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 - Jim Brown - Jim Brown
  
-In "South Col" the writer, Wilfred-Noyce,​ offers a sub-title "One man's adventure on the Ascent of Everest 1953," and without prejudice I could farly dub this "one man's recollections of Paralyser, 1956" - You see, by noon on Sunday we were so widely scattered no one could hope to tell the story of all the parties and sub-parties and strays and individuals (of which I was one of the last named.)+In "South Col" the writer, Wilfred-Noyce,​ offers a sub-title "One man's adventure on the Ascent of Everest 1953," and without prejudice I could fairly ​dub this "one man's recollections of Paralyser, 1956" - You see, by noon on Sunday we were so widely scattered no one could hope to tell the story of all the parties and sub-parties and strays and individuals (of which I was one of the last named.)
  
-dareaay ​we should have realised it was going to be 'one of them trip'​s'​ when the leading locomotive stumbled over some debris carelessly knocked off an overhead bridge and did in its right semi-lunar cartilage. The second engine made valiant bids to lift back the crippled "​pilot"​ plus train on the 1 in 35 grade near Woodford, gave it away after some fine fireworks with slipping wheels and showering sparks and cinder-charged smoke, and we settled down to wait almost two hours for succour.+daresay ​we should have realised it was going to be 'one of them trip'​s'​ when the leading locomotive stumbled over some debris carelessly knocked off an overhead bridge and did in its right semi-lunar cartilage. The second engine made valiant bids to lift back the crippled "​pilot"​ plus train on the 1 in 35 grade near Woodford, gave it away after some fine fireworks with slipping wheels and showering sparks and cinder-charged smoke, and we settled down to wait almost two hours for succour.
  
-The Admiral and the others, to a total of six who had gone forward in the Madden car, were still sitting or sleeping in our tourist bus outside Katoomba station, where we dragged in at 11.45 p.m., 5 1/4 hours out of Central and pursued by sundry Mails - almost as though our hussy of a train were Marelyn ​Munroe.+The Admiral and the others, to a total of six who had gone forward in the Madden car, were still sitting or sleeping in our tourist bus outside Katoomba station, where we dragged in at 11.45 p.m., 5 1/4 hours out of Central and pursued by sundry Mails - almost as though our hussy of a train were Marilyn ​Munroe.
  
 The coach trip out to Morong Creek was, as you must know, singularly uneventful. Some dozed fitfully and a nearly full moon silvered the frosty landscape, and the head-lamps wheeled ahead on a succession of white posts and avenues of quivering foliage. Up the hill past Jenolan we began to see patches of snow, and at the Oberon Road junction it was lying thickly in sheltered places. A quarter to three it was when we shuffled out into the tingling air at Morong Crk. and I had just enough time to pitch my tent hastily before my fingers became quite helpless. The pain of circulation returning after I was in my sleeping bag kept me awake long enough to hear the leader'​s final threat to "move off at seven o'​clock."​ The coach trip out to Morong Creek was, as you must know, singularly uneventful. Some dozed fitfully and a nearly full moon silvered the frosty landscape, and the head-lamps wheeled ahead on a succession of white posts and avenues of quivering foliage. Up the hill past Jenolan we began to see patches of snow, and at the Oberon Road junction it was lying thickly in sheltered places. A quarter to three it was when we shuffled out into the tingling air at Morong Crk. and I had just enough time to pitch my tent hastily before my fingers became quite helpless. The pain of circulation returning after I was in my sleeping bag kept me awake long enough to hear the leader'​s final threat to "move off at seven o'​clock."​
  
-Of course we didn'​t. No one stirred until about seven, and the overcast morning with some ground mist wasn't exactly inspiring. To think our lovely moonlit night had degenerated into this! At least it was fairly mild, and once the Admiral, by great exertions, had his party moving, they managed to be on the road at 8.30. The formula was 1.7 miles back along the road, then rorth-east on to the ridge and then east. There was plenty of icy, crystalline snow in places - as though a giant had carelessly ​spripkled ​the landscape with his salt-shaker - and when we left the road and took to the scrub I soon found my sneakers were icing up.+Of course we didn'​t. No one stirred until about seven, and the overcast morning with some ground mist wasn't exactly inspiring. To think our lovely moonlit night had degenerated into this! At least it was fairly mild, and once the Admiral, by great exertions, had his party moving, they managed to be on the road at 8.30. The formula was 1.7 miles back along the road, then north-east on to the ridge and then east. There was plenty of icy, crystalline snow in places - as though a giant had carelessly ​sprinkled ​the landscape with his salt-shaker - and when we left the road and took to the scrub I soon found my sneakers were icing up.
  
 For about a mile the terrain was fairly flat, and so damnably featureless. The Admiral dashed around out in front, wending a compass and curbing those who were persistently swinging away to the north. Knowing there were a few others who had "​Paralysed"​ in previous years I thought they were being tough on the Admiral and withholding counsel. Only later I realised that the 1954 and 1955 Paralyser expeditions had also found a measure of strife in picking up the spur - so probably no one knew anyway. Half an hour off the road came the crucial moment. Ahead our "​ridge"​ dipped into a small saddle. To the 1eft a creek was forming which appeared to flow north-east; to the right another gully deepened to the south. "Damn the torpedoes!"​ quoth the Admiral in effect. "​I'​m too cold to linger. Full speed ahead!"​ And we walked plumb on to the Paralyser spur just like that. For about a mile the terrain was fairly flat, and so damnably featureless. The Admiral dashed around out in front, wending a compass and curbing those who were persistently swinging away to the north. Knowing there were a few others who had "​Paralysed"​ in previous years I thought they were being tough on the Admiral and withholding counsel. Only later I realised that the 1954 and 1955 Paralyser expeditions had also found a measure of strife in picking up the spur - so probably no one knew anyway. Half an hour off the road came the crucial moment. Ahead our "​ridge"​ dipped into a small saddle. To the 1eft a creek was forming which appeared to flow north-east; to the right another gully deepened to the south. "Damn the torpedoes!"​ quoth the Admiral in effect. "​I'​m too cold to linger. Full speed ahead!"​ And we walked plumb on to the Paralyser spur just like that.
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 Breakfast Creek was a shock. You know how it's usually a trickle of clear water over a bed of lovely smooth pebbles of many colours? Well, here it was, bashing and boiling along, almost waist deep at some of the crossings, discoloured and with quite respectable pressure waves. I honestly believe I'd have abandoned it and pushed on up the Cox to Tinpot Ridge if I hadn't come up with Dorothy Barr and Geoff Broadhead here. As it was, we forced a passage as a trio, linking arms to negotiate the worst crossings and cutting down the 37 fords to about 11. That meant, of course, clambering along some very slender pads, often going high, and sometimes wading around the foot of projecting ridges. At about 3 o'​clock,​ after more than two hours of the battle, we snatched a hasty lunch, standing on a few boulders while the rain rattled on our capes; that is, it rattled on theirs, and on the tattered remains of mine. Breakfast Creek was a shock. You know how it's usually a trickle of clear water over a bed of lovely smooth pebbles of many colours? Well, here it was, bashing and boiling along, almost waist deep at some of the crossings, discoloured and with quite respectable pressure waves. I honestly believe I'd have abandoned it and pushed on up the Cox to Tinpot Ridge if I hadn't come up with Dorothy Barr and Geoff Broadhead here. As it was, we forced a passage as a trio, linking arms to negotiate the worst crossings and cutting down the 37 fords to about 11. That meant, of course, clambering along some very slender pads, often going high, and sometimes wading around the foot of projecting ridges. At about 3 o'​clock,​ after more than two hours of the battle, we snatched a hasty lunch, standing on a few boulders while the rain rattled on our capes; that is, it rattled on theirs, and on the tattered remains of mine.
  
-We came to Carlon'​s Creek shortly after four, and Geoff decided to remove some of the rubbish which had entered his boots. I knew if I stayed during this operation I'd probably freeze up entirely. Also I had some notion that, if the racehorses ahead had made a proper ​luuch halt, I may chance to overtake, and could give a progress report on the movements of at least two of the party, plus a negative on the Admiral and his team who must be having a shocking journey. At all events, I parted from Dot and Geoff and strode out, still trying to walk some warmth into my shivering carcase.+We came to Carlon'​s Creek shortly after four, and Geoff decided to remove some of the rubbish which had entered his boots. I knew if I stayed during this operation I'd probably freeze up entirely. Also I had some notion that, if the racehorses ahead had made a proper ​lunch halt, I may chance to overtake, and could give a progress report on the movements of at least two of the party, plus a negative on the Admiral and his team who must be having a shocking journey. At all events, I parted from Dot and Geoff and strode out, still trying to walk some warmth into my shivering carcase.
  
 I Passed Carlon'​s in fading light about 5.10, and decided against calling in as I was just thawing slightly, and my spurt of energy carried me on to the top of the hill, where I rested a few minutes in the old shed, pulled on a sweater and draped my ragged pieces of plastic about me and went on by torchlight. I Passed Carlon'​s in fading light about 5.10, and decided against calling in as I was just thawing slightly, and my spurt of energy carried me on to the top of the hill, where I rested a few minutes in the old shed, pulled on a sweater and draped my ragged pieces of plastic about me and went on by torchlight.
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 The next couple of hours merge into a strange dreamlike kind of march. Rain was still falling, and everywhere water was cascading, running, flowing. The night was full of the sounds - the thousand soft and angry, gentle and fierce, soothing and disturbing sounds that water can make. My feet splashed and swished through a succession of pools and gutters and creeks. By now my spasm of energy was spent; I was dragging, and my pack getting wetter and heavier. If I had seen any shelter, any place tolerably dry, in Megalong, I believe I'd have stopped then and there. I didn't - the whole landscape was awash. I traced the approach to Devil'​s Hole by following what seemed like a creek. The next couple of hours merge into a strange dreamlike kind of march. Rain was still falling, and everywhere water was cascading, running, flowing. The night was full of the sounds - the thousand soft and angry, gentle and fierce, soothing and disturbing sounds that water can make. My feet splashed and swished through a succession of pools and gutters and creeks. By now my spasm of energy was spent; I was dragging, and my pack getting wetter and heavier. If I had seen any shelter, any place tolerably dry, in Megalong, I believe I'd have stopped then and there. I didn't - the whole landscape was awash. I traced the approach to Devil'​s Hole by following what seemed like a creek.
  
-In a dazed, numb kind of way I made the climb, and finally came to the overhan:​gjust ​below the Hole itself. There I stopped abruptly. From the darkness ahead came a frightening sound of a great volume of tumbling water. It occurred to me that it might be dangerous to try the Hole itself solo, and with a failing torch it was not the time to take chances. Here was refuge of a kind - the gravel at the back of the overhang was almost dry.+In a dazed, numb kind of way I made the climb, and finally came to the overhang just below the Hole itself. There I stopped abruptly. From the darkness ahead came a frightening sound of a great volume of tumbling water. It occurred to me that it might be dangerous to try the Hole itself solo, and with a failing torch it was not the time to take chances. Here was refuge of a kind - the gravel at the back of the overhang was almost dry.
  
 The decision made, I lost no time. Off with my wettest clothes, on with the driest in my pack, and into my rather moist sleeping bag. As my hands became warm I realised that "​dry"​ was quite a relative term - my bag was really very wet, as were the slacks and shirt that came from my sodden pack. Yet in a short while I was comfortably warm in a humid sort of way, and I fished out some fragments of food. For the first time I looked at my watch and found it was just after 9 p.m. I assumed I had reached my funk-hole about 8.30, after almost 12 hours literally on my feet. (I sat down for 2 or 3 minutes only twice all day). All that to make some 22 miles or so! The decision made, I lost no time. Off with my wettest clothes, on with the driest in my pack, and into my rather moist sleeping bag. As my hands became warm I realised that "​dry"​ was quite a relative term - my bag was really very wet, as were the slacks and shirt that came from my sodden pack. Yet in a short while I was comfortably warm in a humid sort of way, and I fished out some fragments of food. For the first time I looked at my watch and found it was just after 9 p.m. I assumed I had reached my funk-hole about 8.30, after almost 12 hours literally on my feet. (I sat down for 2 or 3 minutes only twice all day). All that to make some 22 miles or so!
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 === Club membership === === Club membership ===
  
-In all the discussions we have had in meetings about maintaining or increasing Club membership, we have discussed only the means of attracting new members. Even if we had unlimited resources for publicity we would be up against it to sell bushwalking to a public which prefers to leave exertion to horses, dogs and top-line sportsmen and only walks when forced to do so by parking restrictions. Carrying a pack up and down mountains through the bush in heat, cold or wet, and camping in a little tent on the ground just doesn'​t appeal to a public that can absorbe ​its pleasures and see the countryside without any exertion or discomfort.+In all the discussions we have had in meetings about maintaining or increasing Club membership, we have discussed only the means of attracting new members. Even if we had unlimited resources for publicity we would be up against it to sell bushwalking to a public which prefers to leave exertion to horses, dogs and top-line sportsmen and only walks when forced to do so by parking restrictions. Carrying a pack up and down mountains through the bush in heat, cold or wet, and camping in a little tent on the ground just doesn'​t appeal to a public that can absorb ​its pleasures and see the countryside without any exertion or discomfort.
  
 In our discussions the fact has been overlooked that we do, nevertheless,​ induce quite a number of hardy or adventurous souls to come into the Club, pay their application fee, and probably attend a walk or two. Perhaps one in five become members. Of these a big percentage drop out fairly soon. Perhaps one in ten become active walkers, and one in a hundred take a lifelong interest in the Club. All we need do, then, is to reduce our turnover, of both prospectives and members, and our numbers will be adequate. In our discussions the fact has been overlooked that we do, nevertheless,​ induce quite a number of hardy or adventurous souls to come into the Club, pay their application fee, and probably attend a walk or two. Perhaps one in five become members. Of these a big percentage drop out fairly soon. Perhaps one in ten become active walkers, and one in a hundred take a lifelong interest in the Club. All we need do, then, is to reduce our turnover, of both prospectives and members, and our numbers will be adequate.
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   - For those who like hard walks:- Encourage the prospectives and new members who are capable of them to join in. These walks are a kind of challenge to new members, and there is no better way of getting to know members than to go on them.   - For those who like hard walks:- Encourage the prospectives and new members who are capable of them to join in. These walks are a kind of challenge to new members, and there is no better way of getting to know members than to go on them.
  
-If everybody does what they can towards helping the prospecttves ​and making them feel welcome, I don't think we need worry about keeping up our numbers.+If everybody does what they can towards helping the prospectives ​and making them feel welcome, I don't think we need worry about keeping up our numbers.
  
 Yours sincerely, Yours sincerely,
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   * Hon. Treasurer - (Mrs.) M.L. Fox   * Hon. Treasurer - (Mrs.) M.L. Fox
  
-__Affiliation Fees__: 9d. per. member based on the membership on June 30th, 1956, with a mimimum ​rate of 10/-. Interstate clubs to pay 7/6 per hundred members with a maximum of 15/-+__Affiliation Fees__: 9d. per. member based on the membership on June 30th, 1956, with a minimum ​rate of 10/-. Interstate clubs to pay 7/6 per hundred members with a maximum of 15/-
  
 === July Meeting. === === July Meeting. ===
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 Bob Duncan led his team of seven (1 prospective) as per programme. The weather was good and the trip enjoyable, even if Jack Perry did start breaking sticks at 4 a.m. on Sunday morning waking the rest of the party up. Bob reported that a long road bash can be avoided by walking around the side of Mt. Shipley; gullies are few and the going good. Bob Duncan led his team of seven (1 prospective) as per programme. The weather was good and the trip enjoyable, even if Jack Perry did start breaking sticks at 4 a.m. on Sunday morning waking the rest of the party up. Bob reported that a long road bash can be avoided by walking around the side of Mt. Shipley; gullies are few and the going good.
  
-The President led the Signday ​walk in the Roach Trig - Terry Hills area. It was a bit early for flowers but the attendance of eleven members and three prospectives made a very pleasant day out.+The President led the Sunday ​walk in the Roach Trig - Terry Hills area. It was a bit early for flowers but the attendance of eleven members and three prospectives made a very pleasant day out.
  
 Now we come to __the__ trip ("I deny it," said the Admiral.) Friday night, good weather and 15 starters, including one prospective. A slight variation to the trip was made in that Breakfast Creek would be the exit route. Another variation was that less than half the party returned home on time. To give you some of the atmosphere I quote from the trip report: "From Kanangra Rd. at Morong Crk. to the Cox River on Saturday no views were possible due to thick fog and mist. Sunday was different, no views were possible due to continuous rain and low clouds."​ And there you have it. Very heavy rains caused the waterways to rise sharply, with consequences such as you shall read in the articles appearing in this issue. Now we come to __the__ trip ("I deny it," said the Admiral.) Friday night, good weather and 15 starters, including one prospective. A slight variation to the trip was made in that Breakfast Creek would be the exit route. Another variation was that less than half the party returned home on time. To give you some of the atmosphere I quote from the trip report: "From Kanangra Rd. at Morong Crk. to the Cox River on Saturday no views were possible due to thick fog and mist. Sunday was different, no views were possible due to continuous rain and low clouds."​ And there you have it. Very heavy rains caused the waterways to rise sharply, with consequences such as you shall read in the articles appearing in this issue.
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 Air embolism is a condition in which air enters the vascular system - veins and arteries - and may cause a variety of symptoms and signs depending on where it settles. Air embolism is a condition in which air enters the vascular system - veins and arteries - and may cause a variety of symptoms and signs depending on where it settles.
  
-The mechanism of entry of air into the circulacion ​is as follows. Whilst underwater, air breathed from the aqualung is at the same pressure as the surrounding water, and this pressure increases one atmosphere for every 33 ft. below the surface. At 20 ft. down the pressure exerted is 10 lbs. per sq. inch above the normal atmospheric pressure. Whilst remaining submerged and breathing, even at much greater depths, the diver is quite safe, but should he surface without exhaling, or at least keeping a free airway between lungs and open mouth, the air in his lungs will expand as the external pressure diminishes. This expanding air can rupture the thin alveolar wall which separates air and blood, and access to the circulation is achieved. A pressure of 10 lb. is more than enough to rupture the alveolar wall. Fright is said sometimes to cause spasm of the glottis, thus preventing exhalation.+The mechanism of entry of air into the circulation ​is as follows. Whilst underwater, air breathed from the aqualung is at the same pressure as the surrounding water, and this pressure increases one atmosphere for every 33 ft. below the surface. At 20 ft. down the pressure exerted is 10 lbs. per sq. inch above the normal atmospheric pressure. Whilst remaining submerged and breathing, even at much greater depths, the diver is quite safe, but should he surface without exhaling, or at least keeping a free airway between lungs and open mouth, the air in his lungs will expand as the external pressure diminishes. This expanding air can rupture the thin alveolar wall which separates air and blood, and access to the circulation is achieved. A pressure of 10 lb. is more than enough to rupture the alveolar wall. Fright is said sometimes to cause spasm of the glottis, thus preventing exhalation.
  
 Once in the bloodstream,​ the air may go to one or more of several places. It may go to the limbs where it can cause transient pain, and perhaps will do little damage. It may travel to the heart and lodge in one of the coronary arteries supplying blood to the muscular wall of that organ causing what is in effect a coronary occlusion, or it may go to the brain and cause a cerebral catastrophe. Spontaneous collapse of a lung is another possibility. Once in the bloodstream,​ the air may go to one or more of several places. It may go to the limbs where it can cause transient pain, and perhaps will do little damage. It may travel to the heart and lodge in one of the coronary arteries supplying blood to the muscular wall of that organ causing what is in effect a coronary occlusion, or it may go to the brain and cause a cerebral catastrophe. Spontaneous collapse of a lung is another possibility.
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-SINK OR SWIM WITH Tilt ADMIRAL +===== Sink Or Swim With The Admiral. ===== 
-- Dot Butler ​IT WAS ALL THE ADMIRAL'S FAULT+ 
-The gods who shape the course ​of4man ​sat together on Mt. OlYmpus locking down on the 15 unsuspecting individuals who had embarked on the Admiral'​s Paralyser trip. 'It's time we had some fun,"they rumbled, rubbing their hands togetherin ​anticipation. +- Dot Butler 
-The Admiral was very cocky right from the start; Garth was on time at the Hyde Post Office, I was on time at Hyde station with the down train, Brian was on time with the up train. Despite a last- minute dash of packing Stan was not late to pick us up and we drove an towards Parramatta collecting a waiting Dawn, aad Vivian was on time at Parramatta station. "This is faatastic," crowed the Admiral. "This is the first time a trip of mine has gone according to schedule!' ​"​Don'​t speak too soon," we warned him. (The gods winked and moved + 
-in their seats. "Not yet," they smirked - Not yetl") +=== It was all the Admiral's fault=== 
-We made good time and reached Katoomba by 9 , and there was our hired bus waiting to take us on to Kanangra just as soon as the train should arrive with the rest of the party. The Admiral glowed visibly (and audibly) at this further sign of his good management. Stan shot off down Lurline St. and parked his car at Snow's parents'​ house and was back in a quarter of an hour as the train was due in at 9.15. Then we settled ourselves into the bus to await the ,..thrs And we waited ​andwaited.....and waited. By about 10.15 Garth could stand the suspense no longer and went over and asked the Station Master the reason for the delay. "An overhead bridge at Linden has subsided due to an explosion and the engines can't fit through,"​ said the Station Master. "​They'​re shunting the carriages through and some engines will be sent down from this end to fetch them on their way. It'll take a couple of hours."​ Garth came back and reported the matter + 
-The Admiral'​s self-esteem had been undergoing a bout of slow deflation, but now he perked up again as a bright thought struck him. "IT WAS ALL GARTH'S FAUIT!" he shouted. "He shouldn'​t have thrown that bottle of gin out the window at Linden. He's blown up the bridge':​. ​"What bottle of gin?" asked Garth in surprise. "​What ​boitle ​of gin:" echoed the Admiral derisively, in a tone of voice which implied "​Don'​t try and put that one over us; we're not suckers"​ +The gods who shape the course ​of man sat together on Mt. OlYmpus locking down on the 15 unsuspecting individuals who had embarked on the Admiral'​s Paralyser trip. "It's time we had some fun," they rumbled, rubbing their hands together in anticipation. 
-Nothing for it but to get into our sleeping bags and, lying down on the long seats of the bus, try to get some sleep. + 
-("So far so good," grinned the gods. "​Now ​that else?"​) +The Admiral was very cocky right from the start; Garth was on time at the Hyde Post Office, I was on time at Hyde station with the down train, Brian was on time with the up train. Despite a last-minute dash of packing Stan was not late to pick us up and we drove on towards Parramatta collecting a waiting Dawn, and Vivian was on time at Parramatta station. "This is fantastic," crowed the Admiral. "This is the first time a trip of mine has gone according to schedule!" ​"​Don'​t speak too soon," we warned him. (The gods winked and moved in their seats. "Not yet," they smirked - Not yet!") 
-,out midnight the others arrived. We made room for them and the reluctant driver moved off on the long journey to -Morong Creek which we reached about 3 a.m. "​Don'​t let's make it too easy farthe4 ​murmured Hughie, so he generously scattered the landscape with patches of snow to greet us on arrival."​Huh,"​ said we, not particularly + 
-abashed by this joke as snow is really very pleasant stuff. Some of us threw some bark under a bush and crept in, and some put up tents, and we had 4 or 5 hours sleep. +We made good time and reached Katoomba by 9, and there was our hired bus waiting to take us on to Kanangra just as soon as the train should arrive with the rest of the party. The Admiral glowed visibly (and audibly) at this further sign of his good management. Stan shot off down Lurline St. and parked his car at Snow's parents'​ house and was back in a quarter of an hour as the train was due in at 9.15. Then we settled ourselves into the bus to await the others. And we waited... and waited.... and waited. By about 10.15 Garth could stand the suspense no longer and went over and asked the Station Master the reason for the delay. "An overhead bridge at Linden has subsided due to an explosion and the engines can't fit through,"​ said the Station Master. "​They'​re shunting the carriages through and some engines will be sent down from this end to fetch them on their way. It'll take a couple of hours."​ Garth came back and reported the matter
-Breakfast and away by 8.30. Whether by good luck or good management I can't say, but by use of maps and compasses and a half-conscious + 
-17. +The Admiral'​s self-esteem had been undergoing a bout of slow deflation, but now he perked up again as a bright thought struck him. "__It was all Garth's fault__!" he shouted. "He shouldn'​t have thrown that bottle of gin out the window at Linden. He's blown up the bridge!" ​"What bottle of gin?" asked Garth in surprise. "​What ​bottle ​of gin!" echoed the Admiral derisively, in a tone of voice which implied "​Don'​t try and put __that__ ​one over us; we're not suckers!" Nothing for it but to get into our sleeping bags and, lying down on the long seats of the bus, try to get some sleep. ("So far so good," grinned the gods. "​Now ​what else?"​) 
-awareness of where the sun was through the mist we got successfully on to Paralyser ridge. We trailed along in the blurring mist. + 
-"I like this," remarked Garth to anyone ​Who was there to hear, " - the mist opening up on a little world and closing behind it...",​ and I pondered the poetry of that remark for the next four miles. +About midnight the others arrived. We made room for them and the reluctant driver moved off on the long journey to Morong Creek which we reached about 3 a.m. "​Don'​t let's make it too easy for them," ​murmured Hughie, so he generously scattered the landscape with patches of snow to greet us on arrival. "​Huh,"​ said we, not particularly abashed by this joke as snow is really very pleasant stuff. Some of us threw some bark under a bush and crept in, and some put up tents, and we had 4 or 5 hours sleep. 
-We found the bulldozed track where they brought out the crashed plane and followed it, aad then continued on without eventualities to Cyclops. At this stage we were all together, but going slowly as + 
-Dawn and her friend Vivian were beginning to tire. We pieced together the story of Vivian'​s presence amongst us. It went like this: The Admiral'​s little friend, ​Dam, had asked could she bring along someone who had done a previous bushwalk and thought she could do the trip. ("You see," said the Admiral, "IT WAS ALL DAWN'S FAULT") The Admiral warned her the trip might be tough, but agreed, so having hired a sleeping bag and a large framed pack from Paddy the two girls filled it up and poor unsuspecting Vivian'​s frail little craft was allowed to be launched in the protective shadow of the Admiral'​s flagship. (Oh, Admiral, how truly it is said, "When love flies in the window +Breakfast and away by 8.30. Whether by good luck or good management I can't say, but by use of maps and compasses and a half-conscious awareness of where the sun was through the mist we got successfully on to Paralyser ridge. We trailed along in the blurring mist. "I like this," remarked Garth to anyone ​who was there to hear, " - the mist opening up on a little world and closing behind it...",​ and I pondered the poetry of that remark for the next four miles. 
-judgement flies out the door."​) As to Vivian'​s experience, it + 
-turned out that the only other trip theI,​-or ​lass had ever done was +We found the bulldozed track where they brought out the crashed plane and followed it, and then continued on without eventualities to Cyclops. At this stage we were all together, but going slowly as Dawn and her friend Vivian were beginning to tire. We pieced together the story of Vivian'​s presence amongst us. It went like this: The Admiral'​s little friend, ​Dawn, had asked could she bring along someone who had done a previous bushwalk and thought she could do the trip. ("You see," said the Admiral, "__It was all Dawn's fault__!") The Admiral warned her the trip might be tough, but agreed, so having hired a sleeping bag and a large framed pack from Paddy the two girls filled it up and poor unsuspecting Vivian'​s frail little craft was allowed to be launched in the protective shadow of the Admiral'​s flagship. (Oh, Admiral, how truly it is said, "When love flies in the window judgement flies out the door."​) As to Vivian'​s experience, it turned out that the only other trip the poor lass had ever done was from __Audley to Waterfall__!!! 
-from IfiEJ22,​7_12_221211111111 + 
-At Paralyser trig we all assembled about mid-day. Here my fatal optimism got the better of me and to cheer Vivian up I told her all her troubles were nearly over - indeed we were almost there (with a little stretch of the imagination on our part); all we had to do now was to drop down a spur to the Kanangra Creek/River junction for lunch, then amble down creek a couple of miles in the afternoon to Kanangra Clearing where we would camp fcr the night. Then next day a delightful loaf up the Cox to Breakfast Creek and home the easy way via Devil'​s Hole or Nelly'​s Glen. It all sounded so simple. Poor Vivian. +At Paralyser trig we all assembled about mid-day. Here my fatal optimism got the better of me and to cheer Vivian up I told her all her troubles were nearly over - indeed we were almost there (with a little stretch of the imagination on our part); all we had to do now was to drop down a spur to the Kanangra Creek/River junction for lunch, then amble down creek a couple of miles in the afternoon to Kanangra Clearing where we would camp for the night. Then next day a delightful loaf up the Cox to Breakfast Creek and home the easy way via Devil'​s Hole or Nelly'​s Glen. It all sounded so simple. Poor Vivian. 
-With the Junction in sight, half the party bashed ahead to get a lunch fire.going, leaving the leader to follow at a slower pace with the others. The vanguard were just shooting off on the wrong spur when Garth recognised the right one and we called the Madden crowd back. But no TO retrace their steps a hundred yards would be too great an effort - they would go down their spur. The result was Garth and I were down at the junction at 1.30 and it was well over half an hour before the Madden group showed up after a mile or so extra along the ridge and fighting their way down the overgrown creek. + 
-By 3 o'​clock all the early arrivals had finished lunch but we were still minus the others. But now into our peaceful midst crashed numerous ​bode declaring hotly that IT WAS ALL SNOW'S FAULT! He had set off with them down one cpur, which wasn't the rightone, admitted his blunder and returned, to go down another. The Admiral, ​shepherdint ​his harem along, followed. His blood pressure was just sinking to normal after his ire at having been led down a wrong ridge when Snow's voice came quavering up from below, "​Admiral,​ I've blundered again" About turn. Back up again with an anxious eye on Vivian and Dawn who by this time were visably ​wilting, and off on a third attempt. This brought Snow's gang into our midstbut it was some time before the volcanic Admiral put in an appearance. ​AND WHERE THE HELL IS +With the Junction in sight, half the party bashed ahead to get a lunch fire going, leaving the leader to follow at a slower pace with the others. The vanguard were just shooting off on the wrong spur when Garth recognised the right one and we called the Madden crowd back. But no! To retrace their steps a hundred yards would be too great an effort - they would go down their spur. The result was Garth and I were down at the junction at 1.30 and it was well over half an hour before the Madden group showed up after a mile or so extra along the ridge and fighting their way down the overgrown creek. 
-ERNIE? He had been with the Admiral ten minutes ​bacon the ridge, + 
-18. +By 3 o'​clock all the early arrivals had finished lunch but we were still minus the others. But now into our peaceful midst crashed numerous ​bods declaring hotly that __it was all Snow's fault__! He had set off with them down one spur, which wasn't the right one, admitted his blunder and returned, to go down another. The Admiral, ​shepherding ​his harem along, followed. His blood pressure was just sinking to normal after his ire at having been led down a wrong ridge when Snow's voice came quavering up from below, "​Admiral,​ I've blundered again!" About turn. Back up again with an anxious eye on Vivian and Dawn who by this time were visibly ​wilting, and off on a third attempt. This brought Snow's gang into our midstbut it was some time before the volcanic Admiral put in an appearance... __and where the hell is Ernie__? He had been with the Admiral ten minutes ​back on the ridge, but now? Odearodearodear! ​(So __it was all Ernie's fault__, ​huh?) The Admiral wiped his fevered brow and decided ​to camp right where he was and collect Ernie, then come on and join us at Kanangra Clearing by 8 o'​clock tomorrow. So the rest of us pushed off to Kanangra Clearing, which took little over an hourhad tea and a short session ​round the camp fire till the rain started, then hit the bracken and didn't wake up till 7 a.m. 
-but now? Odearodearodearl ​(So IT WAS ALL ERNIE'S FAULT huh?) The Admiral wiped his fevered brow-E17-Te-cided ​to camp right there + 
-he was and collect Ernie, then come on and join us at Kanangra Clearing by 8 o'​clock tomorrow. So the rest of us pushed off to Kanangra Clearing, which took little over an hour had tea and a short session ​7?​ound ​the campfire till the rain started,then hit the bracken and didn't wake up till 7 a.m. +No sign of the rear party by 8, so off pushed Jack Perry who had been up and warbling round the breakfast fire since crack of dawn. No sign by 9. At 9.15 action seemed to be called for. Stan and Snow would burn through to Katoomba and bring Stan's car back to Megalong ​Post Office for the Admiral'​s halt and lame. The rest of the party would go with them except Garth and I who would run back and take the girls' packs and see what was delaying the Admiral - perhaps a search party for Ernie was on the cards. However we hadn't gone very far when whom should we see but good old Ern himself plodding through the white water down the centre of the stream and giving the uncaring air the benefit of his opinions. "Hi there, Ernie!"​ we called, whereupon the flow of his imprecations ​became ​more audible.... "fine b-- trip! Four b-- parties and not a b-- one of them knows what the b-- other is doing!" 
-No sign of the rear party by 8, so off pushed Jack Perry who had been up and warbling round the breakfast fire since crack of dawn. No sign by 9. At 9.15 action seemed to be called for. Stan and Snow would burn through to Katoomba and bring Stan's car back to Masalong ​Post Office for the Admiral'​s halt and lame. The rest of the party would go with them except Garth and I who would run back and take the girls' packs and sec 'what was delaying the Admiral - perhaps a search party for Ernie was an the cards. However we hadn't gone very far when whom should we see but good old Ern himself plodding through the white water down the centre of the stream and giving the uncaring air the benefit of his opinions. "Hi there, Ernie!"​ we called, whereupon the flow of his imprecations'​becare ​more audible ​...... "fine b-- trips Four b-- parties and not a b-- one of them knows what the b-- other is doing:+ 
-"Did you meet up with the Admiral,"​ we asked. Yes, he had, and had left them back yonder still having breakfast. So we brought Ernie up to date on the movements of the rest of the nob and despatched him in pursuit, and continued back. Hal Here at last is the valiant Anderson leading his party from behind with a vengeance. We took the girls' packs and trotted back through the rain to Kanangra Clearing. By now it was after 109 I kept Vivian'​s great heavy unweildy ​pack and gave her my light one, and Garth made it even lighter and took some of Dawn's weight as well, and so we began to tick off the long miles up the Cox. +"Did you meet up with the Admiral,"​ we asked. Yes, he had, and had left them back yonder still having breakfast. So we brought Ernie up to date on the movements of the rest of the mob and despatched him in pursuit, and continued back. Ha! Here at last is the valiant Anderson leading his party from behind with a vengeance. We took the girls' packs and trotted back through the rain to Kanangra Clearing. By now it was after 10. I kept Vivian'​s great heavy unwieldy ​pack and gave her my light one, and Garth made it even lighter and took some of Dawn's weight as well, and so we began to tick off the long miles up the Cox. 
-You know, when you pound along the banks behind steam-engines like say Putt and Stitt and Wagc and Arnie the distance between Breakfast Creek and Kanangra River is a mere nothing - it hardly registers. But when yau_ glance behind and see someone crawling on hands and knees over the boulders it comes as a tremendous shock. But no complaining from Vivian - poor little game little wench - just a timid request, "Would you mind not going too fast in front, Dot, I want to sec where you put your feet." (II!) + 
-The rain, though not particularly heavy, had been steady and continuous, and as the already saturated ground could hold no more, the river gradually rose. However we crossed the Cox without undue qualms. On the level cowpads the Admiral stopped to rest the girls and we others kept moving, and at 1.30 behold Breakfast Creek. Garth dumped his hea'​vy ​pack and promptly went back to take the girls' while Ernie and I, with dry wood from the inside of a fallen tree, plus Ernie'​s tapers and much blowing, eventually got a fire going in the rain. No fears of being unable to get through that night had entered our minds. It would take a couple of hours to reach CanonsWhich we could easily do before dark if we didn't waste time over lunch, then the bit of road walk to Megalong would present no problems even though it were dark, and Stan should be there by 7 o'​clock with the car and drive us home in comfort. Thus we reasoned. (The gods on +You know, when you pound along the banks behind steam-engines like say Putt and Stitt and Wagg and Arnie the distance between Breakfast Creek and Kanangra River is a mere nothing - it hardly registers. But when you glance behind and see someone crawling on hands and knees over the boulders it comes as a tremendous shock. But no complaining from Vivian - poor little game little wench - just a timid request, "Would you mind not going too fast in front, Dot, I want to see where you put your feet." (!!!) 
-19. + 
-Mt. Olympus roared with laughter. "What a long time it takes for some people to wake upl" they Chortled.) +The rain, though not particularly heavy, had been steady and continuous, and as the already saturated ground could hold no more, the river gradually rose. However we crossed the Cox without undue qualms. On the level cowpads the Admiral stopped to rest the girls and we others kept moving, and at 1.30 behold Breakfast Creek. Garth dumped his heavy pack and promptly went back to take the girls' while Ernie and I, with dry wood from the inside of a fallen tree, plus Ernie'​s tapers and much blowing, eventually got a fire going in the rain. No fears of being unable to get through that night had entered our minds. It would take a couple of hours to reach Carlonswhich we could easily do before dark if we didn't waste time over lunch, then the bit of road walk to Megalong would present no problems even though it were dark, and Stan should be there by 7 o'​clock with the car and drive us home in comfort. Thus we reasoned. (The gods on Mt. Olympus roared with laughter. "What a long time it takes for some people to wake up!" they chortled.) 
-When at length Garth showed up with Dawn's pack, the girls behind him mad a worried Admiral whipper-in, it was after 2, and by the time lunch had been consumed and bandages and sticking-plaster applied it was twenty to 4 before we started. ( For the first time I began to suspect that that low rumbling in the sky wasn't thunder but laughter.) + 
-The 34 crossings (or whatever it is) of Breakfast Creek got' ​hairier and hairier as we proceeded. Rain continued to fall and the steep escarpments either side of the creek poured down their hundred and one contributing watercourses till eventually we found we could not make the crossings singly. So Garth organised us into a line and with arms linked New Zealand fashion we made all subsequent crossings, Garth breaking the force of the water upstream and the rest of ,us +When at length Garth showed up with Dawn's pack, the girls behind him and a worried Admiral whipper-in, it was after 2, and by the time lunch had been consumed and bandages and sticking-plaster applied it was twenty to 4 before we started. (For the first time I began to suspect that that low rumbling in the sky wasn't thunder but laughter.) 
-sheltering in his wake with the Admiral as backstop. When he was in to his Waist we knew that the flood was up to Dawn's shoulders, and + 
-Oh Dean i Don't even think of the sodden packs end clothes and sleeping ​bags: +The 34 crossings (or whatever it is) of Breakfast Creek got hairier and hairier as we proceeded. Rain continued to fall and the steep escarpments either side of the creek poured down their hundred and one contributing watercourses till eventually we found we could not make the crossings singly. So Garth organised us into a line and with arms linked New Zealand fashion we made all subsequent crossings, Garth breaking the force of the water upstream and the rest of us sheltering in his wake with the Admiral as backstop. When he was in to his waist we knew that the flood was up to Dawn's shoulders, and Oh Dear! Don't even think of the sodden packs and clothes and sleeping ​bags1 
-Instead of getting shallower, as we-got higher up the crossings got deeper. Garth would test them first, and when he found them above his waist he would pronounce them too dangerous without a rope so we would make heroic sidles ​Up the.side.....aad Time laughed up his sleeve as the hours slid swiftly by. We had only just passed ​apple Tree Flat and here it was a quarter to fiVe. Less than half an hourof daylight ​gad many more miles yet to go. Ernie'​s face waS a blood- streaked mess from having ​,fallen face first on a sharp rock, and t1 girls had completely ​subMerged ​on several occasions. We knew we couldn'​t ​g6t them through the:river crossings in the dark, so....back to Apple Tree Flat and camp for the night. + 
-The low-lying part of the flatwas seVeral ​inches under water. We went up to higher ground and the two tents up and lit a fire and Spent about 4 hours In the rain dr7ing ​out cl.-Ithes ​and sleeping bags, and cooking up half a billy of rice and dried apples and sultanaE ​which luckily our provident leader still had left in his food tins. Our hydrologist went down to the creek and stuck up a measuring ​Stick in the bank, then we crawled into our limited quarters and slept while the flood roared and the rain tapped a staccato on the tent roof mad its walls got wetter and wetter and More eager to transfer their burden of water to our sleeping bags. +Instead of getting shallower, as we got higher up the crossings got deeper. Garth would test them first, and when he found them above his waist he would pronounce them too dangerous without a rope so we would make heroic sidles ​up the side.... ​and Time laughed up his sleeve as the hours slid swiftly by. We had only just passed ​Apple Tree Flat and here it was a quarter to five. Less than half an hour of daylight ​and many more miles yet to go. Ernie'​s face was a blood-streaked mess from having fallen face first on a sharp rock, and the girls had completely ​submerged ​on several occasions. We knew we couldn'​t ​get them through the river crossings in the dark, so.... back to Apple Tree Flat and camp for the night. 
-Next morning we crawled out and cooked up half a cup of oatmeal and put on it the last of our milk powder and sugar, than packed our wet tents and off again to the flood. Why harrow you with the rest of it? Garth'​s measuring stick had been washed away, Which meant the water was even higher, so we kept mainly to bluff sidling and eventual- ​ ly came to CarlenTs ​creek. ​It, thetop of the steep pull into GazIons eve. findgood old tirkid ​Ernie,infected by Garth'​s selflessness,​ dropping his pack and going back dawn for Dawns. So to Carlon'​s by + 
-1 pm,It appeared Jim Brown, Dot Barr and.Geof Broadhead had got to Canon'​s after dark the previous evening. Jim had gone on but the Other two had spent the night with the Canons ​and had left only about an hour ago. Snow and Stan and the rest of the gang had been first +The low-lying part of the flat was several ​inches under water. We went up to higher ground and got the two tents up and lit a fire and spent about 4 hours in the rain drying ​out clothes ​and sleeping bags, and cooking up half a billy of rice and dried apples and sultanas ​which luckily our provident leader still had left in his food tins. Our hydrologist went down to the creek and stuck up a measuring ​stick in the bank, then we crawled into our limited quarters and slept while the flood roared and the rain tapped a staccato on the tent roof and its walls got wetter and wetter and more eager to transfer their burden of water to our sleeping bags. 
-20. + 
-there at 4 and after a cup of tea had pushed off via Devil'​s Hole to Katoomba, leaving a messagethat if we came through we should go to Snow's place at Katoomba ​cnd collect their return tickets to Sydney for our own use, and he would drive the others home in his car. +Next morning we crawled out and cooked up half a cup of oatmeal and put on it the last of our milk powder and sugar, than packed our wet tents and off again to the flood. Why harrow you with the rest of it? Garth'​s measuring stick had been washed away, which meant the water was even higher, so we kept mainly to bluff sidling and eventually ​came to Carlon'​s ​creek. ​At the top of the steep pull into Carlons we find good old tired Ernie, infected by Garth'​s selflessness,​ dropping his pack and going back down for Dawn's. So to Carlon'​s by 1 pmIt appeared Jim Brown, Dot Barr and Geof Broadhead had got to Canon'​s after dark the previous evening. Jim had gone on but the other two had spent the night with the Carlons ​and had left only about an hour ago. Snow and Stan and the rest of the gang had been first there at 4 and after a cup of tea had pushed off via Devil'​s Hole to Katoomba, leaving a message that if we came through we should go to Snow's place at Katoomba ​and collect their return tickets to Sydney for our own use, and he would drive the others home in his car. However, we didn't get there, as you already know. 
- However, we didn't get there, as you already know. + 
-We had a cup of tea with the Canons ​and fed the tame finchet, then off along the road to Megalong Post OfftcH. The-Admiral bee.! lined for the telephone ​nnd sent throlIgh ​half a dozen messages to all and sundry reporting our safe arrival, including one for our Search & Rescue contact ​mall* Hooper, designed to curb his enthusiasm. We had heard that 1a*a4fgone 'north with Pete Stittto Kempsey to photograph forty ..stran-e4-. ​whales, and we rather hoped he would be stranded among _4s-s,​tranded ​whales while we were stranded among our flooded ​creeka olndo give us time to get home unnoticed. +We had a cup of tea with the Carlons ​and fed the tame finches, then off along the road to Megalong Post Office. The Admiral bee-lined for the telephone ​and sent through ​half a dozen messages to all and sundry reporting our safe arrival, including one for our Search & Rescue contact ​man, Hooper, designed to curb his enthusiasm. We had heard that he had gone north with Pete Stitt to Kempsey to photograph forty stranded ​whales, and we rather hoped he would be stranded among his stranded ​whales while we were stranded among our flooded ​creeks, and so give us time to get home unnoticed. 
-, + 
-Garth and Ernie made afire t-2nd cooked up our lunch...one (1) packet' ​of Chicken Noodle, ​:soup with some bread crusts in it. Then with a grin on his face Garth brought out his final trIumph ​- a square inch of cheese.end we etch had a piece the size and thickness of a postage stamp - 'a reallysatisfying meal, everrything ​from soup to cheese to be precise. Then we put on our dry clothes just as our phoned-for taxi whirled up the track, ​r.nd so :up to Blackheath by +Garth and Ernie made a fire and cooked up our lunch... one (1) packet of Chicken Noodle, soup with some bread crusts in it. Then with a grin on his face Garth brought out his final triumph ​- a square inch of cheese, ​and we each had a piece the size and thickness of a postage stamp - a really satisfying meal, everything ​from soup to cheese to be precise. Then we put on our dry clothes just as our phoned-for taxi whirled up the track, ​and so up to Blackheath by 5 o'​clock. We filled in the next hour at the hamburgery ​and caught the train out at 6.5 p m. - six typical S.B.W.s. __S__toney __B__roke ​to the __W__ide, owing the Admiral for phone callsGarth for the taxi, Dawn for 
-5 o.' clock. We filled in the ne-xt hbur t the It;​drab_urgery ​and caught +the hamburgers, and Ernie for the train fare home. 
-the train out at 6.5 p m. - Six 'typicalS,,,,...E34-vir44, ,t66-ney Broke to the Wide, owing the Admiral for phone calld..-_G4tti fo,brr7the. ​taxi, Dawn for + 
-fhe hamburgers ​end Ernie for the "​tr:​airk-',​f-412%- Yomee-- +So into town by 9 p.m. Then as I'd promised myself ​to see a New Zealand Alpine Club couple who were passing through Sydney ​this day I went straight to the Wentworth Hotel, ​gum leaf scented pants smoke-impregnated jumper and all, sodden pack dripping on the on the carpet, and edged my way through the dress-shirtedevening ​robed throng ​in the foyer. To the mountaineering Sims my arrival ​was like a keen blast of mountain air, but I must say I felt a bit conspicuous. Up to the Sims bedroom ​where we sat on the beds and talked ​Alpine Club doings for the rest of the evening. ​As I slunk out at midnight ​through the still-crowded lounge room an immaculate overdressed ​gentleman remarked to his consort in an incredulous ​voice "She's going hiking!" 
-to  + 
-So into town by 9 p.m. Then", ​as I r:​_d,​app.1114-,​Ised`to, ,​se,​e, ​a New Zealand Alpine Club couple who were pass Jclao:Up dey this day I went +"Guess again, brother. I'​m'​ going home to bed." 
-straight to the Wentworth Hotel, ​,  sctedea, + 
-impregnated jumper and all, so,​d1:​01.4.pa:​ '​clrI430..epg oil the_;carpet, and odd my way through the dres,s4i,isbted, frg,​eriprig- ​robed throng ​In the foyer. To the mountaineering Sims rnyanival ​was like a keen blast +"Let her go," yawned the gods on their mountain height, "The joke's over."​ 
-of mountain air, but I must_ _sti.7, ​I felt._ tlit, _conspicuous  ​Up to the + 
-+---- 
-Sims bedrofem -where we sat -c3ti-it:​1*-',​ 13-94:​64sr""​and taJed Alpine ​:Club doings for the re-1st ​of the evening.- ,;s link ouT at-4nidnight ​through + 
-aa.4:​1,​7;​o-L- +Into the sleeping ​camp\\ 
-the still-crowded lounge' ​room ,a,k , Anytiraci:​Arat'​e Overtriassed ​gentleman remarked to his consort in an In'​ain`duld-us ​voice 'lithe's going hikingi," "Guess again, brother. I'​m'​ going home to Ved'." +Glideth late or soon\\ 
-"Let her go," yawned the gods on their mountain height, "The joke 's over."​ +That gentle companion,\\ 
-......1 +The lovely ​speechless ​moon. 
-,ce + 
-Into the sleeping ​cemp +Soft as a dewdrop,\\ 
-Glideth late or soon +Cool as a willow,\\ 
-That gentle companion,​ +She layeth her bright head\\ 
-The lovely ​spL:​echless ​moon. +Beside mine on the pillow. 
-Soft as a (3.6wdrop+ 
-Cool ss a willow, +---- 
-She layeth her bright head Beside mine on the pillow. + 
-21+===== Ghastly Impressions===== 
-GHASTLY ITTRESSIONS + 
-or - Dawn Askew. +- Dawn Askew. 
-NEVER WALK WITH AN ADIVIIan + 
-UNLESS BE IS ADMIRABLE+Or 
-and early and set the ridge leading aptly named. ​Sonieho, reading, the ridge wVat- + 
-began to descerid ​to Kanan ra. 4,5,,yr,4, came Snow's superb stroke of genius: white-7.41-1,​Aing,​Afril '4 it-!seIed lips cries of "Wrong ridge, Admiral' ​drifted up atilra o7;​r1.,​tattVe ​tones that we wereimmediately +=== Never walk with an Admiral unless he is admirable===== 
-convinced ​ol8 dity,​$cs ​right. Just as we gained the ridge inSicaed bj-P.bilia-t'​ el al:​Y-eLuide ​we heard his cryagain, + 
-"Wrong:tidgre I" Back ag: the choice we trudgedoi ​and +Some say 'it was all Snow's fault,'​ but the more generous of us admit that a few other ruinous elements fused on the night of Friday 23rd June expressly to lead astray the Admiral and his gallant crew. 
-Snow ga=ing' ​an even more e i + 
-zsv rg:Utation, as well as many new names. ​ISWever ​we soon t,​aus-k ​of all thmishaps: the +Actually 'it all began' when Dot threw her emptied gin bottle out of Madden'​s car and damaged the railway bridge. (Of course she denies this, but it's still a rumour). This unfortunate incident caused the first split in of would-be land-lubbers. One group waited trough half of eternity at Katoomba Station before it could be united with the train-travelling peasants of the second group. Eventually the complete party reached Morong Creek and settled down to endure a three hour freezing sleep midst snow and ice. 
-ra. - + 
-Dalai LaMa had blessed ​1. -0 rorgdt ​to bless the party. +To the amazement of all and sundry, all the bods arose bright (?) and early and set off on a 1arge-scale treasure hunt, the prize being the ridge leading ​to Mt. Paralyser which, we discovered, was most aptly named. ​Somehowprobably through luck rather than good map-reading, the ridge was found and Paralyser conquered. Then, as we began to descend ​to Kanangra River, came Snow's superb stroke of genius: white-anting in reverseHis cries of "Wrong ridge, Admiral" ​drifted up to us in such authoritative ​tones that we were immediately convinced ​of our error and set off to the right. Just as we gained the ridge indicated by this reliable guide we heard his cry again, "​Wrong ​ridge!" Back again to the original ​choice we trudged, ​and Snow gained ​an even more impressive reputation, as well as many new names. ​However ​we soon hit upon the cause of all the mishaps: the Dalai Lama had blessed ​the ridge but forgot ​to bless the party. Nevertheless the party was again re-united ​after successfully ​negotiating ​'that terrible descent'​ to Kanangra ​River. Here camped four very tired bodies while the rest bashed on to the Cox, whence nine set out early for Carlon's and two waited for the rearguard. 
-Nevertheless the p6rty-. ',Ards stain -United ​after successfully ​negot- + 
-iating 1-bl*t terriOlnescent,​ -6(3' ​,0 gra River. Here camped four +Saturday night and Sunday brought a change from Saturday'​s heavy mist; it brought rainUp came the Cox, along which we had a slow but uneventful journey until we eventually reached Breakfast Creek which was, by this time, running a banquet. Nevertheless,​ so confident were we in our strength that we determined "nor will this gutter atop us from getting home tonight." Thank goodness we had Dot and Garth to encourage us from the front and Long Tack and Ern French to whip up on from behind. Little did we realise that the creek would grow and grow and grow and grow. At last the crossings had to be made six-strong, but with no serious mishap until the Admiral let out a blood-curdling scream: he was wet above the kneesOf course most of us had been in up to the armpits for some time. 
-s_ + 
-very tiral-bodie'​d3'​inihile ​the rest bashed on to the Cox, whence nine +As darkness descended more and more apt became ​the phrase 'Moan, groan, gloom, despair',​ until we reluctantly decided we must camp until daylight. ​Came a dreadful night in wet sleeping bags with only a handful of rice and apples to sustain us. Never was food more delicious
-set out early for Caxion's and two waited for the rearguard. ​,oec + 
-Saturday night nnd Sunday brought a change from Saturday'​s heavy mist; it brought rainUp came the Cox, along which we had +On Monday the creek was sidled quite successfully and the tired bodies dragged themselves over land and water to Carlon'​s where an interested audience heard the tales of woe and gave in return news of the advance guard. As wellthese generous people gave us a 'beam, gleam, supreme with steam,' ​cup of tea. 
-a slow but uneventful journey until we eventually reached Breakfast Creek which was, by this time, running a banquet. Nevertheless,​ so confident were we in our strength that we determined "nor will this + 
-gutter atop us from getting home tonight," Thank goodness we had Dot and Garth to encourage us from the front and Long Tack and Ern French to whip up on from behind. Little did we realise that the creek would grow and grow and grow and grow. At last the crossings had to be made six-strong, but with no serious mishap until the Admiral let out a blood-curdling scream: he was wet above the kneesOf course most of us had been in up to the armpits for some time. +And so to Sydney, where we found frantic families, frustrated bosses and jeering, ​hilarious, but very sympathetic work-mates. After all this, only 24 hours overdue! 
-As darkness descended more and more apt betathe ​the phrase 'Moan, groan, gloom, despair',​ until we reluctantly decided we must camp until daylight. ​Cpme a dreadful night in wet sleeping bags + 
-with only a handful of rice and apples to sustain us. Never was food +On recalling ​this trip four serious questions never cease to haunt me:- 
-Some say tit was all Snow's fault,'​ but the more generous of us admit that a.few other ruinous elements fused on th'​6.r4ght of Friday + 
-23rd June expressly to lead astray the Admiral ada.  crew. 03r_ +1. Why do people really give up warm, soft, dry beds and good food for bushwalking?​ 
-Actually 'it all began' when Dot threw her emptied 031-bottle out of Madden'​s car and damanged the railway bridge. (Of bourAei.i.he denies this, but it's still a rumour). This unfortunate caused the first slait in of woUld7be land-lubbers. + 
-group waited trough half of eternity at XataoMba Station before it could be unitecT,Ith the train-travellg peasants of the second group. EventualItr the complete party reacheg Morong Creek and settle-d down to endure a" three hour freezing sleep midst snow and ice. +2. Why do we all quite honestly say it was 'a mighty trip'? 
-+
-To the amazemen: of all and sun1ry, all the bods arose bright (?) +
-_ron a. 1arge-sc4e treasure hunt, the prie being ,​P4Jral'​yser which(, we discovered, was most TOIAbl7 throughluck rather than good map'-, bard' trid Pth-alyser conquered. Then, as we +
-22. +
-more delicious. +
-On Monday the creek was sidled quite successfully and the tired bodies dragged themselves over land Pn d water to Carlon'​s where an interested audience heard the tales of woe and gave in return news of the advance guard. As well these generouspeople gave us a 'beam, gleam, supreme with steam, cup of tea. +
-And so to Sydney, where we foand frantic families, frustrated bosses and jeering, ​hillarious, but very sympathetic work-mates. After allthis, only 24 hours overduel +
-On recalYing ​this trip four serious questions never cease to haunt me +
-.1 +
-do people really give up warm, soft, dry beds and good food for bushwalking?​ +
-2.. Why do we all quite honestly say it was 'a mighty trip' ?+
 3. Why are our feet not webbed? 3. Why are our feet not webbed?
 +
 4. Why are Snow and the Admiral still alive? 4. Why are Snow and the Admiral still alive?
-r. + 
-C. 4+---
-WHO'D BE PROSFECCItEl ​ + 
-Vivienne Willis +===== Who'd Be Prospective. ===== 
-Everyone was late, and "it was all :Snovi! _ Of course + 
-I don't know Snow, and it certainly ​wcsn:​Spow ​who made the bridge fall down because he was asleep--fn the hat-,rack, nor was it Show who made the weather, first bitterly ​6-old -arrld, ​then torrential ​r,ain'But - it was all Snow Is fault. ​- +Vivienne Willis 
-My family is quit P normaW an,af:therefore ​mo=4;​i_justly ​against Bushwalking. However from sev:​ei4al ​sources they were assured I'd be safely enfolded back into the home on Sunday night. ​ And so I gaily set out. + 
-My ardour was not daunted by queer looks or laughs as I made my +Everyone was late, and "it was all Snow's fault." ​Of course I don't know Snow, and it certainly ​wasn't Snow who made the bridge fall down because he was asleep ​in the hat-rack, nor was it Show who made the weather, first bitterly ​cold and then torrential ​rain. But - it was all Snow'​s ​fault. 
-way to the corner of Parrathattals ​Grace Bros.., nor was it daunted by + 
-the cold as we stepped into Katoomba'​s icy air. It began very quickly +My family is quite normal and therefore ​most justly ​against Bushwalking. However from several ​sources they were assured I'd be safely enfolded back into the home on Sunday night. And so I gaily set out. 
-to wear thin when, in the allotted four hours sleep in the snow at Morong Creek my feet bacame ​colder and colder. + 
-Breakfast over and it began. How long can a nightmare last? "Moan, groan, gloom, despair."​ Yes, I certainly had my share of each How I cursed myself, but we couldn'​t turn back.  "Blast these boots" - new, obviously. And 'then my fleeting contact with Snows "​You'​re on the wrong ridge!"​ And that finished me. My ardour had long since gone and in its place' ​the most frightening misery --. and hunger. +My ardour was not daunted by queer looks or laughs as I made my way to the corner of Parramatta'​s ​Grace Bros., nor was it daunted by the cold as we stepped into Katoomba'​s icy air. It began very quickly to wear thin when, in the allotted four hours sleep in the snow at Morong Creek my feet became ​colder and colder. 
-And then twelve hours peace in the spot to which all prospective, ​should be taken, just to justify themselves for ever walking. Too + 
-23. +Breakfast over and it began. How long can a nightmare last? "Moan, groan, gloom, despair."​ Yes, I certainly had my share of eachHow I cursed myself, but we couldn'​t turn back. "Blast these boots" - new, obviously. And then my fleeting contact with Snow! "​You'​re on the wrong ridge!"​ And that finished me. My ardour had long since gone and in its place the most frightening misery - and hunger. 
-soon we were on the march again, this time a new hazard - RainThe smallest creeks were changing and were soon to become raging torrents. Our consolation was that by seven that night we'd be back in safety. And so somehow we became slower and slower, and the rain became harder and harder. But there were our three guardian angels, and how heaven was thanked for them: + 
-Can anyone in their right minds honestly find joy in sleeping in the wet? But would I do it again? Of course ​ll But now we were late: moan, groan, gloom, despair! +And then twelve hours peace in the spot to which all prospectives ​should be taken, just to justify themselves for ever walking. Too soon we were on the march again, this time a new hazard - RainThe smallest creeks were changing and were soon to become raging torrents. Our consolation was that by seven that night we'd be back in safety. And so somehow we became slower and slower, and the rain became harder and harder. But there were our three guardian angels, and how heaven was thanked for them
-Monday dawned, and as if to encourage us there waa-no rain. Just lank and limp dripping shrubs, lurking nettles and slippery rocks. ​up a mountain, down the same, gained about twenty feet,, But the angels assured us when the fork was reached it would be "​chicken-feed"​ - And I suppose it was - but not to a foot-sore, leg-sore, hungry prospective who only wanted to get to Canon's. + 
-And then we were there. Everything, for the time being, was forgotten. But we still wBren't close enough to real civilization. So - press on After trudging, then shuffling and panting step after step up the mountain, we were in the Megalong Valley. The sun was pouring onto us and the angels by this time had more than a faint illumination above their heads. +Can anyone in their right minds honestly find joy in sleeping in the wet? But would I do it again? Of course!! But now we were late! Moan, groan, gloom, despair! 
-We rode out of the valley in luxurious style warmed by the last luscious pint of soup. And sorpback ​to near-frantic ​p9rents ​and not quite sure of my own sanity, but.; + 
-Yes, I'd be a prouecqve, but don't ask the reason. Probably because it was all SnowAaultX r. +Monday dawned, and as if to encourage us there was no rain. Just lank and limp dripping shrubs, lurking nettles and slippery rocks. ​Up a mountain, down the same, gained about twenty feetBut the angels assured us when the fork was reached it would be "​chicken-feed"​ - And I suppose it was - but not to a foot-sore, leg-sore, hungry prospective who only wanted to get to Carlon's. 
-"​Medical ​PractitionAr" sends us (-bilis mdrith's Health Hint: + 
-,u+And then we were there. Everything, for the time being, was forgotten. But we still weren't close enough to real civilization. So - press onAfter trudging, then shuffling and panting step after step up the mountain, we were in the Megalong Valley. The sun was pouring onto us and the angels by this time had more than a faint illumination above their heads. 
 + 
 +We rode out of the valley in luxurious style warmed by the last luscious pint of soup. And so back to near-frantic ​parents ​and not quite sure of my own sanity, but
 + 
 +Yes, I'd be a prospective, but don't ask the reason. Probably because it was all Snow's fault! 
 + 
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 + 
 +"​Medical ​Practitioner" sends us this month's Health Hint: 
 Water taken in moderation cannot hurt anybody. Water taken in moderation cannot hurt anybody.
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-GLOOMY THOUGHTS on th part of the Leader who has ordered a 7 a.m., start: 
-The mob is about to get gatag,... That is, they are all set to start To plan to prepare to get ready To begin to commence to depart. 
  
-AU REVOIR: This month we say good-bye to two members who will ba greatly missed in the Club; Ross to England for two years, and Garth home to New Zealand for who knows how long. +---- 
-"""''​ 1714', + 
-5 +__Gloomy thoughts__ on the part of the Leader who has ordered a 7 a.m. start: 
-HAND MADE ITALIAN BOOTS + 
-Paddy has secured a shipment of medium weight rubber-soled +The mob is about to get going....\\ 
-MOUNTAIN BOOTS+That is, they are all set to start\\ 
-They are hand made and come from Italy. These boots were shipped in error and Paddyhas bought them cheap. +To plan to prepare to get ready\\ 
-They would normally sell at ,E,10+To begin to commence to depart. 
-p_y_can ​sell them for 7+ 
-Sizes available: 6- 10 THEY'​RE ​ GOOD! +---- 
-Phone:​BM2685 + 
-PADDY PA L 1 +__Au revoir__: This month we say good-bye to two members who will be greatly missed in the Club; Ross to England for two years, and Garth home to New Zealand for who knows how long. 
-Licliitz,​KicitP amp Gear + 
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-IVA-n(3NR IPACM +=== Hand made Italian boots. === 
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-+Paddy has secured a shipment of medium weight rubber-soled ​__mountain boots__. 
-1 LIAM + 
-0') +They are hand made and come from Italy. These boots were shipped in error and Paddy has bought them cheap. They would normally sell at £10
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-GOOL. Q' +201 Castlereagh St., SydneyPhoneBM2685
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-The Spring Tnur (1956) of the Caloola Club goes to ...... THE WYpERFELD NATIOrAL PARK and THE GRAMPIAN MOUFTAINS. 
 Leaving Sydney on Sunday Morning, August 26th for about twelve days. Final details will be furnished to all members of party daring the week prior to departure. Leaving Sydney on Sunday Morning, August 26th for about twelve days. Final details will be furnished to all members of party daring the week prior to departure.
-Wvoerfeld ​National ​Park is Victoria'​s largest ​rational ​Park (about + 
-138.000 acres) and is situated in the Wlmmera ​District. It consists of a series of old, dry lakes, the oriinal ​course of the Wimmera River before changing conditions of geography terminated the river in Lake Hindmarsh and Lake Albercutya. ​,,​round ​the green lake beds stretching like wide plains, are River Re2d GumsHere abound many Kangaroos and Emus, and in the mallee of the sandy regions, the Mallee Fowl. With the wide rains of the +__Wyperfeld ​National ​Park__ ​is Victoria'​s largest ​National ​Park (about 138,000 acres) and is situated in the Wimmera ​District. It consists of a series of old, dry lakes, the original ​course of the Wimmera River before changing conditions of geography terminated the river in Lake Hindmarsh and Lake Albercutya. ​Around ​the green lake beds stretching like wide plains, are River Red GumsHere abound many Kangaroos and Emus, and in the mallee of the sandy regions, the Mallee Fowl. With the wide rains of the past months, a good show of brilliant wild flowers of the "​desert",​ seems assured. 
-past m.,nths, a good show of brilliant wild flowers of the "​desert",​ seems assured. + 
-And speaking of wildflowers naturally turns the attention to the +And speaking of wildflowers naturally turns the attention to the other chief point of interest in the trip..... ​__The Grampian ​Mountains__... ​the home of many exciting natives of the flower kingdom: Thryptomene,​ Micromyrtus,​ many new Grevilleas, Epacris impressa and others. You'll see them all. There are fascinating rock formations of tilted and eroded ​sandstones, rising out of the plain of western Victoria. This is a skyline not easily forgotten. 
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-her cnief point of interest in the trip ..... The Grampian ​Mountains +
-the home of many exciting natives of the flower kingdom: +
-Thryptomene,​ Micromyrtus,​ many new Grevilleas, +
-Epacris impressa and others. You'll see them all. ii.here ​are fascinating rock formations of tilted and eroded ​e.andstones, rising out of the plain of western Victoria. This is a skyline not easily forgotten.+
 The trip will travel via Central Western and Southern New South Wales and return along the Murray Valley to Albury. From here a visit is proposed for the Hume Weir, Tumbarumba, Tumut and Weejasper. As many interesting points as possible will be visited. The trip will travel via Central Western and Southern New South Wales and return along the Murray Valley to Albury. From here a visit is proposed for the Hume Weir, Tumbarumba, Tumut and Weejasper. As many interesting points as possible will be visited.
-COST: Ten Pounds (plus 2/6d affiliation for nonmembers), members of party to supply own food. Deposit of Five Pounds to be with the Booking Clerk, (Mrs) E.M. Dingeldei, 42 Byron St., Croydon (UA 2983 or UA 4914) by August 20th. Cheques to be payable to the Caloola Club Coach Fund; Money Orders and Postal Notes payable to E.M. Dingeldei at Burwood P.O.+ 
 +__Cost__: Ten Pounds (plus 2/6d affiliation for non-members), members of party to supply own food. Deposit of Five Pounds to be with the Booking Clerk, (Mrs) E.M. Dingeldei, 42 Byron St., Croydon (UA 2983 or UA 4914) by August 20th. Cheques to be payable to the Caloola Club Coach Fund; Money Orders and Postal Notes payable to E.M. Dingeldei at Burwood P.O. 
 Farther details and general enquiries from the Booking Clerk or the Leader, Allan M. Fox, 92 Yathong Road, Caringbah, LB 7304. Farther details and general enquiries from the Booking Clerk or the Leader, Allan M. Fox, 92 Yathong Road, Caringbah, LB 7304.
-[See map of route overleaf.... 
  
 +[See map of route overleaf....]
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