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- | "THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER" | + | A Journal devoted to matters of interest to Members of The Sydney Bush Walkers, Sydney, New South Wales. |
- | A Journal devoted to matters of interest to Members of The Sydney Bush Walkers, Sydney, New South Wales, | + | |
- | AUGUST | + | No. 26. August |
- | Pdblishing | + | |
- | Miss Brenda White (Editor). | + | | ** Publishing |
- | Misses Dorothy Lawry & Marie Byles, | + | | |
- | Messrs. Myles Dunphy, Graham Harrison & Jack Debert. | + | | |
- | "TEE CLUB" | + | | |
- | There is a Club that's known to me | + | |
- | Of perepetetic | + | ===== "The Club" |
- | The open air and freedom woo | + | |
+ | There is a Club that's known to me\\ | ||
+ | Of peripatetic | ||
+ | The open air and freedom woo\\ | ||
By mountain top and tumbling sea. | By mountain top and tumbling sea. | ||
- | Each girds his loins in shorts and shirt - Though others chuckle and deride - | + | |
- | And bursts upon the country | + | Each girds his loins in shorts and shirt\\ |
- | A mother | + | - Though others chuckle and deride -\\ |
- | When they' | + | And bursts upon the country |
- | 'Tie hard to say whols.man or lass - | + | Away from city's dust and dirt. |
+ | |||
+ | A motlier | ||
+ | When they' | ||
+ | 'Tis hard to say who' | ||
They' | They' | ||
- | There' | + | |
- | A lad of misdirected humour, Who - now list to local rumour - | + | There' |
+ | A lad of misdirected humour,\\ | ||
+ | Who - now list to local rumour -\\ | ||
Sneers at every scrounger' | Sneers at every scrounger' | ||
- | By verses long and awful | + | |
- | 'Bout that hairy Wbiddon | + | By writing |
- | The lout with appetite absurd, | + | 'Bout that hairy Whiddon |
+ | The lout with appetite absurd,\\ | ||
Who snares his neighbour' | Who snares his neighbour' | ||
- | A being as you will surely find | + | |
- | The scroungers' | + | A being as you will surely find\\ |
+ | The scroungers' | ||
+ | Most hungry, large, and un-annoyed,\\ | ||
And eating things of every kind. | And eating things of every kind. | ||
- | And then there' | + | |
- | The " | + | And then there' |
- | For the rafters do ring and the echoes rebound, | + | The " |
+ | For the rafters do ring and the echoes rebound,\\ | ||
While struggles the " | While struggles the " | ||
- | Now in come the youngsters with Wiff to the fore. | + | |
- | are old Father William" | + | Now in come the youngsters with Wiff to the fore.\\ |
- | | + | " |
- | And Wlff just smiles and answers them then: | + | " |
- | "Its Era that does it with fresh air and sun, With football and surf and plenty of fun, | + | But how is it still you're young as of yore"? |
+ | |||
+ | And Wiff just smiles and answers them then:\\ | ||
+ | "Its Era that does it with fresh air and sun,\\ | ||
+ | With football and surf and plenty of fun,\\ | ||
And I'm wiry and strong as the youngest of men". | And I'm wiry and strong as the youngest of men". | ||
- | There' | + | |
- | A. youth with never a minute to spare, Who never is known to curse or to swear, | + | There' |
+ | A youth with never a minute to spare,\\ | ||
+ | Who never is known to curse or to swear,\\ | ||
But swore just once - taboos forgot. | But swore just once - taboos forgot. | ||
- | The Aunt a mighty girl is she | + | |
- | Who dresses all in gray, alackl | + | The Aunt a mighty girl is she\\ |
- | Oh Lordl why doesnit | + | Who dresses all in gray, alack!\\ |
- | Now Ant was away with the .crowd on " | + | From head to toe and front to back.\\ |
- | And at night time the talk to LANGUAGE | + | Oh Lord! why doesn' |
- | And the Aunt held the floor igainst | + | |
- | When up spake the Scot with | + | Now Aunt was away with the crowd on " |
- | And recited at length - | + | And at night time the talk to ** language** |
- | Regarding that Stockman all | + | Both rudeness and swearing were generally spurned\\ |
- | Who swam with his steed | + | And the Aunt held the floor ' |
- | voice mild and meek | + | |
- | Auntls face quite a ' | + | When up spake the Scot with voice mild and meek\\ |
- | There are deeds that are sung /bout Kawmung | + | And recited at length - Aunt's face quite a study! -\\ |
+ | Regarding that Stockman all sunburnt and bloody\\ | ||
+ | Who swam with his steed through a ruddy big creek. | ||
+ | |||
+ | There are deeds that are sung 'bout Kowmung | ||
+ | That stand out as epics and are told in great awe,\\ | ||
+ | Of trails that were trod which one never saw\\ | ||
And many were lost by bush, creek, or rocks. | And many were lost by bush, creek, or rocks. | ||
- | There' | + | |
- | When Tarro was lost with the girls off Clear Hill, And they yodelled and called and searched with a will | + | There' |
+ | When Tarro was lost with the girls off Clear Hill,\\ | ||
+ | And they yodelled and called and searched with a will\\ | ||
While Harold perfected the strangest of " | While Harold perfected the strangest of " | ||
- | There are tales of the coast and Kanangra Walls, Of sunlit waves and of tudbling | + | |
- | Of the whistling wind and forests of trees, | + | There are tales of the coast and Kanangra Walls,\\ |
+ | Of sunlit waves and of tumbling | ||
+ | Of the whistling wind and forests of trees,\\ | ||
And rock-strewn paths where the lyre bird calls. | And rock-strewn paths where the lyre bird calls. | ||
- | Now fame on its scroll has the tRangutangs | + | |
- | And Hippos and Jaguars and others who've reigned, With Bargers and Foxpaws all closely arraigned, | + | Now fame on its scroll has the ' |
+ | And Hippos and Jaguars and others who've reigned,\\ | ||
+ | With Bargers and Foxpaws all closely arraigned,\\ | ||
Being well known for talking, their scrounging, or wit. | Being well known for talking, their scrounging, or wit. | ||
- | They all have their day and pats like the mist | + | |
- | tNeath sunis rising beams - for new members live And they on the wane have but memories to give, | + | They all have their day and pass like the mist\\ |
+ | 'Neath sun' | ||
+ | And they on the wane have but memories to give,\\ | ||
But their tales of the past will always persist. | But their tales of the past will always persist. | ||
- | Be this as it may, our ClUb's just as fine | + | |
- | As back in the days of its youth, for just | + | Be this as it may, our Club's just as fine\\ |
- | When the elders are stooped and starting to rust The youngsters are eagerly toeing the line. | + | As back in the days of its youth, for just\\ |
- | They' | + | When the elders are stooped and starting to rust\\ |
- | But they' | + | The youngsters are eagerly toeing the line. |
- | , | + | |
- | TI E END OF TEE QUEST FOR UNCLIMBED MOUNTAINS | + | They' |
- | On the West Coast of the South Island of NEWT Zealand continued | + | And their clothing would oft make a mendicant weep,\\ |
- | Now Frank, he was a guide of fame and far renown, | + | But they' |
- | And Harry was a younger guide who hailed from Christchurch town, And Margie was a mountaineer, | + | And their spirit is young as it always has been. |
- | By Marie B. Byles. | + | |
- | We arrived back from the Mahitahi mountains to Condom's farm boarding house to find a huge gathering of people there. The new-comers were engaged installing a hydro-electric plant to work a new sawmill which had recently obtained the right to fell the timber over an area between | + | (( Page 3 - Unable to read handwritten signature - Barney, Barry ? )) |
- | motor ride from Hokitika to Weheka had shown us only too well. When the New' | + | |
- | Zealand forest is out dawn, it does not regrow itself like the AustraliaA | + | ---- |
- | ner does it turn itself automatically into pleasant pasture lands. On the contrary unless the blackberry and gorse are sedulously kept in check it becomes | + | |
- | a wilderness dominated by these pests, a desolation not of loneliness but of manta destruction, | + | ===== The End of the Quest for Unclimbed Mountains ===== |
- | asked the young surveyor if it did not give him a guilty conscience to think that he was indirectly the instrument of making that hopeless desolation. | + | ==== On the West Coast of the South Island of New Zealand continued |
- | of the residue managed to look bothered. Of woman managed | + | |
- | The first night we sat down ten to dinner, to say nothing of the Condon family who fed in the kitchen. | + | Now Frank, he was a guide of fame and far renown,\\ |
- | after us all, I do not know, but she never seemed flustered or | + | And Harry was a younger guide who hailed from Christchurch town,\\ |
- | tourse | + | And Margie was a mountaineer, |
- | The day after our arrival Harry went up with horses to bring our stuff down from the cache. The rest of us washed clothes! Towards evening the | + | And Marie really wasn' |
- | clouds gathered once again, and the rain descended. As I was still feeling | + | And they all wept together, as the rain it streamed down! |
- | pretty ghastly from the effects of carrying too heavy a load, I was not altogether sorry for an extra day's respite before setting forth up the Otoko Valley for fresh mountains to conquer. The only trouble was that the one day lengthened to six, none too long for my recovery, but sufficiently aggravating none the less. Day after day it teemed as only the West Coast can. One morning we had a flood. The creek at the back changed its course so that the house was practically surrounded by rushing water. To me it looked as if the farm would inevitably be swept away. But to my amazement the family were worrying only about the potato and gladioli beds. It seemed to me strange to worry about potatoes and gladioli when we and the house were about to go to | + | |
- | destruction, But the Condoms | + | | |
- | se wide that they can carry off almost anything. They are used to floods; in fact floods are an almost daily occurrence for them. | + | |
- | The evening before, Frank had bet Marjorie that it was going to be fine; I am not sure which said which or whether Marjorie took on the bet in the first instance, but I do know that when the flood swept round the house Frank said he had won the bet, and Marjorie said he had lost it. Anyhow, the bet being two packets of chocolate Frank magnanimously preceded to pay Marjorie in my chocolate which all worked out excellently, | + | We arrived back from the Mahitahi mountains to Condon's farm boarding house to find a huge gathering of people there. The new-comers were engaged installing a hydro-electric plant to work a new sawmill which had recently obtained the right to fell the timber over an area between |
- | On the sixth day, Saturday, the rain showed signs of departing, and it was decided that in the afternoon Frank and Harry would go ahead m7th Mr. Condon Junior and the horses, the idea being that they should make a base camp up the Otoko Valley, the next valley south from Mahitahi, that the following day Marjorie and I would hike over to Paringa about ten miles, be met by Mr. Condon and taken up on the same horses to join the guides. | + | |
- | Mr. Condon senior was going down with his dray to the " | + | The first night we sat down ten to dinner, to say nothing of the Condon family who fed in the kitchen. |
- | . We jolted and 1-, | + | |
- | Opposite the mill-to-be was a weird kind of wharf in the process of erection, and beyond it again a weirder wharf still which has served the West Coast for miles north and south ever since the white man came there. It is constructed at the least unsheltered part of a very unsheltered, | + | The day after our arrival Harry went up with horses to bring our stuff down from the cache. The rest of us washed clothes! Towards evening the clouds gathered once again, and the rain descended. As I was still feeling pretty ghastly from the effects of carrying too heavy a load, I was not altogether sorry for an extra day's respite before setting forth up the Otoko Valley for fresh mountains to conquer. The only trouble was that the one day lengthened to six, none too long for my recovery, but sufficiently aggravating none the less. Day after day it teemed as only the West Coast can. One morning we had a flood. The creek at the back changed its course so that the house was practically surrounded by rushing water. To me it looked as if the farm would inevitably be swept away. But to my amazement the family were worrying only about the potato and gladioli beds. It seemed to me strange to worry about potatoes and gladioli when we and the house were about to go to destruction. But the Condons |
- | " | + | |
- | This rock is connected by a rope with a rocky islet further out still. Obviously no steamer can come alongside, so the cargo is discharged into a surf-boat which is rowed in and held in place ' | + | The evening before, Frank had bet Marjorie that it was going to be fine; I am not sure which said which or whether Marjorie took on the bet in the first instance, but I do know that when the flood swept round the house Frank said he had won the bet, and Marjorie said he had lost it. Anyhow, the bet being two packets of chocolate Frank magnanimously preceded to pay Marjorie in ** my** chocolate which all worked out excellently, |
- | relieve it of its burden. When you remember that this is the only way other | + | |
- | than horseback of getting stores to this part of the West Coast, you marvel, not that oranges are so expensive, but that chocolate is so cheap. You also marvel that the steamship company calls its boats by such inauspicious names as the " | + | On the sixth day, Saturday, the rain showed signs of departing, and it was decided that in the afternoon Frank and Harry would go ahead with Mr. Condon Junior and the horses, the idea being that they should make a base camp up the Otoko Valley, the next valley south from Mahitahi, that the following day Marjorie and I would hike over to Paringa about ten miles, be met by Mr. Condon and taken up on the same horses to join the guides. |
- | From the wharf we looked down the long monotonous reach of grey shingle shore stretching as far as the eye could see. Behind the shore was the stretch of | + | |
- | coastal plain, flat as the ocean itself, and behind it again were the mountains shrouded in mist. Around us were wave-worn boulders of schist, looking smooth and greasy like polished logs of fine-grained wood, and I could never make up my mind whether they were really slippery or only looked so. We tramped back by the track along the shore to the mouth of the Mahitahi, and looked through gaunt grey flax bushes at the grey sea breaking on the grey sands. Grey sands are not as lovely as golden ones, but they have a fascination of their awn. | + | Mr. Condon senior was going down with his dray to the " |
- | Frank and Harry had departed with Mr. Condon junior by the time we arrived back, and we packed our rucksacks ready to follow on the morrow. It dawned a perfect morning, clear and cloudless with a crisp snap in the air, and a dew so cold it seemed like frost on the bare feet. Mr. Condon senior put us across the | + | |
- | Mahitahi river in the dray and thence we hiked along the main West Coast road, a cart track which is practicable only for horses except in the winter when the | + | We jolted and bumped |
- | snows are frozen and the rivers shrunken, so that even cars may sometimes cross them. For anyone who loves Ilushwalking | + | |
- | than down the West Coast bridle track. Between Mahitahi and Paringa it passes through virgin forest land; ever and again clear rills come sparkling out from | + | Opposite the mill-to-be was a weird kind of wharf in the process of erection, and beyond it again a weirder wharf still which has served the West Coast for miles north and south ever since the white man came there. It is constructed at the least unsheltered part of a very unsheltered, |
- | the dark mysterious forest aisles, dance across the road and ripple in again among the tree-ferns and falling creepers. We dawdled along pleasantly, Marjorie removing her boots at every stream and I taking photos and endeavouring, | + | |
- | quite unsuccessfully of course, to impress her with my recently acquired | + | From the wharf we looked down the long monotonous reach of grey shingle shore stretching as far as the eye could see. Behind the shore was the stretch of coastal plain, flat as the ocean itself, and behind it again were the mountains shrouded in mist. Around us were wave-worn boulders of schist, looking smooth and greasy like polished logs of fine-grained wood, and I could never make up my mind whether they were really slippery or only looked so. We tramped back by the track along the shore to the mouth of the Mahitahi, and looked through gaunt grey flax bushes at the grey sea breaking on the grey sands. Grey sands are not as lovely as golden ones, but they have a fascination of their own. |
- | pebbles on the road changed abruptly from schist to granite. | + | |
- | We arrived at the Paringa river about 2 p.m.. The flats here are fully a mile wide and stretch in alternating shingle-mud-grass and stream channel. We | + | Frank and Harry had departed with Mr. Condon junior by the time we arrived back, and we packed our rucksacks ready to follow on the morrow. It dawned a perfect morning, clear and cloudless with a crisp snap in the air, and a dew so cold it seemed like frost on the bare feet. Mr. Condon senior put us across the Mahitahi river in the dray and thence we hiked along the main West Coast road, a cart track which is practicable only for horses except in the winter when the snows are frozen and the rivers shrunken, so that even cars may sometimes cross them. For anyone who loves bushwalking |
- | made a fire to keep the sand.flies | + | |
- | clouds heaped up in the sky again, we speculated whether Mr. Condon or the rain would arrive first. At 4 p.m6 both arrived together. We got on the horses and crossed the wide blue-grey waters, but the bottom of this river bed was smooth and easy compared with the upper reach.is | + | We arrived at the Paringa river about 2 p.m. The flats here are fully a mile wide and stretch in alternating shingle-mud-grass and stream channel. We made a fire to keep the sandflies |
- | sacks are about to go bobbing down the grey-blue waters never to be heard of | + | |
- | 1 | + | The Paringa homestead had not been lavishly stocked against the possibility of a prolonged rainy seige, but there were sheep grazing in the fields and potatoes growing in the garden |
- | again. | + | |
- | The Paringa homestead had not been lavishly stocked against the possibility of a prolonged rainy seige, but there Were sheep grazing in the fields and | + | We were not marooned, but it teemed so continuously during the night that Mr. Condon reckoned if he did not put us back across the Paringa river at once, it would be impossible to do so later, and as for the guides, well, even then he was doubtful if he could get them down safely. The Otoko is a more difficuly |
- | potatoes growing in the ' | + | |
- | possibility of being marooned as simply another adventure. | + | Mr. Condon put us back across the river whose waters swirled far above the stirrups, and went back to get the guides while we hiked tack to Mahitahi between sun and shower, often wondering, when the sun momentarily lit the mountain, whether it was cowardice or wisdom which had turned us back from the quest of unclimbed peaks. When Frank and Harry arrived back that evening they said that, so far from expecting |
- | We were not marooned, but it teemed so continuously during the night that Mr. Condon reckoned if he did not put us back across the Paringa river at once, it would be impossible to do so later, and as for the guides, well, even then he was doubtful if he could get them dawn safely. The Otoko is a more difficuly valley than the Mahitahi, for it offers no exit on foot. You start up an the | + | |
- | south bank of the Paringa, that is, the hank opposite to Mahitahi, to the aeroplane landing-ground and to civilization. You cross the Paringa, and continue up the Otoko, its tributary, still on the south bank. Thus in summer it is | + | In the meantime there was precisely a week left till the date of my departure from Weheka for Christchurch and Sydney, and I did want unspeakably to feel my feet on the snow and ice once again; besides I wanted Marjorie to have at least one decent high climb to take back with her. So I decided - with Marjorie' |
- | impossible to get out without horses to assist you across the rivers, and by reason of the rivers rising you may not be able to get out at all. Had I realized these difficulties at the time, I do not think I should have consented to the Otoko trip when there was only a week left, and the certainty of missin; | + | |
- | Mr. Condon put us back across the river whose waters swirled far above the stirrups, and went back to get the guides while we hiked tack to Mahitahi between sun and shower, often wondering, when the sun momentarily lit the mountain, whether it was cowardice or wisdom which had turned us back from the quest of unclimbed peaks. When Frank ana Harry arrived back that evening they said that, so far from expecting us, they had not even expected Mr. Condon, and had quite resigned themselves to some days in a wet camp, for the sunlight that had occasiona127 | + | We crossed many small rivers, the Mahawhio among them, the only West Coast river I saw which flows between proper banks instead of over wide shingle flats, but the one that remains in my memory is Steve' |
- | In the meantime there was precisely a week left till the date of my departure from Weheka for Christchurch and Sydney, and I did want unspeakably to feel my feet on the snow and ice once again, besides I wanted Marjorie to have at least one decent high climb to take back with her. So I decided - with Marjorie' | + | |
- | thought, for mountaineers, | + | This was a pleasant enough road to ride, and I being the least experienced rider, was relieved of all luggage which the others placed |
- | ordinary mortals are nevertheless no more angelic, and it would not have been pleasant to think that other folk were climbing when we were not. The horse | + | |
- | and trap took us along the grey shingly shoreline where gaunt flax leaves flapped | + | We left the Fox Glacier Hostel next day for Chancellor Ridge hut, which stands in lonely majesty on grassy alplands high above the broad sweep of the Fox Glacier, a pure white highway from the green of the plains to the regions of eternal snow. About two miles up the glacier we came to the famous ice-pinnacles. |
- | in the wind and the forest was bent law and compacted, and looked like hedges in old-fashioned English gardens. At intervals along the coast were shacks | + | |
- | inhabited by gold-washers, | + | "Not much this year", said Frank disdainfully, |
- | sand among the grey are prolific in gold and they wash it in races leading from | + | |
- | the numerous streams. Some had cultivated small gardene | + | They may have been inferior to those in other years, but to me they formed temples of the ice-goddess, |
- | but for the most part, I was told, they are a happy-go-lucky people with the heretical view of household economy that money should be spent as soon as it is earned and without regard to the future. | + | |
- | We crossed many small rivers, the Mahawhio among them, the only West Coast river I saw which flaws between proper banks instead of over wide shingle flats, | + | From there we passed under Paschendale, |
- | but the one that remains in my memory is Stevets | + | |
- | waters swirled out from a dark, forested swamp. Then we emerged on the grey | + | From Paschendale we cut across the glacier again and up Purgatory Creek, so-called because Frank first made his way up it when the snow was deep and the sun was hot. This day it was merely a semi-dry gully and beside it grew lingering mountains lilies with their snow-white flowers and their cupped leaves already gathering the rain which had started to fall once more. |
- | shingle flats of the Karangarua River, flats far wider than those of the Paringa, but nothing compared with those of the Cook's we had yet to meet. Here we parted from Mr. Condon, I with a double feeling of regret, the first part due to | + | |
- | the loss of a cheerful person | + | When the alarm woke us at some ghost-haunted |
- | This was a pleasant enough road to ride, and I being the least experienced rider, was relieved of all luggage which the others placed | + | |
- | and aft and also on their awn backs. In due course we reached the Cook's river, and now I learned just why Frank had taken such pleasure in laughing at it from the aeroplane. This river drains the largest glacial region on the western side of the Alps, and is consequently full of treacherous quicksands in addition to the usual hidden holes lurking below the opaque waters. I followed the tail of the guide' | + | All that night, all next day and the next the storm increased in fury, and the dread thunder of Paschendale' |
- | Thus, after crossing the main stream of the river as well as many side ones, there follows a seemingly interminable stretch of glaring grey shingles, followed by an even longer stretch of flat meadow lands. As we were riding up the latter in the late afternoon, the clouds swept off the mountains for a few minutes, and we caught a glimpse of the fairy peak of Aorangi, twelve thousand feet allove, splendid, glorious and unearthly: | + | |
- | We left the FQX Glacier Hostel next day for Chancellor Ridge hut, which stands in lonely majesty on grassy alplands high above the broad sweep of the Fox Glacier, a pure white highway from the green of the plains to the regions of eternal snow. About two miles up the glacier we came to the famous ice-pinnacles. | + | "They tell Me that Chancellor Ridge has a view,\\ |
- | "Not much this year", said Frank disdainfully, | + | And that sometimes |
- | They may have been inferior to those in other years, but to me they formed temples of the ice-goddess, | + | Perhaps this is true,\\ |
- | From there we passed under Paschendale, | + | But all that I knew\\ |
- | And in the night we could hear the thunder of the bombs falling onto the glacier | + | Was a landscape of misty, white, watery |
- | moraine from the heights above. Paschemdale | + | |
- | not linger long beneath it, but like many dangerous things it is tempting, for | + | Then an the evening of the third day the mists thinned above the Western horizon, blue sky broke through the clouds and a rainbow arch rose from the darkening hills. I went up the ridge at the back of the hut to see the rocky peaks at the head of the Fox Glacier, peaks about which Marjorie and Frank had been arguing for so long, but which I had never seen. But there were no rocky peaks. The storms had coated the mountains in ice, and there they stood sharp and pointed yet white, ghostly peaks not of this world, and below them the white pinnacles of the glacier tossed like frozen waves. Away to the west the ocean of mist hung above the ocean of the sea, cumulous waves sweeping against dark hills below a serene forget-me-not sky. |
- | it brings down fresh-faced geological specimens of Lmmunerable | + | |
- | ready 'broken for the collector, Coming back I collected a large number and trustingly gave them to Harry to transport for me. When We rested to take off our crampons Satan led Harry' | + | It was clear and cloudless when we left at 3.45 a.m., and a crescent moon hung above the hills casting a dim light on the snow and the silent white mountains which looked more ghostly than ever in the pale half-moon light. When we reached the head of the glacier the first rays of the sun stepped across the ranges, and far away the blue sea' |
- | From Paschendale we cut across the glacier again and up Purgatory Creek, so-called because Frank first made his way up it when the snow was deep and the sun was hot. This day it was merely a 5emi-dry gully and beside it grew lingering mountains lilies with their snow-white flowers and their cupped leaves already gathering the rain which had started to fall once more | + | |
- | When the alarm woke us at some ghost-haurted | + | Bic Mac was about the only mountain fairly free from dangerously hanging ice, so we decided on this. It is only a small peak, but the summit rocks proved about the most difficult climbing I have ever done on account of the icy conditions. The first eighty feet of the rocks took us three hours! After Bic Mac, we climbed Du Fresne, only a snow-hump, but it provides a wonderful view of the precipices of Mount Cook and the ice-ridge of Mount Tasman, this day mountains of stainless white against a heaven of stainless blue. |
- | we turned over to sleep 'again. However, half way through the morning it stopped, and though a damp mist blank,, | + | |
- | climbed Chancellor Dome, a snowy summit 7000 foot high, while the mist gradually changed to drizzle. The only things | + | After a twelve and a half hour' |
- | lilies, edelweiss and gentians, and a fleeting glimpse of a shodowy, flooded river flawing | + | |
- | All that night, all next day and the next the storm increased in fury, and the dread thunder of Paschendale' | + | And that is the end of the quest for unclimbed mountains in New Zealand. And such is the exhilaration of those high places that, in spite of the weather and the folly of carrying too heavy a pack, I arrived back superbly fit, with that delicious feeling when food is supremely interesting and irresistibly fascinating. After six years without a proper holiday it was a feeling I had forgotten |
- | water flooded in under the close-fastened doors, and we had to shout to make | + | |
- | ourselves heard. And yet there was a water-shortages | + | ---- |
- | getting wet to the skin. Whenever there was a lull Frank and Marjorie continued their arguments about traverses and keas, along with a new one about booking | + | |
- | up guides. Harry read dilapidated magazines, and I tried to make up 3imerics | + | It doesn' |
- | "They tell Me that Chancellor Ridge has a view, | + | look as if\\ |
- | And that lnmetimes | + | Paddy got\\ |
- | But all that I knew | + | his money' |
- | Was a landscape of misty, white, watery | + | this time.\\ |
- | Then an the evening of the third day the mists thinned above the Western horizon, blue sky broke through the clouds and a rainbow arch rose from the | + | But if this\\ |
- | darkening hills. I went up the ridge at the back of the hut to see the rocky peaks at the head of the Fox Glacier, peaks about which Marjorie and Frank had | + | reminds you\\ |
- | been arguing for so long, but which I had never seen. But there were no rocky | + | that you will \\ |
- | peaks. The storms had coated the mountains in ice, and there they stood sharp and pointed yet white, ghostly peaks not of this world, and below them the white | + | always get\\ |
- | pinnacles of the glacier tossed like frozen waves. Away to the west the ocean | + | your money' |
- | of mist hung above the ocean of the sea, cumulous waves sweeping against dark hills below a serene forget-me-not sky. | + | from Paddy\\ |
- | It was clear and cloudless when we left at 3.45 a.m., and a crescent moon | + | then he\\ |
- | hung above the hills casting a dim light on the snow and the silent white mountains which looked more ghostly than ever in the pale half-moon light. | + | |
- | When we reached the head of the glacier the first rays of the sun stepped across the ranges, and far away the blue seats faint horizon gleamed with an alpine dawn, when blue and primrose shaded into rose and violet above the mystic bank of clouds, a ghostly horizon hung far up in the heavens to match the ghostly mountains. Then we reached the vast snow-fields from which rise the highest of the Alps, and down which runs a clear blue rill between the white hills. | + | |
- | The snow-fields were threaded with labyrinthine mazes of crevasses between which we laboriously made our way. There were several steep pinches, but we did not rope. It is much pleasanter to cliffa | + | |
- | with it I sometimes wonder whether it would be of much use on a steep ice-slope if anyone slipped. I have come to the conclusion that the only thing to do on | + | |
- | such slopes is not to slip! | + | |
- | Bic Mac was about the only mountain fairly free from dangerously hanging ice, so we decided on this It is only a mall peak, but the summit rocks | + | |
- | proved about the most difficult climbing I have ever done on account of the icy conditions. The first eighty feet of the rocks took us three hours: After Bic Mac, we climbed Du Fresne, only a snow-hump,'but it provides a wonderful | + | |
- | view of the precipices of Mount Cook and the ice-ridge of Mount Tasman, this day mountains of stainless white against a heaven of stainless blue. | + | |
- | After a twelve and a half hourls | + | |
- | about five hours before it was time to get up. As a matter of fact we did get up when the alarm rang, but, as it started to rain soon after, we made our way dawn the glacier to Weheka instead of up the mountains, for it was my last day. | + | |
- | And that is the end of the quest for unclimbed mountains in New Zealand. | + | |
- | And such is the exhilaration of those high places that, in spite of the weather and the folly of carrying too heavy a pack, I arrived back superbly fit, with | + | |
- | that delicious feeling when food is supremely interesting and irresistibly | + | |
- | fascinating. After six years without a proper holiday it was a feeling I had | + | |
- | forgotten | + | |
- | 10 4- | + | |
- | I. It doesn' | + | |
- | look as if | + | |
- | Paddy got | + | |
- | his maneyts | + | |
- | this time. | + | |
- | But if this | + | |
- | reminds you | + | |
- | that you will always get | + | |
- | your moneyts | + | |
- | from Paddy | + | |
- | then he | + | |
is content. | is content. | ||
- | F. A. num', | + | |
- | 312 George St., (Over Hallamts) | + | |** ' |
- | Opp. Wynyard Station. | + | |
- | ' | + | |
- | -11 | + | ===== The Great Kowmung Conspiracy ===== |
- | TIE L.T.?.EAT 1;', | + | |
- | When George | + | When George |
- | As we had only 4 days for our trip, we went by car direct to Yerranderie, | + | |
- | The Church Creek route to the Kowmung was our choice, but meeting a liushman | + | As we had only 4 days for our trip, we went by car direct to Yerranderie, |
- | Two or three miles downstream we came to the entrance to the Bulga Denis canyon, where camp was made, ': | + | |
- | On the following day history repeated itself. We had heard terrible tales of the lower Kownung | + | The Church Creek route to the Kowmung was our choice, but meeting a bushman |
- | its way expecting the worst and the worst never came. Starting about 8 o' | + | |
- | From the Cedar Road for two or three miles there is a broad easy track (which seems to be a continuation of the road) then a crossing, recross, then stay on the left bank till you reach the Cox. | + | Two or three miles downstream we came to the entrance to the Bulga Denis Canyon, where camp was made, between |
+ | |||
+ | On the following day history repeated itself. We had heard terrible tales of the lower Kowmung | ||
+ | |||
+ | From the Cedar Road for two or three miles there is a broad easy track (which seems to be a continuation of the road) then a crossing, recross, then stay on the left bank till you reach the Coxs.\\ | ||
(By the way: a tip for all intending voyagers - always cross the river where cattle cross. They, | (By the way: a tip for all intending voyagers - always cross the river where cattle cross. They, | ||
- | As we =ached | + | |
- | So much for the Kawmung | + | As we munched |
- | - 12 | + | |
- | encountered some young men loafing just below Black Dog. They enquired about | + | So much for the Kowmung |
- | the Kaumung, so we entered into the of the game and told them - just | + | |
- | enough to make them g:i.ve izp any idea of tackling it. Their chief concern seemed to be a desire to ehoot kangaroos and wallabies so we felt Quite justified. | + | Our final camp was on the Cox at Cedar Creek and on New Year's Day we set off over the back track (not marked on Blue Mountains - Burragorang map) which climbs the ridge at the lower side of Cedar Creek and skirts |
- | Our final camp WRT on the Cox at Cedar Creek and an New Year's Day we set off over the back track (not marked on Blue Mountains - Burragorang map) which climbs the ridge at the lower side of Cedar Creek and skirts | + | |
- | So our journey draws to a close, Most of you have shaken hands with Mr. Maxwell - if not, do so. TVs an exciting experience (especially for girls). | + | So our journey draws to a close, |
Edgar Yardley. | Edgar Yardley. | ||
- | p.a. About that Kowmung Conspiracy. Keep it dark! | + | |
- | AN EASTER TRIP | + | P.S. About that Kowmung Conspiracy. Keep it dark! |
+ | |||
+ | ===== An Easter Trip ===== | ||
Why should terrible things happen to Bill Cawood and me at Easter? | Why should terrible things happen to Bill Cawood and me at Easter? | ||
+ | |||
Easter 1934 we walked further, had more blisters, and contracted more ptomaine poisoning than all the other Bushwalkers put together. | Easter 1934 we walked further, had more blisters, and contracted more ptomaine poisoning than all the other Bushwalkers put together. | ||
- | Easter 1935, Ouchlt1 | + | |
- | Of course at Easter, as usual, the party left Sydney on Thursday night, I . worked on Saturday morning and followed on with Bill in the afternoon. | + | Easter 1935, Ouch!!! |
- | Arriving at the station two hours before the train was due to leave we walked up aiad down the platform eight or nine times and then parked ourselves in the only available space, the empty guard' | + | |
- | Clem Armstrong said we could sit on the arm of his seat, but we kept away from Clem he led the walk that things happened on last Easter. | + | Of course at Easter, as usual, the party left Sydney on Thursday night, I worked on Saturday morning and followed on with Bill in the afternoon. |
- | Well, our guards | + | |
- | - | + | Arriving at the station two hours before the train was due to leave we walked up and down the platform eight or nine times and then parked ourselves in the only available space, the empty guard' |
- | porter or something told us to get out, -.)12:, | + | |
- | thought we were a couple of damnations or perhaps | + | Clem Armstrong said we could sit on the arm of his seat, but we kept away from Clem, he led the walk that things happened on last Easter. |
- | Bill, being overome with a wave of generosity, pushed half a meat pie under the dogs nose and was immediately sniffed at and treated with utmost contempt. | + | |
- | I have had similar experiences to that when attempting to make conversation with a fellow traveller on a long distance train, and somehow that dove action told me that this trip was not going to be so good Well; about half past the time the train was due to leave ft looked as though it had taken two Seidlitz powders without mixing them first, the pressure of people inside bulged it almost to bursting point, | + | Well, our guard' |
- | After much blowing of whistles, clanging of bells and " | + | |
- | At Valley Heights the blow fell, I knew I should turn back in the direction of home, but alas I didntt. The blow came in the form of a guard e Yes, he wanted our box, he looked at us, then at the dog, decided it was to be the dog's company, and then in the polite manner usually adopted by a public servant he asked us to leave. | + | Bill, being overome with a wave of generosity, pushed half a meat pie under the dog' |
- | The other forty people in the box compartment that we were transferred to left us at Katoomba, and Bill docided | + | |
- | Arriving at Mount Victoria we set out along the Great Western Road and were just passing | + | I have had similar experiences to that when attempting to make conversation with a fellow traveller on a long distance train, and somehow that dog' |
- | Well, everything | + | |
- | Outside a farm stood a large sign, and on that sign was one word CIDER-- Cider! | + | After much blowing of whistles, clanging of bells and " |
- | -14 - | + | |
- | your back into your boots and the icy blast whistled around your leg. Can you imagine anyone drinking CIDER? As ridiculous as travelling for ice chests in Greenland | + | At Valley Heights the blow fell, I knew I should turn back in the direction of home, but alas I didn't. The blow came in the form of a guard. Yes, he wanted our box, he looked at us, then at the dog, decided it was to be the dog's company, and then in the polite manner usually adopted by a public servant he asked us to leave. |
- | At Little Hartley stood another sign and on that sign was "Six Miles to Cox River" but it didn!t say what type of miles they were. They were the longest, coldest, wettest and most miserable miles in existence. When about five of those miles lay behind us we began to go down into a valley, and when my teeth ceased | + | |
- | Now that hill was catching the full force of the icy wind and a fair share of the driving rain, we noticed the trees had not a leaf on them to protect themselves or us and they were not ring-barked. No Sir, the leaves were just plain " | + | The other forty people in the box compartment that we were transferred to left us at Katoomba, and Bill decided |
+ | |||
+ | Arriving at Mount Victoria we set out along the Great Western Road and were just passing | ||
+ | |||
+ | Well, everything | ||
+ | |||
+ | Outside a farm stood a large sign, and on that sign was one word CIDER ---- Cider! | ||
+ | |||
+ | At Little Hartley stood another sign and on that sign was "Six Miles to Cox River" but it didn't say what type of miles they were. They were the longest, coldest, wettest and most miserable miles in existence. When about five of those miles lay behind us we began to go down into a valley, and when my teeth ceased | ||
+ | |||
+ | Now that hill was catching the full force of the icy wind and a fair share of the driving rain, we noticed the trees had not a leaf on them to protect themselves or us and they were not ring-barked. No Sir, the leaves were just plain " | ||
At this juncture I heard a slight disturbance behind me and looking around saw Bill pivotting at terrific speed on the wet clay, he created a grand finale by throwing his feet in the air, making a forced landing, to lie prone upon the ground with the rain falling on his upturned face. | At this juncture I heard a slight disturbance behind me and looking around saw Bill pivotting at terrific speed on the wet clay, he created a grand finale by throwing his feet in the air, making a forced landing, to lie prone upon the ground with the rain falling on his upturned face. | ||
- | When the profanity had cleared the atmosphere and warmed it a little we mex along the bank of the river (where the road crosses) some large camp fires, but we knew they did not belong to our party because that's where they said they would bet, We found than a mile down river, a mile that took UB an hour -be cover owing to nettle forests and rabbit warrens as big and as deep as a well. At long last we arrived in camp and ate and ate, just pausing long enough to tell the rest of the party what we thought of the trip. | + | |
- | Having been told not to bring my tent I foolishly left it at home and had to sleep in a 6 x 8 tent with well, I don't know haw many, but I asked them to number from the right and when it got to eight Arthur Hellyer didn't say anything, I don't think he knows what comes after eight. What does anyhow? And at last I slept spasmodically. | + | When the profanity had cleared the atmosphere and warmed it a little we saw along the bank of the river (where the road crosses) some large camp fires, but we knew they did not belong to our party because that's where they said they would be. We found than a mile down river, a mile that took us an hour to cover owing to nettle forests and rabbit warrens as big and as deep as a well. At long last we arrived in camp and ate and ate, just pausing long enough to tell the rest of the party what we thought of the trip. |
- | SUNDAY. Getting breakfast over without any serious mishap I set off behind the party as usual; moved painfully forward and after travelling half a mile my stiffness wore off, the weather brightened a little, and shortly I heard the rich song of a ba.rd and the long clear note of another, a rabbit scurried | + | |
- | I could see on my left, mile after mile of ri2gbarked | + | Having been told not to bring my tent I foolishly left it at home and had to sleep in a 6 x 8 tent with ------ |
- | I was anxious to see the marvellous saddle that one can cross in a few minutes to meet the river again on the other side, thus making it unnecessary walk about two miles around the hairpin bend cf the river. It was all that I | + | |
- | _15 - | + | SUNDAY. Getting breakfast over without any serious mishap I set off behind the party as usual, moved painfully forward and after travelling half a mile my stiffness wore off, the weather brightened a little, and shortly I heard the rich song of a bird and the long clear note of another, a rabbit scurried |
- | had heard said of it truly as Jean Trimble described it "a real neck ot the woods" | + | |
- | After lunching under casuarinas on a typical Cox River bank we set forth again to absorb the peaceful scenery that gradually changed from soft grassy banks to cold hard granite none the less beautiful in spite of the ubiquitous ringbarked trees, | + | I could see on my left, mile after mile of ringbarked |
- | In a granite gorge the water gurgled and gushed while we slowly made our way over and around mighty pieces of granite that had at one time held a more austere position far up an the hillside to look down on its present lowly resting place. | + | |
- | We crossed the river on to a largo flat timbered bank, and by the time the receding sunlight rimmed the top of the ridge opposite tents were erected, fires were blazing and the odour of grills filled the air. | + | I was anxious to see the marvellous saddle that one can cross in a few minutes to meet the river again on the other side, thus making it unnecessary |
+ | |||
+ | After lunching under casuarinas on a typical Cox River bank we set forth again to absorb the peaceful scenery that gradually changed from soft grassy banks to cold hard granite none the less beautiful in spite of the ubiquitous ringbarked trees. | ||
+ | |||
+ | In a granite gorge the water gurgled and gushed while we slowly made our way over and around mighty pieces of granite that had at one time held a more austere position far up on the hillside to look down on its present lowly resting place. | ||
+ | |||
+ | We crossed the river on to a large flat timbered bank, and by the time the receding sunlight rimmed the top of the ridge opposite tents were erected, fires were blazing and the odour of grills filled the air. | ||
A few happy hours were spent around a blazing log fire while voices were raised in song or we listened intently to a lone story teller. At length the sleeping bag lured us away, the fire sent a mellow glow up through the trees, and the sound of the bubbling river with the noises of the night replaced those of song and laughter. | A few happy hours were spent around a blazing log fire while voices were raised in song or we listened intently to a lone story teller. At length the sleeping bag lured us away, the fire sent a mellow glow up through the trees, and the sound of the bubbling river with the noises of the night replaced those of song and laughter. | ||
- | It was decided upon to climb over the ridge 500ft. on the right hand bank, | + | |
- | and to meet ths Cox on the other side, a decision that we all complied with because it was suggested by our able leader, " | + | It was decided upon to climb over the ridge 500ft. on the right hand bank, and to meet the Cox on the other side, a decision that we all complied with because it was suggested by our able leader, " |
- | From the top of the ridge we looked | + | |
- | The trip dawn the other side called for a lot of seat work and hobnails would have been a great asset. Crossing the Cox on to the Jenolan Track we | + | From the top of the ridge we looked |
- | progressed slowly along awing to the time saved by crossing the ridge and eliminating the rough granite-strewn distance around the bend. | + | |
- | Considerable time was spent in lunching near the church in Megalong Valley, then we repacked for the last time, set out for Nelliets | + | The trip dawn the other side called for a lot of seat work and hobnails would have been a great asset. Crossing the Cox on to the Jenolan Track we progressed slowly along owing to the time saved by crossing the ridge and eliminating the rough granite-strewn distance around the bend. |
- | It is a beautiful trip down the Cox, making one oblivious | + | |
- | its beauty, charm and interesting points. I only wish I could say the same | + | Considerable time was spent in lunching near the church in Megalong Valley, then we repacked for the last time, set out for Nellie' |
- | about the road walk out, but I suppose it doesn' | + | |
- | RAY BEAN. | + | It is a beautiful trip down the Cox, making one oblivious |
- | - 36 | + | |
- | TEE FEDERATION | + | Ray Bean. |
- | I have been asked to write about the Federation, which should by now, like Bushell' | + | |
- | Well now, who are, the Federation? These that follow are they, the Highlights, the Big Noises, the Strong and not Silent Ones, the Wielders of great Power and Influence. | + | ===== The Federation |
- | First - The Mighty Myles, King of Garawarra (Uncrowned), | + | |
- | Second - should have been first I suppose - Wally the President. Think he was the real inventor of the Federation. Signs articles that Great Myles writes. A. Dush Walker of Bush Walkers. Nice looking and loved by everyone. Oh You. | + | I have been asked to write about the Federation, which should by now, like Bushell' |
- | Third - Harold Buckland - Past President. Enthusiastic worker. Now married. | + | |
+ | Well now, who ** are**, the Federation? These that follow are they, the Highlights, the Big Noises, the Strong and not Silent Ones, the Wielders of great Power and Influence. | ||
+ | |||
+ | First - The Mighty Myles, King of Garawarra (Uncrowned), | ||
+ | |||
+ | Second - should have been first I suppose - Wally the President. Think he was the real inventor of the Federation. Signs articles that Great Myles writes. A Bush Walker of Bush Walkers. Nice looking and loved by everyone. Oh ** You**. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Third - Harold Buckland - Past President. Enthusiastic worker. Now married. | ||
Fourth - Joe Perrott, Vice President. A Worthy Man. | Fourth - Joe Perrott, Vice President. A Worthy Man. | ||
- | And Fifth p. The Secretary. Well, he's just a Hiker. " | + | |
- | HIKER" | + | And Fifth - The Secretary. Well, he's just a Hiker. "A what?" |
- | DON'T MENTION IT. Haven' | + | |
- | good enough for England and all America, is not good enough for us. We are . superior. We are - -"Oh go and burn up 3i3717 | + | " |
- | Thus the Federation -born THURSDAY | + | |
- | And now add the combined wisdom (My Word) of the assembled Council, mix well . | + | Thus the Federation - born Thursday |
- | together, and enjoy the result. For there has been a result, and even results, the first of which is that the Federation is now known as a Great Power in the Land. | + | |
- | And secondly - if you'd had no Federation, you wouldn' | + | And secondly - if you'd had no Federation, you wouldn' |
- | And all the people | + | |
- | hadn't suddenly found it had lost heat in its feet, there might, by now, have | + | And all the people |
- | been great business with the Removalists down Audley- way, and a second Great Exodus. | + | |
- | - | + | You would all still be orphans, and unable to get possession of YOUR rightful heritage, and none would even, as now, look at you in the tram or bus, with your ridiculous Pack, and even more ridiculous appearance, and say to someone else - in a half whisper |
- | You would all still be orphans, and unable to get possession of YOUR rightful heritage, and none would even, as now, look at you in the tram or bus, with your ridiculous Pack, aad even more ridiculous appearance, and say to someone else - in a half whizper | + | |
- | Fors, little Bush Walkers and Hikers (Oh sorry, it slipped out), you are now definitely, by the Federation' | + | For, little Bush Walkers and Hikers (Oh sorry, it slipped out), you are now definitely, by the Federation' |
- | And then your great great grandchild. What are we thinking of now, and to what dim and distant date are we projecting our minds: To none other than the let, of April, 2035, and the occasion of the Official Opening, assisted by the latest and most up-to-date squadron of aeroplanes, of the Great Western National Park and Primitive Phantasmagorical Area. The aeroplanes will be used to locate the original pioneering body of surveyors who set out to put the Area onto paper away back in 19580 Legend will have had it that they paraded along Narrow Neck one wintry day, and after due ceremony set out with a fierce desire to be really primitive. Their old marching anthem has been lost sight of, but it ended up somehow like this - "We all can be primitive, primitively primitive, (Whoopee). We all can be primitive now"0 Oh, these raw bloods1 | + | |
- | But I quite forgot about your great grandchild, and her survival is a little uncertain. It seems to be a toss up between her and the mosquitos at the | + | And then your great great grandchild. What are we thinking of now, and to what dim and distant date are we projecting our minds? To none other than the lst. of April, 2035, and the occasion of the Official Opening, assisted by the latest and most up-to-date squadron of aeroplanes, of the Great Western National Park and Primitive Phantasmagorical Area. The aeroplanes will be used to locate the original pioneering body of surveyors who set out to put the Area onto paper away back in 1958 (( ? Correct or typo for 1985? |
- | Battle of Maitland | + | |
- | ' | + | But I quite forgot about your great grandchild, and her survival is a little uncertain. It seems to be a toss up between her and the mosquitos at the Battle of Maitland |
- | 1111 keep the pot a:Byleing, | + | |
- | For see what my great grand aunt's done for me. At mountains ever smiling, | + | ' |
- | Or with Bush Walkers a/railing; | + | I' |
- | My Word, she Was a knock-out, Marie Bt. | + | For see what my great grand aunt's done for me.\\ |
- | And now I think that is enough about the Federation. It does its | + | At mountains ever smiling,\\ |
- | doubtful best. Be thankful for small mercies. And to us all - be kind. | + | Or with Bush Walkers a' |
- | TBEOBEE. | + | My Word, she was a knock-out, Marie B'. |
- | 18 - | + | |
- | S OCIAL NOTE S. | + | And now I think that is enough about the Federation. It does its doubtful best. Be thankful for small mercies. And to us all - be kind. |
+ | |||
+ | ** THEOBEE**. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== Social Notes ===== | ||
On Wednesday 12th. June, the First Fancy Dress Dance in the annals of the Sydney Bushwalkers was held at the Arts Club, Pitt Street, Sydney. The Variety of costumes and the ingenuity displayed by Members was exceedingly creditable and gave great satisfaction to the organising Committee. | On Wednesday 12th. June, the First Fancy Dress Dance in the annals of the Sydney Bushwalkers was held at the Arts Club, Pitt Street, Sydney. The Variety of costumes and the ingenuity displayed by Members was exceedingly creditable and gave great satisfaction to the organising Committee. | ||
- | On Friday 5th July, the Sydney Bushwalkers held a Social Evening | + | |
- | in aid of the funds of the forthcoming Annual | + | On Friday 5th July, the Sydney Bushwalkers held a Social Evening in aid of the funds of the forthcoming Annual |
- | voted a great success. | + | |
- | On the 12th4 July about 26 Members of the Club visited the Shanghai Cafe for supper. Great amusement was caused by the attempts of most to use the chop-sticks provided | + | On the 12th. July about 26 Members of the Club visited the Shanghai Cafe for supper. Great amusement was caused by the attempts of most to use the chop-sticks provided |
- | Members. This took the form of 3 1-Act Plays which were very creditably | + | |
- | On the 26th. July, Mr. W.J. Cleary gave an intensely interesting talk | + | On the 26th. July, Mr. W.J. Cleary gave an intensely interesting talk to the Members on four of his recent camping trips. Mr. Cleary' |
- | to the Members on four of his recent camping trips. Mr. Clearyts | + | |
- | particularly humourous and very attractive and as a result the talk was voted among the best. | + | The Bushwalkers' |
- | The Bushwalkerst | + | |
We extend our heartiest congratulations to Irene Smith and Bill Reilly on their engagement. May every happiness be theirs and every wish of their hearts. | We extend our heartiest congratulations to Irene Smith and Bill Reilly on their engagement. May every happiness be theirs and every wish of their hearts. | ||
- | FOR THE SOCIAL COMMITTEE, | + | |
- | R.D. BROWNE. | + | For the Social Committee, |
+ | |||
+ | R.D. Browne. | ||
Hon. Social Secretary. | Hon. Social Secretary. | ||
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