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- | THE SYDNEY BUSWALKER. | + | ====== The Sydney Bushwalker. ====== |
- | A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney | + | |
- | The N.S 111T Nurses' | + | |
- | Reiby Place, Sydney. Box No.24476 G.p o. , Sydney. | + | A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney |
- | 'Phone JW1462. | + | |
- | 312 DECD./MR. 1960 Price 1/- | + | === 312. December |
- | Editor: Don Matthews, 33 Pomona Street, Pennant Hills. WJ3514. Business Manager: Brian Harvey | + | |
- | Reproduction: Denise Hull Sales & Subs.: Eileen Taylor Typed by Jean Harvey | + | |**Editor**|Don Matthews, 33 Pomona Street, Pennant Hills. WJ3514| |
- | CONTENTS. | + | |**Business Manager**|Brian Harvey| |
- | Wailers' Christmas | + | |**Reproduction**|Denise Hull| |
- | Social Calendar 2 | + | |**Sales & Subs.**|Eileen Taylor| |
- | At Our November Meeting | + | |**Typed by**|Jean Harvey| |
- | Summer Walks 3 | + | |
- | Phi Joins the S.B.W. | + | ===== Contents ===== |
- | Sanitarium Health Food Advertisement 7 | + | |
- | Caving At Cliefden | + | | | |Page| |
- | Hat swell' | + | |Walkers' Christmas|Geof Wagg| 1| |
- | The Wanderings of a Bullmoose | + | |Social Calendar| | 2| |
- | Walk No.20 - Gwen Seach 12 | + | |At Our November Meeting|Alex Colley| 2| |
- | Paddy' | + | |Summer Walks| | 3| |
- | The Kokoda Trail - Roy eraggs 16 | + | |Phi Joins the S.B.W.|Stuart Brooks| 4| |
- | WALKERS CHR.ISTIIAS | + | |Caving At Cliefden|Bob Duncan| 7| |
- | Oath acknowledgment to G.W. who -wrote it - from | + | |The Wanderings of a Bullmoose|Eric Pegram|10| |
- | December 1958 issue) | + | |Day Walks| |11| |
- | Walkers Christmas, Christmas cheer, Cold tinned pudding, Hot tinned beer. | + | |Walk No.20|Gwen Seach|12| |
- | Ham and chicken (sausage) too, | + | |The Kokoda Trail|Roy Craggs|16| |
- | Or perhaps a D.V. stew. | + | |
- | Bad luck that the sweets you brought were Made unfit to eat by water. | + | ===== Advertisements ===== |
- | So a rut we try to crack, | + | |
- | Place upon a rock and whack - | + | | |Page| |
- | First blow, nothing: | + | |Sanitarium Health Food| 7| |
- | Still the dinner' | + | |Hatswell' |
- | SOCIAL CALENDAR. | + | |Paddy' |
- | 2. | + | |
- | DECEMBER. 21ST | + | ---- |
- | DECEMBER 28TH JANUARY 4TH | + | |
- | JANUARY 11TH JANUARY lem | + | ===== Walkers Christmas. ===== |
- | FREE NIGHT. Come in and make last minute arrangements for that Christmas trip, or just to natter. | + | |
- | Club closed. | + | (With acknowledgment to G.W. who wrote it - from December 1958 issue| |
- | Committee meeting, but don't let this keep you away. A. good chance to earbash your friends about your latest epic walk. | + | |
- | General Meeting. | + | Walkers Christmas,\\ |
- | Keith Renwick: will give an illustrated talk on his stay in America. Don't miss this. Read Keith' | + | Christmas cheer,\\ |
- | COMING IN FEBRUARY | + | Cold tinned pudding,\\ |
- | Australian Birds. Illustrated talk:by Mr. Waterhouse and | + | Hot tinned beer. |
- | The Bush Music Club. | + | |
- | AT OUR Nov Elam MISTING. | + | Ham and chicken (sausage) too,\\ |
- | - Alex Colley. | + | Or perhaps a D.V. stew.\\ |
- | The President opened the meeting with a welcome to three new members - Richard Planting, Mildred Huntington and hichael | + | Bad luck that the sweets you brought were\\ |
- | In correspondence was a letter from Roy Bennett, thanking us for including him amongst our Honorary | + | Made unfit to eat by water. |
- | The Walks Secretary told us that on27 9 out of the 15 walks on last month' | + | |
- | Notice was received of a mountaineering camp to be held at the Mount Field National Park, Tasmania, on January 13-15, with tuition in mouttfteering | + | So a rut we try to crack,\\ |
- | In General Business, Allan Hardie moved that a plazue | + | Place upon a rock and whack -\\ |
- | Another motion by Allan was that we protest against the Hotel at Govett' | + | First blow, nothing: |
- | 3. | + | Second blow, it's crushed to powder. |
- | privilege of those who could afford the hotel tariff. Frank Barlow said that the lease had already | + | |
- | lection of | + | Still the dinner' |
- | gh the new | + | Tastes like the Hotel Australia. |
- | Pe e had donated | + | |
- | At the =elusion | + | ---- |
- | SUMMER WALKS. | + | |
- | The first programmed walks for 1961 will be on the weekedd13-14-15th January. Christmas, and the two weekends following, will find S.Bar's who cannot get further afield camped at Era. | + | ===== Social Calendar. ===== |
- | JANUARY | + | |
- | JANUARY' | + | __December 21st__: Free night. Come in and make last minute arrangements for that Christmas trip, or just to natter. |
- | JANUARY 20-21-22ND | + | |
- | JA.NUARY 21-22M | + | __Decmeber 28th__: |
- | Blackheath - Perry 's - Blue Gum - Govett' | + | |
- | Medium climb out via Govett' | + | __January 4th__: |
- | Leader: Arnold Fleishmann. | + | |
- | Woy-Wby ferry to Kilcare - Maitland Bay - return to moy-Nby. | + | __January 11th__: |
- | Easy walking, views of Brisbane Water and of the coast. Swimming. | + | |
- | Leader: Spiro Ketas. | + | __January 18th__: |
- | | + | |
- | Leader: Bob 'Duncan. | + | __Coming in February__: |
- | Heathcote | + | |
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- | COMI1G EVENTS. | + | |
- | Camp at Burning Palms. also a. round trip from and, in February Colin Putt will lead a | + | ===== At Our November Meeting. ===== |
- | Parties leave Friday night and SgtOrday morning, "Mimi CEttrema area) led by Nilf Hilder, | + | |
- | " | + | Alex Colley |
- | Roy Craggs intends to lead a 7-day trip aver the Kokoda Trail in May. (Read about his recent Kokoda excursion in this Issue.) | + | |
- | Any Starters? Contact Roy Craggs | + | The President opened the meeting with a welcome to three new members - Richard Planting, Mildred Huntington and Michael |
- | CA, Four Mile C D W Hostel, Port Moresby, Papua. | + | |
- | L | + | In correspondence was a letter from Roy Bennett, thanking us for including him amongst our Honorary |
- | PI JOINS THE S.B.-vV. | + | |
- | _ Stuart Brooks. | + | The Walks Secretary told us that only 9 out of the 15 walks on last month' |
- | In the village that is Sydney there dwell many people, yea, even more than one could count 'trees in a day's march and the greatest | + | |
- | So that none save full blood members of the may participate and re the glory of Such Wonders, it is their wont to veil these coming- Oeeds in allegory and mysticism, yea, even 24 - 25 Great Southern- Kanangra 37 R 6 25 P M S, | + | Notice was received of a mountaineering camp to be held at the Mount Field National Park, Tasmania, on January 13-15, with tuition in mountaineering |
- | 61 7000 (B). | + | |
+ | In General Business, Allan Hardie moved that a plaque | ||
+ | |||
+ | Another motion by Allan was that we protest against the Hotel at Govett' | ||
+ | |||
+ | At the conclusion | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Summer Walks. ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | The first programmed walks for 1961 will be on the weekend 13-14-15th January. Christmas, and the two weekends following, will find S.B.W's who cannot get further afield camped at Era. | ||
+ | |||
+ | January | ||
+ | |||
+ | January 13-14th: Woy-Woy - ferry to Kilcare - Maitland Bay - return to Woy-Woy. Easy walking, views of Brisbane Water and of the coast. Swimming. Leader: Spiro Ketas. | ||
+ | |||
+ | January 20-21-22nd: | ||
+ | |||
+ | January 21-22nd: | ||
+ | |||
+ | __Coming events__. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Camp at Burning Palms. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Roy Craggs intends to lead a 7-day trip aver the Kokoda Trail in May. (Read about his recent Kokoda excursion in this Issue.) Any Starters? Contact Roy Craggs, | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Phi Joins The S.B.W. ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Stuart Brooks. | ||
+ | |||
+ | In the village that is Sydney there dwell many people, yea, even more than one could count trees in a day's march and the greatest | ||
+ | |||
+ | So that none save full blood members of the Tribe may participate and share the glory of such wonders, it is their wont to veil these coming | ||
Know ye that the Chief Priest of this Tribe is chosen on the Ides of March when the corn is harvested and Sirius, the sparkling one, is in the zenith, and there is much joy and acclamation and pilgrims come from afar, yea, even Oatley, to feast long through the night, sometime known as reunion, though so great are the deeds wrought on this night in prose and verse that many a member of lesser standing would wonder that he were not at the games of Olympus and be overcome by his own pitiful unworth. | Know ye that the Chief Priest of this Tribe is chosen on the Ides of March when the corn is harvested and Sirius, the sparkling one, is in the zenith, and there is much joy and acclamation and pilgrims come from afar, yea, even Oatley, to feast long through the night, sometime known as reunion, though so great are the deeds wrought on this night in prose and verse that many a member of lesser standing would wonder that he were not at the games of Olympus and be overcome by his own pitiful unworth. | ||
- | And it came to pass that as the Chief Priest, -glom Some knew as St. Clair or simply Red Ron, sat plying his craft, fashioning with nimble fingers many a curved throwing stick - for on the morrow was there not to be great celebration and jousting and competition and veily a huge sacrifice to the gods who dwell at the mouth of the Grose, yea even one whole sheep - there appeared a Vision wondrous clad in cloth of Grenfell and serene. | + | |
- | Now the Chief Priest was much alarmed and in perplexity and fear gazed intently upon the brown flask from whiclalle | + | And it came to pass that as the Chief Priest |
+ | |||
+ | Now the Chief Priest was much alarmed and in perplexity and fear gazed intently upon the brown flask from which he had been supping, muttering to himself the while " | ||
But the Vision spake. | But the Vision spake. | ||
- | 0 | + | |
- | "Know ye that thou must have more manbers | + | "Know ye that thou must have more members |
- | And mw the Chief Priest was sore distressed and smote hiS,brow tirice | + | |
- | "Know ye also that I have seen many a member who hath givpn long and faithful service carrying loads to break an ax's back, yea, and farsaking | + | And now the Chief Priest was sore distressed and smote his brow thrice |
- | "Now hear ye this - it shall be that all those who Seek to join your tribe - and may they be as numerous as the sheep in the field, yea, even as the rock' | + | |
- | 5. | + | "Know ye also that I have seen many a member who hath given long and faithful service carrying loads to break an ox's back, yea, and forsaking |
- | And they shall be known as prospetives | + | |
- | for your faithful followers and moat espAci,P177 f 4hpz ioct Who leads and brewing their broth and drawing their water and pitching their tents and seeing that their bodies are made at ease even as the only man on tha island so famed by minstrels with their lutes, against the day when they too may enjoy the privilege and blessing and adulation of Full Membership - and these will be Good Things, and thp pat-, | + | "Now hear ye this - it shall be that all those who seek to join your tribe - and may they be as numerous as the sheep in the field, yea, even as the rock' |
- | Thus saying, the Vision vanished and took up his appointed station in the temple of stone in the oasis known aslCatoomba | + | |
- | And the Chief Priest, overcome by the visit of the Vision, vowed a mighty vow ,hat These Things mould be done, and, thus resolved, summoned his Chief Scribe, | + | And they shall be known as prospectives |
- | And so it came to pass that a might7assembly' | + | |
- | the shore or the birds of the air in the evening until the Chief Priest appeared and - the murmurings departed as verily does the mead at 10 p m.. | + | Thus saying, the Vision vanished and took up his appointed station in the temple of stone in the oasis known as Katoomba |
- | 'And When all was still, save for the wife of Brian busy fashioning raiment of wool, the Chief Priest rose, and spake, and told the assembled throng of the Great Things the Vision had delineated and how maMbers | + | |
- | . And the Chief Priest spake further - "These prospectives must fill our coffers as well as the packmaker' | + | And the Chief Priest, overcome by the visit of the Vision, vowed a mighty vow that these things would be done, and, thus resolved, summoned his Chief Scribe, |
- | Then up spake the keeper of the trees, one called Brian, well known for his cunning in these matters and his wisdom, and verily he spaRe with a cunning tongue this night as follows | + | |
- | "Lest there be too few to carry all the members' | + | And so it came to pass that a mighty assembly |
- | And then was heard Len: the quiet one, whose words were few as jewels but just as precious when they came. He spake thus:- | + | |
- | 6. | + | And when all was still, save for the wife of Brian busy fashioning raiment of wool, the Chief Priest rose, and spake, and told the assembled throng of the Great Things the Vision had delineated and how members |
- | "Let the priests | + | |
- | Gentle Jack, an elder of long standing, was than heard and spake thus with great wistfulness and no little guile: | + | And the Chief Priest spake further - "These prospectives must fill our coffers as well as the packmaker' |
- | "Know ye that I have been sore tried on many a trail and Lbwould | + | |
- | There was one, David, | + | Then up spake the keeper of the trees, one called Brian, well known for his cunning in these matters and his wisdom, and verily he spake with a cunning tongue this night as follows: |
- | "I foresee great trouble for verily an uninitiated may perform all these deeds with great fortitude and fine exampleand | + | |
- | And as he thus spake the doorway to the inner sanctum | + | "Lest there be too few to carry all the members' |
- | And thus it came about that a strange new symbol appeared upon. the scrolls of deeds to be wrought so that all members might truly know "Be. in on this one - it'll be a piece of cake - plenty of sweet young things with loads of food" | + | |
- | JOTTINGS FROM LORD HON ISLAM. | + | And then was heard Len, the quiet one, whose words were few as jewels but just as precious when they came. He spake thus:- |
- | Have you heard hew a certain female member holidaying on Lard Howe Island distinctly asked for "lbdesa" and had the shop girl searching for adhesive " | + | |
- | louder) " | + | "Let the priests |
+ | |||
+ | Gentle Jack, an elder of long standing, was then heard and spake thus with great wistfulness and no little guile: | ||
+ | |||
+ | "Know ye that I have been sore tried on many a trail and it would indeed be a marvellous thing to hang four eggs on my tent at night where now I hang but two, and have my swollen feet annointed with cool Cox water and my brow stroked by some fair hand and sleep upon many cubits of fresh bracken": | ||
+ | |||
+ | There was one, David, | ||
+ | |||
+ | "I foresee great trouble for verily an uninitiated may perform all these deeds with great fortitude and fine example and may yet prove a viper in the bosom and a thorn in the flesh. Truly, I beg ye, therefore, before | ||
+ | |||
+ | And as he thus spake the doorway to the inner sanctum | ||
+ | |||
+ | And thus it came about that a strange new symbol | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Jotting From Lord Howe Island. ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Have you heard hew a certain female member holidaying on Lord Howe Island distinctly asked for "Medesa" and had the shop girl searching for adhesive " | ||
Dear Readers, | Dear Readers, | ||
- | Do you really think that 'Madesal | + | |
- | "Why do all those mainland Bushwalkers walk with that queer gait?" "Bear Tape, my dear" | + | Do you really think that 'Medesa' |
- | - From one who might easily-have been a queer gaiter. | + | |
- | HEALTH FOOD SHOPoiviVEGETARIAN CAFE | + | "Why do all those mainland Bushwalkers walk with that queer gait?" |
- | SUMMER CAMPS | + | |
- | THE SANITARIUM FOOD PRODUCTS ARE IDEAL FOR THE HOT WEATHER. | + | "Bear Tape, my dear". |
- | DRIED FRUITS NUTS LIGHTWEIGHT | + | |
- | BISCUITS DELICIOUS TINNED FRUIT JUICES. | + | - From one who might easily have been a queer gaiter. |
- | 13 HUNTER ST SYDNEY. BWI725. | + | |
- | CAVING AT CLIEFDEN. | + | ---- |
+ | |||
+ | === Sanitarium Health Food Shop and Vegetarian Café. === | ||
+ | |||
+ | Summer Camps. | ||
+ | |||
+ | the Saitarium food products are ideal for the hot weather. Dried fruits. Nuts. Lighweight. Biscuits. Delicious tinned fruit juices. | ||
+ | |||
+ | 13 Hunter St., Sydney. BW1725. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Caving At Cliefden. ===== | ||
- Bob Duncan. | - Bob Duncan. | ||
- | The leader | + | |
- | all in George' | + | The leader |
- | on the Friday night and resumed the trip early Saturday morning. George steered | + | |
- | the van uncertainly under the guidance of our leader, who had been there before, but at last we came to a farmhouse which Helen thought was the residence of the keeper | + | "How do we get to the caves from here?" asked George. "Down there I er er think" replied Helen, pointing in a most unlikely direction. "But naturally you asked the bloke" I said. " |
- | of the caves. Such indeed was the case and after about a 20 "minute chat Helen came back with the keys. | + | |
- | "How do we get to the caves from here?" asked George. "Down there I er er | + | George's excellent memory for farm tracks got us back to the house where we met Snow who, guided only by his meagre |
- | think" replied Helen, pointing in a most unlikely direction. "But naturally you | + | |
- | asked the bloke" I said. " | + | Ahead lay a big limestone hill and over this the Beluba River; we scattered over the hill looking for holes. Heather soon found one and with George, Snow and Lyndy, disappeared into it. The rest of us explored the hillside for other likely looking entrances, and having |
- | satellite" | + | |
- | there before and obediently nosed his vehicle along the indicated route. The track | + | After lunch we all went down another hole. This led a long way down through rock fall, very tricky, but with Evelyn' |
- | branched at i-.mile intervals and at each branch Helen made a snap decision, but with very little conviction and after about five /miles she admitted that the country looked: unfamiliar. | + | |
- | Geolte's excellent memory for farm tracks got us back:to the house where we met Snow who, guided only by his meagre | + | Caves are muddy so we all jumped into the Beluba River for a cleansing |
- | 8. | + | |
- | Ahead lay a big limestone hill and over this the Beluba River; we scattered over the hill looking for holes. Heather soon found one, and with George, Snow and Lyndy, disappeared into it. The rest of us explored the hillside for other likely looking entrances, and haying | + | It was heavenly camping under the red river gums; the ground was soft, the birds were nesting in every tree, the stars were just beginning to peep through the twilight |
- | , bank. | + | |
- | After lunch we all went down another hole. This led a long way down through rock fall, very tricky, but with Evelyn' | + | I awoke next morning to the sweet singing of the galahs and crows and Evelyn's voice "Get up Duncan, or I'll pull you out of your bag". " |
- | Caves are muddy so we all jumped into the Beluba River for a cleansing | + | |
- | It was heavenly camping under the red river gums; the ground was soft, the birds were nesting in every tree, the stars were just beginning to peep through the twilight | + | This time we got into a quite extensive system with a dead fox, plenty of squeezes, mud in spots, plenty of bats, and plenty of first class formations. There was gallery after gallery of helectites. It was mighty sitting on our backsides taking the mud slides like cave bears, galloping through the big caverns like wogglydonts, crawling into the small holes like wombats and standing around saying |
- | I awoke next morning to the sweet singing of the galahs and craws and EVeIyn's voice "Get up Duncan, or I'll pull you out of your bag". " | + | |
- | This time we got into a quite extensive system with a dead fax, plenty of squeezes, mud in spots, ,plenty of bats, and plenty of first class formations. There was gallery after gallery of helectites. It was mighty sitting on our backsides taking the Mud slides like cave bears, galloping through the big caverns like woggIydonts, crawling into the small holes like wombats and standing around saying | + | We reached Snow's place at Katoomba at 8.03 p.m. I had been asleep but the gears in my grey matter began turning slowly. "8.03 p m. is satellite time" and looking up at the sky, sure enough, there was the satellite as plain as the nose on Snow's face. We all stood on the footpath gawking and Mrs. Brown rushed up and down the street rousing her neighbours |
- | ooh-ah" | + | |
- | We reached Snow's place at Katoomba at 8.03 p m. rhad been asleep but the gears in my grey matter began turning slowly. "8.03 p m. is satellite time" and looking up' | + | |
Then we got back into the van for the last leg of the journey home to Sydney. | Then we got back into the van for the last leg of the journey home to Sydney. | ||
- | 9. | + | |
- | PICTURES MIME PAPERS... | + | ---- |
- | Colin Putt - for bing leader of a | + | |
- | expedition to climb hithc,vto unzcaled pc4aks | + | === Hatswell' |
- | Denis Gittoes - for travelling to work by calioe | + | |
- | IN A CANYON | + | For all your transport from Blackheath contact Hatswell' |
+ | |||
+ | ' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Booking office: 4 doors from the Gardners Inn Hotel (look for the neon sign). | ||
+ | |||
+ | Speedy 5 or 8 passenger cars available. Large or small parties catered for. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Fares: | ||
+ | |||
+ | * Kanangra Walls: 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) | ||
+ | * Perry' | ||
+ | * Jenolan State Forest: 20/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) | ||
+ | * Carlon' | ||
+ | |||
+ | We will be pleased to quote trips or special parties on application. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | === Pictures in the papers... === | ||
+ | |||
+ | Colin Putt - for being leader of a ' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Denis Gittoes - for travelling to work by canoe on Trainless Tuesday | ||
+ | |||
+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | === In a canyon... === | ||
Hay Creek Canyon lured 13 starters into its dark and frigid depths. We hear stories of Snow Brown standing under a waterfall for two hours as abseilers were helped on their way, and of water which was cold enough to walk on if only the ice hadn't been moving so fast. | Hay Creek Canyon lured 13 starters into its dark and frigid depths. We hear stories of Snow Brown standing under a waterfall for two hours as abseilers were helped on their way, and of water which was cold enough to walk on if only the ice hadn't been moving so fast. | ||
- | | + | |
- | George Grey's party descended Jerrara Creek, but by | + | ---- |
- | lihich | + | |
- | Immlm | + | George Grey's party descended Jerrara Creek, but by which route? They spent Saturday night camped halfway down (shades of Danae Brook). |
- | Congratulations to Judy Nagg and Richard Redfern, married on 26th November. | + | |
- | FOR ALL YOLR TRANSPORT FROM BLACIMATH | + | ---- |
- | CONTACT | + | |
- | HATSWELL' | + | Congratulations to Judy Wagg and Richard Redfern, married on 26th November. |
- | RING, WRIVi MEE OR CALL | + | |
- | ARE HOUR - DA OR EIGHT | + | ---- |
- | THOM: Blackheath Ii11459 or W151 | + | |
- | BOOKING OFFICE: 4 doors from Gardners Inn Hotel (LOOK FOR THE NEON SIGN) | + | ===== The Wanderings Of A Bull Moose (Continued). ===== |
- | SPEEDY 5 or 8 PASSEM:R CARS AVAILABLE | + | |
- | LARGE OR SELL PARTIES CATERED FOR | + | |
- | FARES: KANANCTRA WILLS 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) | + | |
- | PERRY 'S LOOKDOWN Ti It it it | + | |
- | JENOLAN STATE FOREST 20/= fl It | + | |
- | CARLON' | + | |
- | WEN= BE PLEASED TO QUOTE TRIPS OR SPECIAL PARTIES ON APPLICATION. | + | |
- | 10. | + | |
- | TIE WANDERINGS OF A BULL MOOSE. | + | |
- | ---(6-orr-binued) | + | |
- Eric Pegram. | - Eric Pegram. | ||
- | Pressing on down the more picturesque part of the castle-studded Rhine to | + | |
- | Kan then across to Hamburg and a much too short visit to Denmark: and Sweden before returning to Bremerhaven and the QSS " | + | Pressing on down the more picturesque part of the castle-studded Rhine to Koln then across to Hamburg and a much too short visit to Denmark and Sweden before returning to Bremerhaven and the QSS " |
- | The ship -which called at Amatetdam, London, two Fren0hand | + | |
- | It was interesting to watch the way in which people of different nationalities on board behave in different circumstances. For instance, in the leisure period you'd find the young well-built Germans out on the bow (the pointed end) of the ship doing vigorous PT - the Englishmen playing bridge in the lounge - the returning Canadians, mostly servicemen, in the bar telling army type jokes While the Frenchmen coupled with mine bottle and female found a cosy corner and whispered in an attentive ear. | + | The ship which called at Amsterdam, London, two French and one Irish port was loaded with immigrants of a mixture of nationalities. English lessons were being conducted for those (and there were quite a few) with language difficulties on board alternatively by a " |
- | Nearing the end of the Atlantic crossing I was asked to write an article for the ship's paper on the North American courting customs - why I was asked remains a mystery - but it seems they wanted a humorous article (I guess I fit there 0.K) to show the young men, who outnanbered | + | |
+ | It was interesting to watch the way in which people of different nationalities on board behave in different circumstances. For instance, in the leisure period you'd find the young well-built Germans out on the bow (the pointed end) of the ship doing vigorous PT - the Englishmen playing bridge in the lounge - the returning Canadians, mostly servicemen, in the bar telling army type jokes while the Frenchmen coupled with wine bottle and female found a cosy corner and whispered in an attentive ear. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Nearing the end of the Atlantic crossing I was asked to write an article for the ship's paper on the North American courting customs - why I was asked remains a mystery - but it seems they wanted a humorous article (I guess I fit there O.K) to show the young men, who outnumbered | ||
+ | |||
+ | And then at last Blizzardly Cold Canada, the land of the lumberjacks, | ||
You know, before I came to Canada I thought a Red Indian was a Communist from South East Asia? | You know, before I came to Canada I thought a Red Indian was a Communist from South East Asia? | ||
- | The Canadians are just getting over the season" | + | |
- | Then off into the country they shoot. Outboard motors, tents, guns and wives all jammed in together. The man undergoes an instant change. From the once easy going pleasant man about the house he becomes the rough unshaven pioneer ready to meet the challenge of the elements and the mild outdoors. | + | The Canadians are just getting over " |
- | The wives, who are pampered all year and who would prefer to be miles away trying on hats or sipping coffee in an air-conditioned bar are disregarded. They, | + | |
- | 11. | + | Then off into the country they shoot. Outboard motors, tents, guns and wives all jammed in together. The man undergoes an instant change. From the once easy going pleasant man about the house he becomes the rough unshaven pioneer ready to meet the challenge of the elements and the mild outdoors. The wives, who are pampered all year and who would prefer to be miles away trying on hats or sipping coffee in an air-conditioned bar are disregarded. They, however, bear up well as they know the season soon passes, but in the meantime they endure cooking over smoky fires, being eaten by all sorts of bugs and looking after children who are bent on decapitating one another with a tomahawk. |
- | however, bear up well as they know the season soon passes, but in the meantime they endure cooking over smoky fires, being eaten by all sorts of bugs and looking after children | + | |
This fragile husband who likes his home comforts and has a delicate stomach turns into a redeyed roaring male. He wears his trousers low on his hips and baggy at the seat, belches as though a firm ulcer sufferer and uses outdoor language (especially when talking to his outboard motor) his family have never heard. He knows the hills and lakes as though they were his backyard and is willing to share his knowledge with anyone who will listen though he usually manages to get mislaid himself. | This fragile husband who likes his home comforts and has a delicate stomach turns into a redeyed roaring male. He wears his trousers low on his hips and baggy at the seat, belches as though a firm ulcer sufferer and uses outdoor language (especially when talking to his outboard motor) his family have never heard. He knows the hills and lakes as though they were his backyard and is willing to share his knowledge with anyone who will listen though he usually manages to get mislaid himself. | ||
- | Wh(en the holidays end and the family returns home, the wife gives a sigh of relief that it's over for another year, the children look forward to food other than baked beans lightly daubed with mosquito repellent and the male, dirty, scarred, and bearded returns to the city with his subconscious basic desire to be a rugged pioneer satisfied for another year - such are Canadians. | + | |
- | Did you hear about the American who thought a guided missile was an island where girl guides | + | When the holidays end and the family returns home, the wife gives a sigh of relief that it's over for another year, the children look forward to food other than baked beans lightly daubed with mosquito repellent and the male, dirty, scarred, and bearded returns to the city with his subconscious basic desire to be a rugged pioneer satisfied for another year - such are Canadians. |
- | A pamphlet | + | |
- | Wha, | + | ---- |
- | " | + | |
+ | Did you hear about the American who thought a guided missile was an island where girl guides | ||
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+ | ---- | ||
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+ | A pamphlet | ||
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+ | What Bunkum | ||
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+ | " | ||
What Double Bunk' | What Double Bunk' | ||
- | DAY WALKS. | + | |
- | JANUARY 15TH | + | ---- |
- | JANUARY 22ND | + | |
+ | ===== Day Walks. ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | === January 15th. === | ||
Waterfall - bus to and from Garie Beach - Era Beach. | Waterfall - bus to and from Garie Beach - Era Beach. | ||
+ | |||
This outing involves a short walk of about 1 mile each way around the base of the cliffs from Garie bus terminus to Era Beach for surfing and general relaxation. | This outing involves a short walk of about 1 mile each way around the base of the cliffs from Garie bus terminus to Era Beach for surfing and general relaxation. | ||
- | 9.20 a m. electric train Central - Sutherland where | + | |
- | CHAME for rail motor to Waterfall. | + | 9.20 a m. electric train Central - Sutherland where change |
- | Tickets: Waterfall Return at 5/9, plus 5/- return bus fares. | + | |
Leader: Frank Leyden. | Leader: Frank Leyden. | ||
+ | |||
+ | === January 22nd. === | ||
+ | |||
Heathcote - Heathcote Creek - Waterfall. 8 miles. | Heathcote - Heathcote Creek - Waterfall. 8 miles. | ||
- | There are good swimming holes along most of this route and | + | |
- | some will be used for just that. Traverses part of the Heathcote Primitive Area. | + | There are good swimming holes along most of this route and some will be used for just that. Traverses part of the Heathcote Primitive Area. |
- | 8.50 a m. Electric train Central - Sutherland where | + | |
- | MAME for rail motor to Heathcote. | + | 8.50 a m. Electric train Central - Sutherland where change |
- | Tickets - Waterfall Return at 5/9d. | + | |
- | Naps: Camden Military or Part Hacking Tourist. | + | Maps: Camden Military or Part Hacking Tourist. |
Leader: Pam Baker. | Leader: Pam Baker. | ||
- | 12. | + | |
- | DAY WALKS (CONTINUED) | + | === February 5th. === |
- | FEBRUARY 5TH Glenbrook | + | |
- | A rock hop down the gorge where there are some nice waterholes. | + | Glenbrook |
- | - Also excellent swimming at the Nepean River Junction. | + | |
- | A scramble up to the Nepean Lookout, then a routine summer walk to Glenbrook. | + | A rock hop down the gorge where there are some nice waterholes. Also excellent swimming at the Nepean River Junction. A scramble up to the Nepean Lookout, then a routine summer walk to Glenbrook. |
- | 8.54 a m. Mt. Victoria train from Central Steam Station to Glenbrook. | + | |
- | Tickets: Glenbrook Return at 13/4d. | + | 8.54 a.m. Mt. Victoria train from Central Steam Station to Glenbrook. Tickets: Glenbrook Return at 13/4d. |
- | Nap: Liverpool Military. | + | |
- | Leader: | + | Map: Liverpool Military. |
- | WALK 20. BARRETT, GRAY & SEACH). | + | |
+ | Leader: | ||
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+ | ---- | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Walk 20. (Barrett, Gray & Seach). ===== | ||
- Gwen Seach. | - Gwen Seach. | ||
- | Much of the success of the 1960 Walking Trial was due to the preparation and crganisation | + | |
- | At our Wednesday night meeting, | + | Much of the success of the 1960 Walking Trial was due to the preparation and organisation |
- | Distance | + | |
- | Roughish and a fair bit of up and down. You can do it all but don't get hooked. | + | At our Wednesday night meeting, |
- | With bated breath, Lyndsey, Helen and I waited for the appointed time to open our well chosen envelope. Suddenly Malcolm' | + | |
- | Loud utterances of - "Err--:". "Where is it?" " | + | * Distance: 24 miles. |
- | " | + | |
- | Friday night saw Lyndssy, Bill and myself safely to Megalong Creek crossing, our appointed camp-site. The only mishap that occurred was mhen Bill took:his eyes from the road to admire one of the fairer sex pitching a tent, and this necessitated us to clamber out of the car and push it out of a rather large rut. | + | * You can do it all but don't get hooked. |
- | There was no daylight next morning when we were awakened from our slumbers by the thump: thump! thump! of Malcolm' | + | |
- | his strong torch as he endeavoured to locate Snow, ; | + | With bated breath, Lyndsey, Helen and I waited for the appointed time to open our well chosen envelope. Suddenly Malcolm' |
- | / WHERE | + | |
- | AITILL YOU | + | Loud utterances of - "Err--!". "Where is it?" " |
- | ALL BE AT | + | |
- | 7/ | + | " |
- | HAPS ON AN ALPINE A SUNNY BEACH, | + | |
- | HOLDING_DSWN A TENT IN A TORRENT= GALE, TOILING- UP MOUNTAIN PASS, | + | Friday night saw Lyndsey, Bill and myself safely to Megalong Creek crossing, our appointed camp-site. The only mishap that occurred was when Bill took his eyes from the road to admire one of the fairer sex pitching a tent, and this necessitated us to clamber out of the car and push it out of a rather large rut. |
- | ABSEILING DOWN A CLIF | + | |
- | FACE. | + | There was no daylight next morning when we were awakened from our slumbers by the thump! thump! thump! of Malcolm' |
- | WEEREVER YOU ARE, ALL AT PADDY 'S SEND YOU | + | |
- | CHRIsras | + | |
- | GREETINGS | + | |
- | AND | + | |
- | WISH YOU -WELL FOR | + | |
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- | 6 | + | |
- | PADDY PALLIN | + | |
- | Lightweight Camp Gear | + | |
- | 201 CASTLE REAGH St SYDNEY | + | |
- | 8M2685 | + | |
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- | Lyndsey sat up in her sleeping,. bag ,and blinked in ,the darkness for a 'moment, then rolled over Me and proceeded-to walle. | + | Lyndsey sat up in her sleeping bag and blinked in the darkness for a moment, then rolled over me and proceeded to wake John Logan-berry. John did not respond to all this pounding, thumping and rolling of his thin wiry body, but just lay there, cool and calm until Lyndsey gave up from lack of energy (such self-control he has). She then quickly slipped on a pair of brown coloured sandshoes which were worn out in the uppers and made a fast dash across to the already blazing fire. Ben Esgate had patiently coaxed this fire to life with specially selected dry bark, amidst great competition and as he was the only one to succeed the campers came from all directions to rob him of it. |
- | The whole camp was soon aroused and Lyndse' | + | |
- | scrub on th4 opposite side of the creek. | + | The whole camp was soon aroused and Lyndsey |
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+ | As we approached the car, a slight movement in the boot attracted our attention away from Carl, who was removing article after article from his pack. | ||
- | , AS we approached the car, a slight movement in the boot attracted our attention away from Carl, who was removing article after article from his pack. | ||
"Who is that?" we asked. | "Who is that?" we asked. | ||
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- | . We took a closer look and were amazed to see there were two bodies craMped into the boot of the Dodge. I have heard of people s7eeping in peculiar -places, out never in my life have I seen two people sleeping in the boot of a car. | ||
- | After ahearty breakfast of 2 hard-boiled eggs and a mouthful of pineapple juice we packed up our packs and were eager th..clepart on 0-4.: | ||
- | Malcolm was there with his watch as we lined up on the starting line. The ,count down began - five.- four - three - two - one - GO. We were off. , We had !stdrted off by running to make a spectacular start "just for the rebords" | ||
- | After following the Six Foot Track for about 1 mile we turd. of and IDroceeded over dry undulating grassland till we reached the junction of Megalong Creek and Cox River. It would have been nice to linger here for a while under the cool-trees and ,watch the river cascading over the msooth rocks as she hurried by. | ||
- | Time would not allow us this pleasure so we bontimed up the winding Cat- River at a good pace, mald ng_light work of the rocks and trees which were in our way. The | ||
- | -pin shone on us from "61y of unclouded blue, and what little wind there was served | ||
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- | only to make conditions iore agreeable. | ||
- | 12 o' | ||
- | 12.15 and we had made our departure after -a. hurried lunch of three slices of bread and, homy., as we still had the harder half of our journey to :complete. It was still raining. - a cold steady', drizzle that slanted...from the weat, as we made ottr way up the well ' | + | " |
- | 15. | + | |
- | On reaching the fcrk in ti -e road at Cullenbenbong, | + | We took a closer look and were amazed to see there were two bodies crammed into the boot of the Dodge. I have heard of people sleeping in peculiar places, out never in my life have I seen two people sleeping in the boot of a car. |
- | We plodded our -way up the steep winding road, and on reaching the saddle I looked over and was horrified at what I saw. | + | |
- | "Wait a minute" | + | After a hearty breakfast of 2 hard-boiled eggs and a mouthful of pineapple juice we packed up our packs and were eager to depart on our gruelling 24 mile trip. |
- | "No., we haven' | + | |
+ | Malcolm was there with his watch as we lined up on the starting line. The count down began : five - four - three - two - one - GO. We were off. We had started off by running to make a spectacular start "just for the records" | ||
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+ | After following the Six Foot Track for about 1 mile we turned off and proceeded over dry undulating grassland till we reached the junction of Megalong Creek and Cox River. It would have been nice to linger here for a while under the cool trees and watch the river cascading over the smooth rocks as she hurried by. | ||
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+ | Time would not allow us this pleasure so we bounded up the winding Cox's River at a good pace, making light work of the rocks and trees which were in our way. The sun shone on us from a sky of unclouded blue, and what little wind there was served only to make conditions more agreeable. | ||
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+ | 12 o' | ||
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+ | 12.15 and we had made our departure after a hurried lunch of three slices of bread and honey, as we still had the harder half of our journey to complete. It was still raining - a cold steady, drizzle that slanted from the west, as we made our way up the well worn sheep track towards the homestead, from where our long road bash would begin. | ||
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+ | On reaching the fork in the road at Cullenbenbong, | ||
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+ | We plodded our way up the steep winding road, and on reaching the saddle I looked over and was horrified at what I saw. | ||
+ | |||
+ | "Wait a minute" | ||
+ | |||
+ | "No, we haven' | ||
"I am sure we have" I persisted, as I ran to catch up with her. | "I am sure we have" I persisted, as I ran to catch up with her. | ||
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"The road goes through that gate there and down the other side" she said as I pulled at her pack to force her to stop. | "The road goes through that gate there and down the other side" she said as I pulled at her pack to force her to stop. | ||
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"Yes, I can see that" I answered, " | "Yes, I can see that" I answered, " | ||
+ | |||
"Are you sure of that?" | "Are you sure of that?" | ||
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"Yes, look there; that is the flat bend that we walked around before lunch. I think we had better have a look at the compass." | "Yes, look there; that is the flat bend that we walked around before lunch. I think we had better have a look at the compass." | ||
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Lyndsey fished around in her pack and produced a small old compass, and Helen set it up on the map, and studied it. Lyndsey and I looked on with interest. | Lyndsey fished around in her pack and produced a small old compass, and Helen set it up on the map, and studied it. Lyndsey and I looked on with interest. | ||
- | "Ycu are right, you know, Gwen" she admitted, then started to laugh. "Guess what? - we are walking 180 degrees off course" | + | |
- | The road was reached eventually, and we continued to climb- it. Up - up - and up it went. Carl was right, we certainly did have a steep climb al-ad of us. | + | "You are right, you know, Gwen" she admitted, then started to laugh. "Guess what? - we are walking 180 degrees off course" |
- | 2.30 and the start of our descent down Gibraltar Creek; our detour had cost us a precious 50 minutes, and our hopes of gettint | + | |
- | Far below the tree-lined Cox River beckoned us on, and we reached it in record time. This gave ua a little more heart to carry on. | + | The road was reached eventually, and we continued to climb it. Up - up - and up it went. Carl was right, we certainly did have a steep climb ahead of us. |
- | lNhile | + | |
- | the slippery waterfalls of Galong Creek in the dark, and decided on our other choice - Black Jerry' | + | 2.30 and the start of our descent down Gibraltar Creek; our detour had cost us a precious 50 minutes, and our hopes of getting |
- | With bent backs and aching muscles we steadily plodded up - up - up, stopping occasionally to gain breath, and admire the view. The darlmess | + | |
- | 16. | + | With bent backs and aching muscles we steadily plodded up - up - up, stopping occasionally to gain breath, and admire the view. The darkness |
- | THE KOKODA TRAIL. | + | |
- | - Roy Craggs. | + | ---- |
- | Every Australian has heard of or remembers the Kbkoda | + | |
- | The Trail starts in Papua near Rouhd Falls 20 miles from Port Moresby and is markad | + | === Paddy Made. === |
- | Eighty miles of Trail which commences very rough, then plunges into the heart of the twisted, tortured, Owen Stanley Ranges. The trail is of native origin and takes the highest and longest ridges and the deepest gorges. | + | |
- | To get a mental picture of the trail, imagine Badgery' | + | Where will you all be at Christmas? Perhaps on an alpine peak, a sunny beach, holding down a tent in a torrential gale, toiling up a mountain pass, abseiling down a cliff face. |
- | tangled roots and sharp stones, stinging plants, insects, boiling heat during the day and biting cold during the night. | + | |
- | Shortly after I arrived in Port Moresby I met an Australian chap in the "Snake Pit Saloon" | + | Wherever you are, all at Paddy' |
- | expressed his desire to negotiate the Kokpda | + | |
- | Each of us obtained a bearer to help carry our supplies as we realised heavy packs would doom our efforts. John's boy was a Well educated native about 20 years named Gani Hamou. | + | ---- |
- | On October 30th an Austrian friend, Carl, drove us out to the Monument. We started walking at 8.30 a m. and toiled up the Golden Stairs (named after the famous Katoomba Stairs). At the top of the ridge we took the wrong turn and by lunch time we realised we were wrong. We found a rubber plantation house and asked directions, We turned back along our original path and camped 5 miles short of the Kokoda Trail that night. | + | |
- | We broke can at 7.00 a m. on October 31st and located the correct track at 9.00 a m. This place is known as Owen's Corner. From here the Trail descends down to the Laloki River, crosses the river and rises to Uberi, a native village on the south side of Tmita Ridge. The village was deserted so we had lunch and pressed on. Two miles later we found the villagers clearing jungle in preparation for new gardens. The natives were very friendly; they are Koiaries and live all along tho trail almost to Isurava, where Oirakavas are settled. We bought fruit from these natives. I tried to pay them in Kuku (trade tobacco) but they are all Seventh Day Adventists therefore take no stimulants. However, we had 50/- worth of silver in case of such a thing happening. | + | ===== The Kokoda Trail. ===== |
- | The Trail from here rose very sharply for 3 miles to 2,700 feet at a pass where we rested a short time until we were attacked by and a large bloodsucking | + | |
- | fly. These flies grow to an inch long and are terribly vicious. They brought us much distress. Any insect or leech bites in this country usually become infected | + | Roy Craggs |
- | 17. | + | |
- | and farm painful ulcers. | + | Every Australian has heard of or remembers the Kokoda |
- | The track dropped sharply for 3 miles to a river then followed the river bed for 2 miles in the water most of the time. We camped 50 yards from the river that night within hearing of Iorabaiwa village. The track rose very steeply to the village and we were too exhausted to make the climb. | + | |
- | This area is thick:rain forest and daring | + | The Trail starts in Papua near Round Falls 20 miles from Port Moresby and is marked |
- | November 1st: Left camp at 7.30 a m. and arrived Iorabaiwa village at 8.00 a m. Once again the village was completely deserted. We took 2 pawpaws and left 2/- inrayment. No water in this place and we only had 1 quart between four. The Jay was very hot and we started to climb up to 3,200 feet. The track was steep and the sun blazed mercilessly and there was no cover along the track, only short Ednai grass. At 9.30 we reached a rest house which I later discovered was Army H.Q. during a phase of the war. No water here either and our supply was gone. The heat was absolutely terrific now. We reached the top one hour later and ten minutes later we found natives in a garden, who gave us sugar cane as they had no water. One old chap | + | |
- | here accepted Trade Kdku as payment for fruit. We stopped at a small creek for lunch, crossed a river shortly afterwards and once again climbed up a ridge to a mountain summit about 8 miles away at 4,000 feet. This may not seem a very steep grade but the track winds up and dawn innumerable gullies each one a hell in itself. | + | Eighty miles of Trail which commences very rough, then plunges into the heart of the twisted, tortured, Owen Stanley Ranges. The trail is of native origin and takes the highest and longest ridges and the deepest gorges. |
- | Rain started at 4.30 p m. so we camped because we were once again exhausted and Luciano had breathing difficulties and dizziness. I think:this was due to him being a coastal boy. After I pitched the tent the rain stopped and again we had no Inter. We sent the boys to look:but an hour later they'returned and their answer was n:Ranu Lasin (no water). A little rain at night left us i cup of water between four! | + | |
- | November 2nd: Arose at 5.30 a m. and drank our pitiful supply of water. Heavy cloud restricted visibility. There was no -water for breakfast and so we decided to pilsh on to Nauro village first. We were not sure just how far Erauro | + | To get a mental picture of the trail, imagine Badgery' |
- | Within an hour we were on a small rise overlooking | + | |
- | Nauro is a lovely | + | Shortly after I arrived in Port Moresby I met an Australian chap in the "Snake Pit Saloon" |
- | each other about 100 feet apart and the Village | + | |
- | end between the two rows. The people are wonderful and we handed around some sweets amongst the children. We hired four carriers to the next village of Menari because we were all feeling a bit knocked up. The lack of water had had a bad effect as one perspires very freely and the moisture must be replaced as quickly as possible. We had been drinking from umtreated | + | Each of us obtained a bearer to help carry our supplies as we realised heavy packs would doom our efforts. John's boy was a well educated native about 20 years named Gani Hamou. |
- | We rested up until 10 a m. then with the native carriers bearing our packs we set out once mare, this time with light hearts and very much lighter feet. The natives sang and waved as we left and we called back "Barmahute Moodbye" | + | |
- | wives carried all his gear as is their custom. Well trained, these women, perhaps | + | On October 30th an Austrian friend, Carl, drove us out to the Monument. We started walking at 8.30 a.m. and toiled up the Golden Stairs (named after the famous Katoomba Stairs). At the top of the ridge we took the wrong turn and by lunch time we realised we were wrong. We found a rubber plantation house and asked directions. We turned back along our original path and camped 5 miles short of the Kokoda Trail that night. |
- | some of the married bushwalkers could try this system. Later we met four natives | + | |
- | walking to Port Moresby from Efogi. | + | We broke camp at 7.00 a.m. on October 31st and located the correct track at 9.00 a.m. This place is known as Owen's Corner. From here the Trail descends down to the Laloki River, crosses the river and rises to Uberi, a native village on the south side of Imita Ridge. The village was deserted so we had lunch and pressed on. Two miles later we found the villagers clearing jungle in preparation for new gardens. The natives were very friendly; they are Koiaries and live all along the trail almost to Isurava, where Oirakavas are settled. We bought fruit from these natives. I tried to pay them in Kuku (trade tobacco) but they are all Seventh Day Adventists therefore take no stimulants. However, we had 50/- worth of silver in case of such a thing happening. |
- | We arrived in Menari at 3 p m. and received a warm welcome and another deluge of fruit and vegetables, which consisted of taro, yam, sweet potato are cooking bananas. Our residence here was a well constructed hut which is used by the | + | |
- | Government Patrols. By now we desperately required a good bath and our clothes were pretty high too. John and I washed in an ice cold river while the bays washed our clothes. The boys were worth their weight in gold. They washed, cooked and cleaned up for us. Besides that they made the trip much more pleasant by warning us of stinging plants and insects. They also Showed | + | The Trail from here rose very sharply for 3 miles to 2,700 feet at a pass where we rested a short time until we were attacked by leeches |
- | jungle. With a little knowledge the jungle loses some of its hostility and at | + | |
- | times is very hospitable. | + | The track dropped sharply for 3 miles to a river then followed the river bed for 2 miles in the water most of the time. We camped 50 yards from the river that night within hearing of Iorabaiwa village. The track rose very steeply to the village and we were too exhausted to make the climb. |
- | The evening meal was entirely native food and most delicious. With a small feast under our belts we thought about turning in. The Hut has a wooden floor and | + | |
- | is not too smooth. John moaned that the floor was very uncomfortable to sleep on, but I didn't worry - we bushwalkers are tough, we're used to these things. Besides I had a short Li-lo! | + | This area is thick rain forest and during |
- | November 3rd: A late start because our clothes were slow to dry in this humid air. Again we had hired bearers, a worthwhile proposition at 1/- each per hour one way. I'm not sure if this is good bushwalking and perhaps some will condemn this | + | |
- | practice; if any do I invite them to come up sometime and have a go at the Kokoda Trail. I'll go as guide. | + | November 1st: Left camp at 7.30 a.m. and arrived Iorabaiwa village at 8.00 a.m. Once again the village was completely deserted. We took 2 pawpaws and left 2/- in payment. No water in this place and we only had 1 quart between four. The day was very hot and we started to climb up to 3,200 feet. The track was steep and the sun blazed mercilessly and there was no cover along the track, only short Kunai grass. At 9.30 we reached a rest house which I later discovered was Army H.Q. during a phase of the war. No water here either and our supply was gone. The heat was absolutely terrific now. We reached the top one hour later and ten minutes later we found natives in a garden, who gave us sugar cane as they had no water. One old chap here accepted Trade Kuku as payment for fruit. We stopped at a small creek for lunch, crossed a river shortly afterwards and once again climbed up a ridge to a mountain summit about 8 miles away at 4,000 feet. This may not seem a very steep grade but the track winds up and down innumerable gullies each one a hell in itself. |
- | At 9.30 a m. we all moved off through the village, looking far all the world like an African Safari. Next stop Efogit | + | |
- | drop down a gorge. Nothing like going around for these natives, too easy they say. A native Missionary trained for medical work accompanied us as part of his rounds. His district covers 100 miles of bush tracks. This hop, skip and jump to Efogi took | + | Rain started at 4.30 p.m. so we camped because we were once again exhausted and Luciano had breathing difficulties and dizziness. I think this was due to him being a coastal boy. After I pitched the tent the rain stopped and again we had no water. We sent the boys to look but an hour later they returned and their answer was "Ranu Lasi" |
- | five hours, but our bearers wished to return to their own village before dark so they ran down the mountains and trotted up them. John and I couldn' | + | |
- | to stop them. Gani asked what was wrong with us? Are you sick Taubada? " | + | November 2nd: Arose at 5.30 a.m. and drank our pitiful supply of water. Heavy cloud restricted visibility. There was no water for breakfast and so we decided to push on to Nauro village first. We were not sure just how far Nauro was because we couldn' |
- | replied, "the boys are going too fast that all". " | + | |
- | surprised and with a cursory wave of the hand exclaimed "Why this hill is ' | + | Within an hour we were on a small rise overlooking |
+ | |||
+ | Nauro is a lovely | ||
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+ | We rested up until 10 a.m. then with the native carriers bearing our packs we set out once more, this time with light hearts and very much lighter feet. The natives sang and waved as we left and we called back "Barmahuta" | ||
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+ | We arrived in Menari at 3 p.m. and received a warm welcome and another deluge of fruit and vegetables, which consisted of taro, yam, sweet potato are cooking bananas. Our residence here was a well constructed hut which is used by the Government Patrols. By now we desperately required a good bath and our clothes were pretty high too. John and I washed in an ice cold river while the bays washed our clothes. The boys were worth their weight in gold. They washed, cooked and cleaned up for us. Besides that they made the trip much more pleasant by warning us of stinging plants and insects. They also showed | ||
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+ | The evening meal was entirely native food and most delicious. With a small feast under our belts we thought about turning in. The Hut has a wooden floor and is not too smooth. John moaned that the floor was very uncomfortable to sleep on, but I didn't worry - we bushwalkers are tough, we're used to these things. Besides I had a short Li-lo! | ||
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+ | November 3rd: A late start because our clothes were slow to dry in this humid air. Again we had hired bearers, a worthwhile proposition at 1/- each per hour one way. I'm not sure if this is good bushwalking and perhaps some will condemn this practice; if any do I invite them to come up sometime and have a go at the Kokoda Trail. I'll go as guide. | ||
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+ | At 9.30 a.m. we all moved off through the village, looking far all the world like an African Safari. Next stop Efogi, | ||
(To be continued). | (To be continued). | ||
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