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-A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney BushwalkersNorthcote Building, Reiby Place, Circular Quay, 2000.  Postal Address: Box 4476, G.P.O., Sydney.+======THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER====== 
 +===== September1969=====
  
-EDITOR: Bill Gillam19 Old Bush RoadEngadine2233. +A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney BushwalkersNorthcote BuildingReiby PlaceCircular Quay, 2000.\\ **Postal Address:** Box 4476G.P.O., Sydney
-BUS. MANAGERBill BurkeCoral Tree Drive, Carlingford, 2118. +
-TYPIST: Dorothy Knightley, 17 Mahratta Avenue, Wahroonga2076.+
  
-THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER September 1969+^Contents^|| 
 +|Tree at my Window - Poem||2| 
 +|Obituaries to Taro||3|  
 +|August Meeting|Alex Colley|5| 
 +|The Wolgan Valley - Poem|Pat Harrison|8| 
 +|Observer|Bill Gillham|9| 
 +|Kelly in Winter|Pat Harrison|11| 
 +|Commentary||13| 
 +|Paddy's Ad| |15|  
 + 
 + 
 +|**Editor:**| Bill Gillam, 19 Old Bush Road, Engadine, 2233.| 
 +|**Bus. Manager:**| Bill Burke, Coral Tree Drive, Carlingford, 2118.| 
 +|**Typist:**| Dorothy Knightley, 17 Mahratta Avenue, Wahroonga, 2076.| 
 + 
 + 
 + 
 +===== Tree at my Window =====
  
-**TREE AT MY WINDOW** 
  
 Tree at my window, window tree,\\ My sash is lowered when night comes on; \\ But let there never be curtain drawn, \\ Between you and me. Tree at my window, window tree,\\ My sash is lowered when night comes on; \\ But let there never be curtain drawn, \\ Between you and me.
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 (Written by an American, Robert Frost, with Taro and his tree in mind). (Written by an American, Robert Frost, with Taro and his tree in mind).
  
-**"TARO"**+=====Taro (1879 - 1969)=====
  
-1879-1969+by Joe Turner
  
 This remarkable man left us at his home at Auburn on 14th August, 1969, at the ripe old age of 90 years, for bushwalking and camping beyond the distant horizons - who knows where? Certainly his earthly remains have become "earth to earth" and "ashes to ashes", but his spirit (whatever that expression encompasses) will be wandering over the many tracks and trails he knew so well.  This remarkable man left us at his home at Auburn on 14th August, 1969, at the ripe old age of 90 years, for bushwalking and camping beyond the distant horizons - who knows where? Certainly his earthly remains have become "earth to earth" and "ashes to ashes", but his spirit (whatever that expression encompasses) will be wandering over the many tracks and trails he knew so well. 
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-JOE TURNER +=====Taro!=====
- +
-**TARO!**+
  
 Taro, the man is dead. Taro, the spirit lives on in the hearts of all those who appreciate the wonders and the beauties of nature. Taro, the man is dead. Taro, the spirit lives on in the hearts of all those who appreciate the wonders and the beauties of nature.
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 For nearly forty years, I have known and admired Taro, having enjoyed his company around many a glowing camp fire and in the future will miss the welcome from 87 Alice Street. For nearly forty years, I have known and admired Taro, having enjoyed his company around many a glowing camp fire and in the future will miss the welcome from 87 Alice Street.
  
-Now the gate at Voltire has closed for the last time, on this modern Socrates and I feel sure that at this moment, St. Peter is receiving instructions as to how he can improve things around Heaven.+Now the gate at Voltaire has closed for the last time, on this modern Socrates and I feel sure that at this moment, St. Peter is receiving instructions as to how he can improve things around Heaven.
  
 +=====At our August Meeting=====
  
-**AT OUR AUGUST MEETING** +by Alex Colley
-by Alex Colley.+
  
 The meeting commenced with an apology from Phil Butt and a presidential welcome to three new members, Peta Snellgrove, Douglas Ackland and Owen Manley. The meeting commenced with an apology from Phil Butt and a presidential welcome to three new members, Peta Snellgrove, Douglas Ackland and Owen Manley.
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 The meeting closed at 9.20, with apologies from the President for it having lasted so long. The meeting closed at 9.20, with apologies from the President for it having lasted so long.
  
-  + 
-**XMAS HOLIDAYS.**+=====Xmas Holidays===== 
 Anyone interested in a South Seas Holiday? Anyone interested in a South Seas Holiday?
-Departure date is Sat. 20th Dec. and returning Mon. 12th Jan. Visiting N.Z. (AUKLAND) 1 day; TAHITI - 8 days; SAMOA - 7 days; TONGA - 5 days; FIJI - 3 days. (24 days altogether.+ 
-Air Fare is $368.90 return.+Departure date is Sat. 20th Dec. and returning Mon. 12th Jan.\\ Visiting N.Z. (Auckland) 1 day; TAHITI - 8 days; SAMOA - 7 days; TONGA - 5 days; FIJI - 3 days. (24 days altogether) Air Fare is $368.90 return. 
 + 
 Camping all the time - learning the hula - wahine watching. Passport and smallpox vaccinations are necessary. Camping all the time - learning the hula - wahine watching. Passport and smallpox vaccinations are necessary.
 +
 +
 Also if anyone can give me any information on these places I would be grateful. Also if anyone can give me any information on these places I would be grateful.
 Contact Owen Marks at club or phone 30-1827 (H) Contact Owen Marks at club or phone 30-1827 (H)
  
  
-THE WOLGAN VALLEY by Pat Harrison+=====The Wolgan Valley===== 
 + 
 +by Pat Harrison
  
 We had camped at Wolgan Gap,\\ Had a short and frosty nap,\\ With the Curlews crying all around,\\ And Big Frank Taeker got up early\\ And he sounded somewhat churly,\\ For the morning air is chilly in the Wolgan. We had camped at Wolgan Gap,\\ Had a short and frosty nap,\\ With the Curlews crying all around,\\ And Big Frank Taeker got up early\\ And he sounded somewhat churly,\\ For the morning air is chilly in the Wolgan.
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 And if your troubles you would lighten\\ Then go and spend a night on\\ The Wolgan where the wattle trees are golden\\ Where the Cabbage Gums and Yellow Box trees grow\\ Where the frost at noonday sets your Cheeks a-glow\\ Where the Wolgan Walls are row on row,\\ And the murmor of the river close at hand. And if your troubles you would lighten\\ Then go and spend a night on\\ The Wolgan where the wattle trees are golden\\ Where the Cabbage Gums and Yellow Box trees grow\\ Where the frost at noonday sets your Cheeks a-glow\\ Where the Wolgan Walls are row on row,\\ And the murmor of the river close at hand.
  
-**OBSERVER HAS A GOOD MONTH**+ 
 +=====Observer has a good month=====
  
 We didn't see any robins. Perhaps it was too early. The children nearly always see them first, a blood spot looping across the snow or perching on the snow poles. I am sure robins must be color blind to stand red-breasted on the orange road markers. It may have been that my children were at home.  We skied every day under blue skies on snow that fell the day before we arrived, which is ideal if the snow is thick enough. It snowed and blew the night the Grays, Phil Hall and Griff the Grub arrived. I unfastened the tent for them, re-cocooned and then had my beard examined to see if it was up to Main Range standard. Phil undressed, redressed and then addressed (someone he knew) when he realised he had left his sleeping bag in the car. He shuffled bravely out into the snow to wake Helen who had elected to stay in the warm car padded by an unexpected sleeping bag. They had words. Griff tried his bivvy bag, sounding like an animated chip trying to get bag into a Smiths bag. The bag filled with condensation. It was left on the tent to dry, a fact discovered when the three of them had given up looking for Mawsons Hut. Griff's covetous eye made them have one last look which found the hut. (Griff was The One in Every Party. He blistered his hands waxing skis at Munyang, fell heavily in the first half hour and, dependent on glasses, broke them together with a tooth). They left my share of the food when I decided not to go, substituting beef mince and egg powder for the prawns and chicken of the prepared meals. We didn't see any robins. Perhaps it was too early. The children nearly always see them first, a blood spot looping across the snow or perching on the snow poles. I am sure robins must be color blind to stand red-breasted on the orange road markers. It may have been that my children were at home.  We skied every day under blue skies on snow that fell the day before we arrived, which is ideal if the snow is thick enough. It snowed and blew the night the Grays, Phil Hall and Griff the Grub arrived. I unfastened the tent for them, re-cocooned and then had my beard examined to see if it was up to Main Range standard. Phil undressed, redressed and then addressed (someone he knew) when he realised he had left his sleeping bag in the car. He shuffled bravely out into the snow to wake Helen who had elected to stay in the warm car padded by an unexpected sleeping bag. They had words. Griff tried his bivvy bag, sounding like an animated chip trying to get bag into a Smiths bag. The bag filled with condensation. It was left on the tent to dry, a fact discovered when the three of them had given up looking for Mawsons Hut. Griff's covetous eye made them have one last look which found the hut. (Griff was The One in Every Party. He blistered his hands waxing skis at Munyang, fell heavily in the first half hour and, dependent on glasses, broke them together with a tooth). They left my share of the food when I decided not to go, substituting beef mince and egg powder for the prawns and chicken of the prepared meals.
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 Another orchid fan telephones. His sarcochilus is flowering, his gracillicauli is tremendous, his calanthe is in spike. And on top of all this his Calochilus, yes the bearded one, positively, is in spike. Just say something like the earth abideth. Or something like that. Another orchid fan telephones. His sarcochilus is flowering, his gracillicauli is tremendous, his calanthe is in spike. And on top of all this his Calochilus, yes the bearded one, positively, is in spike. Just say something like the earth abideth. Or something like that.
  
-**KELLY IN WINTER by Pat Harrison**+ 
 +=====Kelly in Winter===== 
 + 
 +by Pat Harrison
  
 When the month of August comes around it brings a strong temptation to visit Mt. Kelly (6,001 ft.) in the mountains near Canberra. And so it was year that ten of us succumbed to the temptation. Laurie Quaken picked up Fran Everingham, Chris Baker and myself, and headed for the gate outside Gudgenby Homestead, with instructions to keep a sharp eye out for a green Renault which would precede us to the camping place.  Our only stop on the way was at Charley's Cafe at Mittagong, where we exchanged greetings with Neville Page who was taking an Instructional Walk out Wanganderry way. When the month of August comes around it brings a strong temptation to visit Mt. Kelly (6,001 ft.) in the mountains near Canberra. And so it was year that ten of us succumbed to the temptation. Laurie Quaken picked up Fran Everingham, Chris Baker and myself, and headed for the gate outside Gudgenby Homestead, with instructions to keep a sharp eye out for a green Renault which would precede us to the camping place.  Our only stop on the way was at Charley's Cafe at Mittagong, where we exchanged greetings with Neville Page who was taking an Instructional Walk out Wanganderry way.
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 About 2.00 a.m. on Saturday morning we reached Rendezvous Creek and found a green Renault on the side of the road. We pulled up and went across and began calling out above the roar of the boisterous creek. No answer. We then inspected the car as well as we could without torches in the inky darkness and came to the conclusion that the vehicle was an abandoned one - doors missing (or so it seemed in the dark), and no answer to our repeated calls. We therefore went on to About 2.00 a.m. on Saturday morning we reached Rendezvous Creek and found a green Renault on the side of the road. We pulled up and went across and began calling out above the roar of the boisterous creek. No answer. We then inspected the car as well as we could without torches in the inky darkness and came to the conclusion that the vehicle was an abandoned one - doors missing (or so it seemed in the dark), and no answer to our repeated calls. We therefore went on to
  
-**//PAGE 12 IS MISSING//**+Gudgenby Gate, and after abdulling the tent and having a cup of hot. 
 +soupy, were glad to get into our bags and away from the cold. 
 + 
 +At 7.00 asm. Doone Wyborn came up from Rendezvous Creek with the 
 +rest of the party (John Kitchener, Dick Glen, Lesley Wood, Bronwyn 
 +Seccombe, and Lindsay Gilroy) and the mystery of the "abandonod" Renault 
 +was solved. It seoms that our calls were heard but they were so well. 
 +ensconced in their sleeping bags that we had gone on by the time they 
 +had got their zippers undone! 
 + 
 +It was a fine crisp morning when we set out at 8,30 a.m. across 
 +the three miles of cleared country to the foot of the spur at 964871. 
 +On the way across the paddocks we had a good sight of Sentry Box Hill 
 +up the valley of the Gudgenby. 
 + 
 +We had an hour and a half for lunch after we cencountcred the first 
 +snow. One thing is certains tea made from melted snow tastes worse 
 +than the water we've been getting in Sydney lately. The sandshoe brigade 
 +changed over to boots and we continued on to the crest of the 5,700 ft. 
 +feature (Ref.919898). It was delightful trudging up through a cover of 
 +snow, but granitc boulders and mallee~likc Snow Gums are not conducive 
 +to rapid movement, and overy immersion of bare flesh in the snow was 
 +followed by a few minutes of torture. The southern slope of this peak 
 +(and of all tho others nearby) certainly looked wintry with its plaster 
 +of snow as we approached it, 
 + 
 +Having sampled the view from the top, the increasing chill in the 
 +air (although the sky was calm and bluc) accelcrated our desire for a 
 +good camp site. We picked out a grassy spot on thc far side of the 
 +creek to the south and then ploughed our way down through a basin of 
 +virgin snow with the aid of improvised alpenstocks, and by about 4.30 pm, 
 +we had a big fire going and tents were up (with bark on the floor) and 
 +hot food was cooking. This is the time when tent owners reap their 
 +just reward. Having carried up and down the scungy ridge, you now invoke 
 +your unalienable right to sleep in the middle, and in this position, with 
 +the help of two pullovers, three pairs of Paddy's sox, gloves, balaclava, 
 +inner sheet, Everest sleeping bag, pyjamas, all your ordinary clothing, 
 +plus several copies of Saturday's Herald, ensuresthat you have e warm 
 +night. 
 + 
 +The water buckets began to crackle when thoy were used, the fire 
 +was built up to monstrous heights, the song books were taken out, and 
 +I lay back and listoncd and toasted myself while the young ‘uns sang 
 +the night away. 
 + 
 +Desert boots are not the best footwear to use in snow conditions, 
 +and it was for this reason that’ one membor of the party did not climb 
 +Kelly on the Sunday morning. Another member stayed behind, but for 
 +some other reason -— sleeping, I think.
  
 It was another glorious day, warm and sunny among the snow gums on a little snowplain, and during the leisurely lunch time was taken to sun our gear. The homeward route was down the creek all the way, with a bit of sidling on the right bank where it begins, to drop. We of course wanted to do a round trip, but the better route would have been to drop off our ascent spur into this creek around Ref. 930883, both going and coming. It was another glorious day, warm and sunny among the snow gums on a little snowplain, and during the leisurely lunch time was taken to sun our gear. The homeward route was down the creek all the way, with a bit of sidling on the right bank where it begins, to drop. We of course wanted to do a round trip, but the better route would have been to drop off our ascent spur into this creek around Ref. 930883, both going and coming.
  
  
-**COMMENTARYDO WE NEED NEW DIRECTIONS?**+=====CommentaryDo we need new directions?===== 
  
 Two events in the past month have made your Commentator think more deeply than he is accustomed; the death of Taro and a non-bushwalker comment expressing surprise that the magazine was not more of a platform for conservation. These events show us in two roles; as we see ourselves and as others see us. Two events in the past month have made your Commentator think more deeply than he is accustomed; the death of Taro and a non-bushwalker comment expressing surprise that the magazine was not more of a platform for conservation. These events show us in two roles; as we see ourselves and as others see us.
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 As a club we seam to have abdicated our enthusiasms for causes to other bodies. What about starting some more crusades. You don't know how loud your voice is until you shout. Or how sharp your pen is unless you dip it into some ink. As a club we seam to have abdicated our enthusiasms for causes to other bodies. What about starting some more crusades. You don't know how loud your voice is until you shout. Or how sharp your pen is unless you dip it into some ink.
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-On actual test of continuous b ning we found a standard torch fitted with Duraqell batteries, gave le: hours of life, while apair of popular make of long cells gave 2'i hour4, Although the Duracell weigh 50% more and cost S1.60 per pair (against 50c pair) they give ovey 5 times the life which to the bushwalker is value indeed. 
-For all your Bushwalking gear shop at Paddy's, best for value for nearly 40 years. 
-P.S. 
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