "None for Betty till she comes of age," said Mother, "And that won't be till 20 past 8." |
- | and coats were shed one by one, those with bracers removing same and making judicious use of string. | + | |
- | Among the valuable | + | It looked like a pure respectable suburban gathering for the first dance, |
- | nasturtiums, | + | |
- | it was anaesthetised and might be expected to come to about 12 o' | + | Among the valuable |
- | round the floor with it held at arm's length, greeted by consternation | + | |
- | and squeals from other couples. | + | Supper was a mighty show, especially the 3-tiered stands of cakes, the lowest plate for the Trogos, the middle one for Walkers, and the top one for Mountaineers and Rock Climbers. At one side of the room was a table of 14 ravenous |
- | Supper was a mighty show, especially the 3-tiered stands of cakes, the lowest plate for the Trogos, the middle one for Walkers, and the top one for Mountaineers and Rock Climbers. At one side of | + | |
- | the room was a table Of 14 ravenous | + | As centre piece to each of the half dozen tables was a large chrome receptacle, the function of which was not what Colin imagined, but to contain the ice and bottle of champaigne |
- | side of the room was another of only 8. To the 14 it looked as though | + | |
- | 21.. | + | Rosso, who celebrated his own 21st only a few weeks back, presented Betty with a mantle radio on behalf of her S.B.W. friends. Father gave her the key to the front door (My! What a collossal lock the Swain' |
- | the 8 were being unfairly | + | |
- | As centre piece to each of the half dozen tables was ,a large chrome receptacle, the function of Which was not what Colin imagined, but to contain the ice and bottle of 61iampaigne | + | Then more fun and dancing till midnight when Betty and her parents packed up the presents and counted the spoons (Incredible! |
- | Rosso, who celebrated his own 21st only a few weeks back, presented Betty with a mantle radio on behalf of her S.B.W. friends. Father gave her the key to the front door (My l What a collossal lock the SWaints much have on their 600r4 What for?) Then the bandleader sang something sweet and low which he said (I think I quote him correctly) typified the fair young Elizabeth Swain, and as neither of the Peters knocked his head off they must have agreed. | + | |
- | Then more fun and dancing till midnight when Betty and her parents packed up the presents and counted the spoons (Incrediblel | + | =====Paddy Made===== |
- | Se s Keith: | + | |
- | "I see where the Club used to hold Marathons of only 85 miles." | + | __Pity poor Paddy__..... and his offsiders, and do yourself a good turn by shopping early for Xmas. |
- | PITY POOR PADDY, | + | |
Avoid irritating waiting and unwilling milling round Paddy' | Avoid irritating waiting and unwilling milling round Paddy' | ||
- | Make up your list now and get it | + | |
- | over. | + | Make up your list now and get it over. |
Ring and we will get it ready for you. | Ring and we will get it ready for you. | ||
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- | - can be used as a surf float, | + | |
- | - or to cross flooded rivers | + | Petrol stoves, light weight....49,/ |
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- | | + | Soft plastic bottles, |
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