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| |Women|J. West|1st|Joyce Trimble|2nd| | | |Women|J. West|1st|Joyce Trimble|2nd| | ||
|Walking Championship|Men|W. Hall|1st|A. Whillier|2nd| | |Walking Championship|Men|W. Hall|1st|A. Whillier|2nd| | ||
- | |100 Yards Race|Men|J. Woods|1st|A. Watts|2nd| | ||
| |Women|Gwen Clarke|1st|D.Langworthy|2nd| | | |Women|Gwen Clarke|1st|D.Langworthy|2nd| | ||
+ | |100 Yards Race|Men|J. Woods|1st|A. Watts|2nd| | ||
+ | | |Women|J. West|1st|A. Collins|2nd| | ||
|Prospective Members 100 yards race|Men|J. Crosby|1st|N.Hellyer|2nd| | |Prospective Members 100 yards race|Men|J. Crosby|1st|N.Hellyer|2nd| | ||
| |Women|J. Atthill|1st|J. Hocking|2nd| | | |Women|J. Atthill|1st|J. Hocking|2nd| | ||
|Direction Finding|Men|A.Wyborn|1st|B. Ash|2nd| | |Direction Finding|Men|A.Wyborn|1st|B. Ash|2nd| | ||
| |Women|G.Clarke|1st|A. Collins|2nd| | | |Women|G.Clarke|1st|A. Collins|2nd| | ||
- | |Peanut Scramble|Men|A. Barrett|1st|Women|J.Wilkins|1st| | + | |Peanut Scramble|Men|A. Barrett|1st| | | |
+ | | |Women|J.Wilkins|1st| | | | ||
+ | Change is his mistress, chance his counsellor; | ||
+ | Love cannot hold him; duty forge no chains;\\ | ||
+ | The wide seas and mountains call him,\\ | ||
+ | And the grey dawns know his camp fires in the rain. | ||
+ | -- Anon. | ||
- | 1st. 2nd. | + | =====" |
- | 1st., 2nd. | + | |
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+ | By "One Who Tried" | ||
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+ | We were peacefully eating a late Sunday breakfast at the Sports Carnival, when we heard the loud voice of an Official ask, "Any starters for 'Find the Spot'"? | ||
- | Women. J. West 1st. | ||
- | A. Collins 2nd. | ||
- | Change is his mistress, chance hiscounsellor; | ||
- | And the grey dawns know his camp fires in the rain. | ||
- | -- Anon. | ||
- | - 3 - | ||
- | "FIND THE SPOT". | ||
- | We were peacefully eating a late Sunday breakfast at the Sports Carnival, when we heard the loud voice of an Official ask, "Any starters for 'Find the Spot'"? | ||
- | _once, its great fun, and it doesn' | ||
That sounds easy, I said to myself, and, carefully placing my porridge near the fire, to keep warm, I set off with my friend to receive my little list. | That sounds easy, I said to myself, and, carefully placing my porridge near the fire, to keep warm, I set off with my friend to receive my little list. | ||
- | At first it looked to me like a Chinese Laundry account, but when I had orientated it, I saw that the first line said "450 ;" - Walk 450 yards P7est - Good - but, where was est? I wracked my brains, where did that sun set the previous evening? Then I remembered that I had come into camp at dusk and had not seen it set at all. The folly of lying abed late was now made apparent. I hadn't seen the sun during the early morning either, and it had long since retired behind heavy clouds, and was of no assistance whatever. | + | |
- | I set off in what I hoped was a Westerly direction and began to pace out 450 yards. I counted and muttered my way along, hoping that instinct would automatically stop me when I had covered the required distance. I was concentrating hard when, suddenly I tripped over a stone hidden in the long grass. Dash! I had lost count of my steps and what's more had rolled over and come up facing the wrong directibn! | + | At first it looked to me like a Chinese Laundry account, but when I had orientated it, I saw that the first line said "450W" - Walk 450 yards West - Good - but, where was west? I wracked my brains, where did that sun set the previous evening? Then I remembered that I had come into camp at dusk and had not seen it set at all. The folly of lying abed late was now made apparent. I hadn't seen the sun during the early morning either, and it had long since retired behind heavy clouds, and was of no assistance whatever. |
- | Tenderly nursing a bruised shin, I decided to try the next direction on the list. It was "150 N.E.", | + | |
- | little later, a large, panting dog rushed past, followed by his master, | + | I set off in what I hoped was a Westerly direction and began to pace out 450 yards. I counted and muttered my way along, hoping that instinct would automatically stop me when I had covered the required distance. I was concentrating hard when, suddenly I tripped over a stone hidden in the long grass. Dash! I had lost count of my steps and what's more had rolled over and come up facing the wrong direction! |
- | Once more I consulted my list - I paced and counted my way along, first in this direction, and then that, but something must have gone wrong somewherelfor | + | |
- | I felt that I had been walking for a long time, and I was hungry. Thoughts returned to my abandoned breakfast. Then a " | + | Tenderly nursing a bruised shin, I decided to try the next direction on the list. It was "150 N.E.", -North East, now where would that be? I wet my finger and tried to "Find the Wind" like they do on sailing ships. Somebody had said, that morning, that the wind was a South Westerly, and I thought -- anyway, there was no wind, so, liking the look of a hillock ahead, I strolled to the top to see the view. And what did I see? The competitors had spread themselves over the whole countryside in an endeavour to find this elusive " |
- | ; | + | |
- | some thick scrub and there, | + | A little later, a large, panting dog rushed past, followed by his master, very red in the face, both looking exhausted. They had come a long, hard way. Once more I consulted my list - I paced and counted my way along, first in this direction, and then that, but something must have gone wrong somewhere, for then I stopped to look around again, the camp site had disappeared, |
- | Competitors were still struggling in from all points of the compass, blood stained knees and dusty clothes reminiscent of a test walk rather than a Sports | + | |
+ | I felt that I had been walking for a long time, and I was hungry. Thoughts returned to my abandoned breakfast. Then a " | ||
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+ | Competitors were still struggling in from all points of the compass, blood stained knees and dusty clothes reminiscent of a test walk rather than a Sports | ||
Soon we were all congratulating the fair haired lass who was announced the winner. | Soon we were all congratulating the fair haired lass who was announced the winner. | ||
- | I wandered back to camp - the fire was dead, my breakfast was stone cold,but what did it matter, I had had a morning' | + | |
- | OUT OWN MEETING | + | I wandered back to camp - the fire was dead, my breakfast was stone cold, but what did it matter, I had had a morning' |
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+ | =====At Our Own Meeting===== | ||
. ' | . ' | ||
The Club also has a wedding present for Ian Malcolm, but as he is living in the country we shall not have the pleasure of handing this to him personally. | The Club also has a wedding present for Ian Malcolm, but as he is living in the country we shall not have the pleasure of handing this to him personally. |
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