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-======"The Sydney Bushwalker"======
+====== "The Sydney Bushwalker" ======
 A Journal devouted to matters of interest to the Sydney Bush Walkers, 5 Hamilton St., Sydney, N.S.W.
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 No. 32. January, 1937.
-|Editor:-|Marie B. Byles|
+| Editor:-| Marie B. Byles|
-|Assistant Editor:-|Dinah Hearfield|
+| Assistant Editor:-| Dinah Hearfield|
-|Sales Manager:.-|W.J. Mullins|
+| Sales Manager:-| W.J. Mullins|
-|Editorial Committee:-|Doris Allden, Dot English, Ada Frost, Ian Malcolm, Peter Page.|
+| Editorial Committee:-| Doris Allden, Dot English, Ada Frost, Ian Malcolm, Peter Page.|
-=====Contents=====
+===== Contents =====
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-|Editorial|  2  |
+| Editorial|  2  |
-|Camping De Luxe, by Suzanne Reichard.|  3  |
+| Camping De Luxe, by Suzanne Reichard.|  3  |
-|Extracts from Letter From Wiff Aboard "Wandarra"|  4  |
+| Extracts from Letter From Wiff Aboard "Wandarra"|  4  |
-|"Paddy"|  6  |
+| "Paddy"|  6  |
-|Warrumbungle Mines, By A.W. Mills.|  7  |
+| Warrumbungle Mines, By A.W. Mills.|  7  |
-|Rhyme of the Hardy He-Men, from "The Tararua Tramper"|  8  |
+| Rhyme of the Hardy He-Men, from "The Tararua Tramper"|  8  |
-|Photography and the Walker, by R.W. Savage.|  9  |
+| Photography and the Walker, by R.W. Savage.|  9  |
-|A Week's Ramble Along the Cox Via Katoomba, By. E. Millard.|  11  |
+| A Week's Ramble Along the Cox Via Katoomba, By. E. Millard.|  11  |
-|Grose River, by Gordon Smith.|  13  |
+| Grose River, by Gordon Smith.|  13  |
-|Hikers or Bushwalkers ?|  16  |
+| Hikers or Bushwalkers ?|  16  |
-|Club Gossip|  17  |
+| Club Gossip|  17  |
-|Gadzooks by Dot English.|  18  |
+| Gadzooks by Dot English.|  18  |
-**STOP PRESS:** The stork again visited the Pallin's home on 30th. September and completed the "pigeon pair". We have it on good authority that Jennifer is delighted and congratulated her parents on their choice of a playmate for her. We trust that David George will be trained in the art of "Paddymade" for the benefit of future Bushwalkers.
+** STOP PRESS: ** The stork again visited the Pallin's home on 30th. September and completed the "pigeon pair". We have it on good authority that Jennifer is delighted and congratulated her parents on their choice of a playmate for her. We trust that David George will be trained in the art of "Paddymade" for the benefit of future Bushwalkers.
-=====Editorial=====
+===== Editorial =====
 This issue sees the innovation of two important things. Firstly, there is the appointment of Mr. W.J. Mullins as sales manager of "The Sydney Bushwalker." In accepting this position, Mr. Mullins will relieve the editor of the greater part of the work.
-Secondly, we have arranged that "The Sydney Bushwalker" may be obtained by annual subscription as well as for cash at the Club Rooms. For the sum of 4/6 per annum The Sydney Bushwalker" will be posted each quarter, free of charge, to your home a week before it is on sale at the Club Rooms. It has long been felt that it was most undignified that "The Sydney Bushwalker" should be hawked round the Club Rooms as if it were a kind of patent medicine which an enthusiastic salesman was trying to foist off upon a gullible public. An attempt to add the cost of "The Sydney Bushwalker" to the amount of the annual subscription for membership - as is done in most clubs - completely failed to win approval, you will remember, for about only half the members wish to obtain copies of it. It is now hoped that the institution of on annual subscription, apart from the annual subscription for Club membership, will strike the happy medium between the old method and the proposal which failed to win approval. For those who cannot afford to pay 4/6 in advance for the quarterly publication, it will still be possible to purchase at the Club Rooms. But it is hoped that all who can will adopt the annual subscription method. Subscriptions will be received either by the editor or the sales manager. "The Sydney Bushwalker" will appear on the first Friday of January, April and July, and the "Annual" in October.
+Secondly, we have arranged that "The Sydney Bushwalker" may be obtained by annual subscription as well as for cash at the Club Rooms. For the sum of 4/6 per annum "The Sydney Bushwalker" will be posted each quarter, free of charge, to your home a week before it is on sale at the Club Rooms. It has long been felt that it was most undignified that "The Sydney Bushwalker" should be hawked round the Club Rooms as if it were a kind of patent medicine which an enthusiastic salesman was trying to foist off upon a gullible public. An attempt to add the cost of "The Sydney Bushwalker" to the amount of the annual subscription for membership - as is done in most clubs - completely failed to win approval, you will remember, for about only half the members wish to obtain copies of it. It is now hoped that the institution of on annual subscription, apart from the annual subscription for Club membership, will strike the happy medium between the old method and the proposal which failed to win approval. For those who cannot afford to pay 4/6 in advance for the quarterly publication, it will still be possible to purchase at the Club Rooms. But it is hoped that all who can will adopt the annual subscription method. Subscriptions will be received either by the editor or the sales manager. "The Sydney Bushwalker" will appear on the first Friday of January, April and July, and the "Annual" in October.
 Another matter of interest is the arrangement for publication in "The Sydney Bushwalker" of maps drawn by members. It has always seemed a pity that valuable and useful maps and sketches of routes prepared by people who penetrate now country, should be filed away in the archives of the Walks Secretary. In future it is proposed to ask all map-makers to trace a copy onto the necessary plate for re-production. These can then be copied at very small cost, and it is not anticipated that the price of "The Sydney Bush walker" need be increased. The fact that such maps will appear as often as they are available is an added reason why you should make sure of your copy of "The Sydney Bushwalker" by paying an annual subscription for it.
-=====Camping de Luxe=====
+===== Camping de Luxe =====
-====Being the Experiences of Suzanne Reichard at the Bungalow Camp, Yosemite National Park, U.S.A.====
+==== Being the Experiences of Suzanne Reichard at the Bungalow Camp, Yosemite National Park, U.S.A. ====
 The total area of the Park is 11,000 sq. miles, while that of the Yosemite Valley is only about 10 sq. miles, so that the Valley is only a very small portion of the Park. The Valley is about 4,000 ft. high and is surrounded by walls of rock towering over 3,000 ft. above it. The entrance is quite narrow and is guarded by two magnificent rock-sentinels, El Captain and Cathedral Rock. El Captain is extraordinarily impressive; it is a sheer vertical wall of smooth, polished granite, rising thousands of feet above the valley. The Merced river winds its way along the floor of the valley, which is entirely filled with giant pines and cedars.
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 The fire-fall is something quite special to Camp Curry. First we were told the story of the origin of the fire-fall; how away back in 1882 an old Scot, who was exploring the trails of the National Park, used to camp up on Glacier Point and how, when his camp-fire had burned down at night, he used to kick it over the edge. One night someone in the valley below saw this happen and offered the old Scot five dollars to make a fire-fall for him the next evening. After this the Scot met several different people and offered to make a personal fire-fall for each of them for five dollars...but of course there was only the one fire-fall! In 1899 when David Curry founded Camp Curry, he continued the custom, and there has been a fire- fall at Camp Curry every night since. Exactly at 9 o'clock we were told to look towarde Glacier Point, and a man called out "Hel-lo Gla-cier Point!!" After a while the answer came faintly from 3,000 ft. above, "Hel-lo Camp Curry!!" and Camp Curry replied: "Let the fire fa-all!!" Then to the chant of an Indian song, a stream of fire poured over the cliff on to a ledge 1,400 ft. below. Anything quite so beautiful it would be difficult to imagine. Ann and I felt almost reverent. Afterwards we retired to our log-cabin and gazed at the stars and the pine-trees. We felt at peace with the world.
-=====Extracts from Letter From Wiff Aboard "Wandarra"=====
+===== Extracts from Letter From Wiff Aboard "Wandarra" =====
 "Now for my second wonderful trip. I heard about it in Cairns. The John Burke Line of steamers runs the "Wandarra" from Brisbane to Burketown, calling at Townsville, Cairns, Cooktowm [Cooktown], Port Stewart, Lockhart Mission, Portland Road, Thursday Island, Normanton and Burketown. Cooktown is a has-been place; should be burnt down; old, neglected shops and houses, and goats and pubs. That's all I saw in it. I'm told it's a very cheap place to live in; rent 2/6 a week and you could live well on 20/- - so when I get the old age pension, I'll go and finish my days. We arrived at Port Stewart at midnight, and a luggar came alongside - six jet black abos., white skipper and a fat wife; a rare nigger driver. Gold Portland Road was all excitement. We had on board about a dozen going to try their luck; 16 ozs to the ton. That would make anyone's mouth water and give them gold fever. The finder wants £50,000 for his show. Any S.B.W. can have it at that price. A couple of miners took their wives with them. Don't think they're a poor lot - quite the opposite. You can't hope for success there unless you've cash behind you, and muscle too. It is all hard rock that has to be blasted away."
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 "Our ship is stuck in the mud, and we have to wait for next tide - only one tide in 24 hours. I'm in my singlet and shorts, baking in the sun. We are getting plenty of food - morning tea at 6; 3-course breakfast at 8; tea at 11; dinner at 1; tea at 4; 3-course tea at 6; supper at 9:30. I'm missing some of the 11's and 4's; I don't want to get too fat for the crocs. at Cape York. If any S.B.W's. want to come up here they can book at Brisbane for the round trip, which takes four weeks or a little more. It is a most wonderful trip; visiting places every day or two, seeing something entirely different to down south. The fare is £24 plus 10% for a 2-berth cabin. There is only one trip a month, so I think it might be better to write John Burke Ltd., Flour Mill Wharf, Stanley St., South Brisbane, to find out when the boat leaves. The journey can be broken at Cape York and you can pick up the steamer a week or five weeks later. Mr. Vidgeon is starting a guest house at £3/3/- a week, with entertainment cruises, hunting and fishing. My next letter will give you details. We got off the sand or mud bank at 3 o'clock in the morning, and went about 20 miles up the Norman river to meet a lighter, that never turned up. On the wharf was a tame Native Companion, which followed us about 3 miles out along the track and back again. There were heaps of kangaroos, hopping all over the place. They are small and a light buff colour. I saw a lot of big feet marks and wondered what strange bird they had up here. Billy Turnbull said they were cassowarys. There was a chap on the wharf selling small stuffed and varnished crocodiles at £2/2/- each. He said there were plenty of live ones in the river....I swam in the cattle tank. The men don't bring their wives up here - it's too hot. They have housekeepers instead. I talked to two of them and they like the life. The meatworks does killing and freezing for export. A black rowed up to the steamer with a load of Barramundi fish to be put aboard for Brisbane. The boat finished loading at 3 o'clock next morning, and we set off for Burketown and pulled up about five miles from the entrance of Albert River, awaiting the tide at 3 o'clock next morning, to go into Burketown. We never got in the river; a lighter came out to us and we unloaded for Roper River, Mornington Mission Island, Burketown and several other places along the far side of the Gulf. The lighter goes to Burketown, then unloads into another lighter for cargo further afield. This takes it three, weeks to deliver its cargo, then it comes back for the "Wandarra's" next trip in four weeks' time. We leave the boat about four hours after at Cape York for four weeks. If we like it, we may stay eight weeks, then go straight home to Sydney. Billy Turnbull would be glad to have letters from Bushwalkers. (Stamped addressed envelopes would help). He is very interesting to talk to. Not a rough chap, as you would imagine - just the opposite. Let all the members read this, for I know they are seeking something now and near to nature.
-Love to all, From Wiff."
+Love to all, From Wiff.""
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 G.W. Young
-=====A Good New Year=====
+===== A Good New Year =====
 is Paddy's wish to all Bushwalkers. Despite wars real and wars threatened, income tax paid and income tax threatened. Despite all the worries, cares and difficulties which will inevitably beset us in 1937, may we all be able to escape from time to time to the calm serenity and quiet solitude of the bush, thence to return refreshed and reinvigorated, ready to play a worthy part in the hurly burly of a daily life.
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 P.A. PALLIN,
-|__'Phone B.3101__. |F.A. PALLIN,|
+| __ 'Phone B.3101__ . | F.A. PALLIN,|
-|:::|327 George St., SYDNEY.|
+| :::| 327 George St., SYDNEY.|
-|:::|Opp. Paling's.|
+| :::| Opp. Paling's.|
-=====Warrumbungle Mines=====
+===== Warrumbungle Mines =====
-====Being an account of the Mines written by the Mine Manager to Miss E. Griffith.====
+==== Being an account of the Mines written by the Mine Manager to Miss E. Griffith. ====
 The Mine at Bugaldie has now been working for about 15 years, the earth in the early years being drawn by waggon to Coonabarabran, and trucked from there to Sydney. This was before the line was extended past that Station.
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 |  A.R. Mills,\\ Manager,\\ Bugaldie Mine.|
-=====Rhyme of the Hardy He-Men=====
+===== Rhyme of the Hardy He-Men =====
 Tough, tough, tough,\\
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 To be tough, tough, tough.
-|  - J.|
+- J.
 (From "The Tararua Tramper." The "Tararuas" apparently have more of such heroes than the S.B.W.!)
-=====Photography and The Walker.=====
+===== Photography and The Walker. =====
-|  By R.W. Savage.|
+By R.W. Savage.
 It is only natural that the majority of walkers should be interested in photography - probably no other recreation offers so great a scope for viewing nature in her many moods, and according to our ability, we endeavour to catch and retain impressions which will recall pleasant memories of the great "out of doors."
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 These requirements demand that the camera should be of the miniature type, with preferably, a very rigid self-erecting front. The lens should not be slower than f=6.3 and may with advantage be as fast as f=3.6. The shutter speeds should include 1/25, 1/50 and 1/100 second. Faster and slower additional speeds will increase the scope of the camera. A direct vision eye level view-finder, preferably of the optical type, will make for faster working, increased steadiness and better composition.
-Size is the next point to be considered, for this affects the original weight of the camera, the weight of negative material and the resultant picture. Some walkers carry the panel size (4½" x 2½") ((4.5 inches x 2.5 inches))  - I do myself, and consider it worth the weight. In view of modern developments, however, this size must be considered as the largest practicable, and the majority of walkers will favour one of the following:-\\
+Size is the next point to be considered, for this affects the original weight of the camera, the weight of negative material and the resultant picture. Some walkers carry the panel size (4½" x 2½") (( 4.5 inches x 2.5 inches))  - I do myself, and consider it worth the weight. In view of modern developments, however, this size must be considered as the largest practicable, and the majority of walkers will favour one of the following:-\\
-¼" x 2¼" ((3.25 inches x 2.25 inches)) - 8 exposures per film or half this size 2¼" x 1¾" ((2.25 inches x 1.75 inches)) with 16 exposures per film.\\
+¼” x 2¼” ((3.25 inches x 2.25 inches)) - 8 exposures per film or half this size 2¼” x 1¾” (( 2.25 inches x 1.75 inches)) with 16 exposures per film.\\
-½" x 1?" ((2.5 inches x 1.625 inches)) - 8 " " " " " " 1?" x 1¼" ((1.625 inches x 1.25 inches)) " 16 " " " "\\
+½” x 1?” (( 2.5 inches x 1.625 inches)) - 8 ” ” ” ” ” ” 1?” x 1¼” ((1.625 inches x 1.25 inches)) ” 16 ” ” ” ”\\
-½" x 1" ((1.5 inches x 1 inch)) - 36 exposures on a strip of 35 m.m. cine film.
+½” x 1” (( 1.5 inches x 1 inch)) - 36 exposures on a strip of 35 m.m. cine film.
 Concurrently with the development of these new cameras, the film manufacturers have been producing new negative material, until the amateur of to-day can select from over a dozen different types, ranging from the old standard films to multicoated, panchromatic, infra red and natural colour film, All have their respective uses, but those most favoured by the walking fraternity are the multicoated films of medium colour sensitivity, such as Verichrome, Isochrom, and Selochrome and the panchromatic emulsions, put out by the same makers. All these films are much faster than the old standard films, thus permitting photographs under more adverse light conditions.
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 W. Wordsworth.
-=====A Week's Ramble Along the Cox via Katoomba.=====
+===== A Week's Ramble Along the Cox via Katoomba. =====
-__Evelyn Millard.__
+__ Evelyn Millard.__
 On Friday night, the 3rd. October, seven of us, to wit, Ada Meade, Hilma Galliott, Gordon Smith, Bernard Yardley (our most estimable leader), Ninian Melville, Max Gentle and I set out for a most enjoyable week's walk.
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 Early next morning the boys explored the Creek while Ada and I basked in the sun. They returned to camp about 11:15 and once more the familiar words "Moving off in 10 minutes" rang out, so off we went to Kill's old farm. On arrival there we helped ourselves to some oranges and lemons, had lunch just below the farm, and as our clothes were just clinging to us, we had another dip in the dear old Cox. Our next port of call was Seymour's where we chatted for awhile. We then moved on to McMahon's and met Mostyn Kill in the yard. We had been told his main characteristic was his very big toes, and Ada and I had a good opportunity of observing them. He was tinkering with an old battered lorry which possessed no horn, brakes, bonnet or seats, and in this contraption he was driving the MoMahon's to a wedding in Burragorang! We camped this night about half a mile passed MeMahon's and as the next day we would be in civilisation once more, Ada and I thought we would try to improve our hair, which had been allowed to run pretty wild all the week. We had lost all our bobbie pins, but I found a piece of ribbon and twisted it wound my head and Ada, a most resourceful person, wound a piece of her hair around a tent peg. She forgot she had it there end. when Bernard came to fold up his tent and could not find the peg, we all looked for it until Ada remembered it in her hair.
-Friday lunch time found us just near the junction of the Wollondilly and Cox Rivers. Now, up till this day we had had exceptionally good meals but this day an examination of the packs, we were only able to scrape together for lunch enough damper to have l½ ((1.5)) slices each, with cheese. Too soon did the 1½ ((1.5)) pieces sink in our cavities, and we were all left feeling rather light inside. Ada and Bernard had just started dividing the damper crumbs, when I remembered I had nearly 1 lb. of chocolate in a pocket of my pack. Thus we were saved from starvation, and we went happily on our way to Bimlo where we arrived at 5 o'clock; this was our final camping spot. To make up for the sorry lunch we had had, Ninian made us another good steamed pudding.
+Friday lunch time found us just near the junction of the Wollondilly and Cox Rivers. Now, up till this day we had had exceptionally good meals but this day an examination of the packs, we were only able to scrape together for lunch enough damper to have l½ (( 1.5)) slices each, with cheese. Too soon did the 1½ (( 1.5)) pieces sink in our cavities, and we were all left feeling rather light inside. Ada and Bernard had just started dividing the damper crumbs, when I remembered I had nearly 1 lb. of chocolate in a pocket of my pack. Thus we were saved from starvation, and we went happily on our way to Bimlo where we arrived at 5 o'clock; this was our final camping spot. To make up for the sorry lunch we had had, Ninian made us another good steamed pudding.
-On this, our last night of camping, we went to bed about 8:30, and at midnight or thereabouts all were awakened by merrymakers from an adjoining boarding house and by torches shining on the tents. We were very annoyed, but just __grinned__ and bore it, and after hearing various comments such as "Looks like a boy scouts' camp" and a discussion on our cooking gear, the marauders left us in peace and we just rolled over and went to sleep??????.
+On this, our last night of camping, we went to bed about 8:30, and at midnight or thereabouts all were awakened by merrymakers from an adjoining boarding house and by torches shining on the tents. We were very annoyed, but just __ grinned __ and bore it, and after hearing various comments such as "Looks like a boy scouts' camp" and a discussion on our cooking gear, the marauders left us in peace and we just rolled over and went to sleep??????.
-=====Grose River=====
+===== Grose River =====
 By Gordon Smith.
-In October, 1936, a party of youths, plus two ukuleles and a large assortment of chops, set out to walk in three days from Blackheath to Richmond via the Grose River - a distance of approximately 47 miles. Being without ma:s or experience they failed to realize haw far along the river they had come; became apprehensiare and sick, and finally left a trail of gear and bodies scattered along the river bank. Search parties were organised and great publicity was given by the newspapers to the episode. One writer likened the Grose to some tropical jungle on account of its difficulties, while another considered that five days was a reasonable time to devote to the trip.
+In October, 1936, a party of youths, plus two ukuleles and a large assortment of chops, set out to walk in three days from Blackheath to Richmond via the Grose River - a distance of approximately 47 miles. Being without maps or experience they failed to realize haw far along the river they had come; became apprehensive and sick, and finally left a trail of gear and bodies scattered along the river bank. Search parties were organised and great publicity was given by the newspapers to the episode. One writer likened the Grose to some tropical jungle on account of its difficulties, while another considered that five days was a reasonable time to devote to the trip.
-I was sceptical about it and meeting Max Gentle with similar ambitions, we decided to make an attempt the next week-end. That Max and I, excepting the ordinary element of accident, would reach Riohmond in two days, I had no doubt; but I was curious to know haw successful a girl would be. Being fortunate enough to have a friend who was both fast an a track and steady and reliable on the 'rough stuffs, I asked Hilma Galliott to accompany us.
+I was sceptical about it and meeting Max Gentle with similar ambitions, we decided to make an attempt the next week-end. That Max and I, excepting the ordinary element of accident, would reach Riohmond in two days, I had no doubt; but I was curious to know haw successful a girl would be. Being fortunate enough to have a friend who was both fast on a track and steady and reliable on the 'rough stuff', I asked Hilma Galliott to accompany us.
-Leaving Blackheath station at 9:30 on the Friday night, we walked to Govettss Leap, and after watching for a few minutes a brilliant full moon flood the valley below, we retired, to get as much sleep as possible before an early start on the morrow.
+Leaving Blackheath station at 9:30 on the Friday night, we walked to Govett's Leap, and after watching for a few minutes a brilliant full moon flood the valley below, we retired, to get as much sleep as possible before an early start on the morrow.
-I awoke at 5 a m. to see Max feverishly packing, and at 5:20 the party was on its way carrying a combined load of 50 lbs. of gear and food. A steady descent was made as far as the Falls, but then, while I reti,-.1 a shoe lace, Max and Hilma bolted. The track:to the Junction is extremely steep, composed mostly of dirt, and often slippery. In my efforts to join the others I ran all the way, miraculously turning corners an one wheel and avoiding a broken neck, but at the Junction they were mosso. ing the spur while I was a hundred yards back. I rock-hopped on the creek bed, but slipped and sbarkeds my knees. A mile downstream I Was metaphorically Virn their tails", and after recovering my breath, suggested that unless either of them had en urgent appointment in town that night, it might be advisable to reduce the pace to four miles per. The Blue Gum Forest was reached in 1 hour 25 mins., when some thought was given to the question of sustenance. Max hung his head and confessed to having forgotten some of the food list including butter.
+I awoke at 5 a m. to see Max feverishly packing, and at 5:20 the party was on its way carrying a combined load of 50 lbs. of gear and food. A steady descent was made as far as the Falls, but then, while I retied a shoe lace, Max and Hilma bolted. The track to the Junction is extremely steep, composed mostly of dirt, and often slippery. In my efforts to join the others I ran all the way, miraculously turning corners on one wheel and avoiding a broken neck, but at the Junction they were crossing the spur while I was a hundred yards back. I rock-hopped on the creek bed, but slipped and 'barked' my knees. A mile downstream I was metaphorically "on their tails", and after recovering my breath, suggested that unless either of them had an urgent appointment in town that night, it might be advisable to reduce the pace to four miles per. The Blue Gum Forest was reached in 1 hour 25 mins., when some thought was given to the question of sustenance. Max hung his head and confessed to having forgotten some of the food list including butter.
-At 8 a m. I led the way downstream. The bushfires at that stage had hardly touched the trees and bracken, and a very distinct track meandered along, at times close to the river, at others quite a distance away. The towering majesty of Mt. King George was left behind and Mt. Hay loomed up on our right front. For miles the left bank of the Grose was very rough and almost vertical, while the right bank was comparatively level, with gentle slopes declining from the foot hills of Mt. Hay. A steady pace was maintained for about seven miles, until the track became overgrown. Vines and bushes chopped us about for a while before I had sense enough to put on a shirt, and all three changed into long trousers. Tomah Creek was reached at 11t30 a m. and at mid-day, having done 17 miles that morning, a halt was called for lunch. A fine cave afforded some shade, and Max and I hit the water without delay. Hama had a dip around the corner, and as a result we all felt much better. Eating an basking in the sun was very pleasant, and two hours went quickly enough.
+At 8 a m. I led the way downstream. The bushfires at that stage had hardly touched the trees and bracken, and a very distinct track meandered along, at times close to the river, at others quite a distance away. The towering majesty of Mt. King George was left behind and Mt. Hay loomed up on our right front. For miles the left bank of the Grose was very rough and almost vertical, while the right bank was comparatively level, with gentle slopes declining from the foot hills of Mt. Hay. A steady pace was maintained for about seven miles, until the track became overgrown. Vines and bushes chopped us about for a while before I had sense enough to put on a shirt, and all three changed into long trousers. Tomah Creek was reached at 11:30 a.m. and at mid-day, having done 17 miles that morning, a halt was called for lunch. A fine cave afforded some shade, and Max and I hit the water without delay. Hilma had a dip around the corner, and as a result we all felt much better. Eating and basking in the sun was very pleasant, and two hours went quickly enough.
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+Max, who has an uncanny instinct for following tracks however overgrown, led the way; Hilma followed and I brought up the rear. The track was by no means flat, but Max followed it, such as it was, up and down the small rises with unfailing regularity, with Hilma hard on his heels. I had a shoelace complex. The lace became undone each time I got close to the others, and I had to start all over again. At 3 p.m. we reached what we at first took to be Hungerford's Creek. Some small bends were not mapped, and subsequently our error was realized. At 4:40 p m. the genuine Hungerford's Creek flowed in from a northerly direction. It had been a steady monotonous plod and twenty minutes' rest was taken. I swam again and we ate chocolate.
-Max, who has an uncanny instinct for following tracks however overgrown, led the way; Hilma followed and I brought up the rear. The track was by no means flat, but Max followed it, such as it was, up and down the small rises with unfailing regularity, with Hilma hard on his heels. I had a shoelace complex. The lace became undone each time I got close to the others, and I had to start all over again. At 3 p m. we reached what we at first took to be Hungerfordts Creek. Some small bends were not mapped, and subsequently our error was realized. At 4:40 p m. the genuine Hungerfordts Creek -flowed in from a northerly direction. It had been a steady monotonous plod and twenty minutest rest was taken. I swam again and we ate chocolate.
+Between 5 p.m. and 6 p.m. several suitable caves appeared, each with mod. cons. and water frontage, but it wastoo early to camp. At 6 p m. a most unpleasant defile, rocky and inhospitable, greeted our eyes. The track zig-zagged through lantana, ordinary prickly bushes and rocks, and was obliterated once or twice by a landslide of dirt and boulders. It was ever thus at camp time. At 6:10 advantage was taken of a small cave where the approach to the water was atrocious and the water itself shallow. But we had covered 25 miles and were all tired. Hilma and I were wearing light crepe-soled shoes and were footsore also. So we made the best of it, but the natural disabilities of the place hampered our preparations for food and slumber. The cave bed, although composed of sand, had a sprinkling of small rocks, and it was necessary for each to lie at all sorts of angles to secure a comfortable position.
-Between 5 p m. and 6 p m. several suitable caves appeared, each with mod. cons. and water frontage, but it wastoo early to camp. At 6 p m. a most unpleasant defile, rocky and inhospitable, greeted our eyes. The track zig-zagged through lantana, ordinary prickly bushes and rocks, and was obliterated once or twice by a landslide of dirt and boulders. It was ever thus at camp time. At 6:10 advantage was taken of a small cave where the approach to the water was atrocious and the water itself shallow. But we had covered 25 miles and were all tired. Hilma and I were wearing light crepe-soled shoes and were footsore also. So we made the best of it, but the natural disabilities of the place hampered our preparations for food and slumber. The cave bed, although composed of send, had a sprinkling of small rocks, and it VAS necessary for each to lie at all sorts of angles to secure a comfortable position.
+About 6 a.m. 1 opened my peepers and found Max lighting the fire. "Sound idea", thought I. My thigh muscles ached abominably and I could not adequately express my weary condition without risk of censorship. I thought of old age etc., and cocked a somewhat bleary eye over to where Hilma had sandwiched her form between two goolies. No doubt she had her share of aches and scratches, but after waking she seemed to be in reasonably good trim.
-About 6 a m. 1 opened my peepers and found Max lighting the fire. "Sound idea", thought I. My thigh muscles ached abominably and I could not adequately express my weary condition without risk of censorship. I thought of old age etc., and cooked a somewhat bleary eye over to where Hilma had sandwiched her form between, two goolies. No doubt she had her share of aches and scratches, but after waking she seemed to be in reasonably good trim.
+Breakfast was prepared slowly, and at 7:30 the party departed with a total lack of that "Kruschen" feeling. I was extremely sluggish and the others had to wait for me occasionally. I promised myself a swim at Wentworth Creek, but upon arriving there unexpectedly at 9:5 a.m., the crossing was remote from the river. A large sand cave showed evidence of its recent occupation by one of the lost chop-eaters. At 9:50 a crossing was made over the rocky and almost dry bed of Linden Creek, and half an hour passed very quickly, eating chocolate and resting the body,
-Breakfast was prepared slowly, and at 7:30 the party departed with a total lack of that "Eruschen" feeling. I was extremely sluggish and the others had to wait for me occasionally. I promised myself a swim at Wentworth Creek, but upon arriving there unexpectedly at 9:5 a m., the crossing was remote from the river. A large sand cave showed evidence of its recent occupation by one of the lost chop-eaters. At 9:50 a crossing was made over the rocky and almost dry bed of Linden Creek, and half an hour passed very quickly, eating chocolate and resting the body,
+Below Linden Creek for two miles was slightly the roughest part of the river. The track was missing altogether in some places. The boulders were large and numerous and covered with debris. Max led in his usual silent manner. In the rear, I was beginning to emerge from my lethargy. Of course, I cursed the prickly bushes occasionally, and once when my shin bone collided with a broken tree, cast reasonable doubts as to its ancestry. But the prospects of a swim and lunch appealed to me greatly.
-Below Linden Creek for two miles was slightly the roughest part of the river. The track was missing altogether in some places. The boulders were large and numerous and covered with debris. Max led in his usual silent manner. In the rear, I was beginning to emerge from my lethargy. Of course, I cursed the prickly bushes occasionally, and once when my shim bone collided with a broken tree, oast reasonable doubts as to its ancestry. But the prospects of a swim and lunch appealed to me greatly.
+At this stage Hilma was having a bad spin. Tired from the solid grind of yesterday, in her efforts to keep close behind the indefatigable Max, she had fallen a few times, and I caught up to find her in a heap, with a slight cut on the head and real pleased with everything. I offered my condolences, but she snarled at me, and I departed in a hurry. A hundred yards away was the foot of the track from Faulconbridge and the time was 11:45, There was a good pool here, and some protection from a shower of rain that fell. It was very pleasant to swim, eat and rest awhile. Three fishermen occupied a cave nearby, and we chatted to them before leaving.
-At this stage Hilma was having a bad spin. Tired from the solid grind of yesterday, in her efforts to keep close behind the indefatigable Max, she had fallen a few times, and 7 caught up to find her in a heap, with a slight cut on the head and real pleased with everything. I offered my condolences, but she snarled at me, and I departed in a hurry. A hundred yards away was the foot of the track from
+As it was only a reasonable half day's journey to Richmond from here, we were "on the pig's back", and restarted at 1:50 p.m., refreshed and full of confidence. The banks were not so rocky and sandy stretches (( rem: check this word)) appeared. Springwood Creek was passed at 3 p.m. and at 4:10 we reached a cave familiar to me, where I had camped some years ago. We finished the chocolate and waited here half an hour, Max and I having our last swim.
-Faulconbridge and the time Was 11:45, There Was a good pool here, and some protection from a shower of rain that fell. It was very pleasant to swim, eat and rest awhile. Three fishermen occupie& a cave nearby, and we chatted to them before leaving.
+Taking one last look at the river, our party climbed the hillside and followed a faint track along the top of the ridge in the direction of the road. The last stop was made at Yarramundi Bridge at 6 p.m. and a large party of Coast and Mountain Walkers was encountered. Wood was scarce, so their fire helped to make our coffee quickly. Offers of bread and butter were gratefully accepted, and I saw Hilma scrounging sweet biscuits from Gladys Parsons.
-As it was only a reasonable half dayls journey to Richmond from here, we were "an the pigs back", and restarted at 1:50 p m., refreshed and full of confidence. The banks were not so rocky and sandy -':-.:.etches appeared. Springwood Creek was- passed at 3 p m. and at 4:10 we reached a cave familiar to me, where I had camped some years ago. We finished the chocolate and waited here half an hour, Max_ and I having our la 3t swim.
+The other party were ready to go, and were away long before our departure at 7 p.m. In the gathering dusk we walked along the Richmond Road and reached the town at 7:50. Max was reckless enough to want a beer.
-Taking one last look at the river, our party climbed the hillside and followed a faint track along the top of the ridge in the direction of the road. The last stop was made at Yarramundi Bridge at 6 p m. and a large party of Coast and Mountain Walkers was encountered. Wood was scarce, so their fire helped to make our coffee quickly. Offbrs of bread and butter were gratefully accepted, and I saw Hilma scrounging sweet biscuits from Gladys Parsons.
+Monday found me with many aching muscles, and later, Max, who has few peers in rough country, confessed that bricklaying the next day had few joys for him. Hilma's performance speaks for itself, and I venture to say that it will be a long time before any mixed party again reaches Richmond in two days.
-The other party were ready to go, and were away long before our departure at 7 p m. In the gathering dusk we walked along the Richmond Road and reached the town at 7:50. Max was reckless enough to want a beer.
+----
-Monday found me with many aching muscles, and later, Max, who has few peers in rough country, confessed that bricklaying the next day had few joys for him. Hilmats performance speaks for itself, and I venture to say that it will be a long time before any mixed party again reaches Richmond in two days.
+Swags up! and yet I turn upon the way.\\
+The yellow hill against the dapple sky,\\
-Swags upt and yet I turn upon the way. The yellow hill against the dapple sky,
+With tufts and clumps of thorn, the bush whereby\\
+All through the wonder-pregnant night I lay,\\
-With tufts and clumps of thorn, the bush whereby All through the wonder-pregnant night I lay, Until the silver stars were mergedin grey - Our fragrant camp - demand a parting sigh; New tracks, new camps, and hearts forever high, Yet brief regret with every welcome day.
+Until the silver stars were merged in grey\\
+- Our fragrant camp - demand a parting sigh;\\
+New tracks, new camps, and hearts forever high,\\
+Yet brief regret with every welcome day.
 J. Le Gay Brereton.
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