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-THE SYDNYY BUSliJAL:=
+====== The Sydney Bushwalker. ======
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-No.91
+A monthly Bulletin of matters of interest to The Sydney Bushwalkers, 5 Hamilton Street, Sydney.
-A monthly Bulletin devoted to matters of interest to The Sydney Bushwalkers, 5 Hamilton Street, Sydney.
-JULY 1942
+----
-Price 3d.
+=== No. 91. July, 1942. Price 3d. ===
-Editor: Clare Kinsella Production: Yvonne Rolfe
-Assoc. Grace Jolly -Assistant: Alice Wyborn
+|**Editor**|Clare Kinsella|
-Business Manager: Alex. Colley Subscriptions: Jo Newland.
+|**Associate Editor**|Grace Jolley|
-C ONTENTS
+|**Business Manager**|Alex. Colley|
-e.
+|**Production**|Yvonne Rolfe|
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+|**Assistant**|Alice Wyborn|
+|**Subscriptions**|Jo Newland|
+===== In This Issue: =====
+| | |Page|
+|My Lady Goes Talking|I. A. B.| 1|
+|Water Worries on the Wollangambi|Edna Garrad| 3|
+|Rock Climbing in the City|Lyrebird| 5|
+|Technique of Hill Climbing|Marie B. Byles| 8|
-$
+|Some Aspects of Our Military Value|Ubi| 9|
+|Services Committee| |10|
+|Conservation|Abores Australia|11|
+|Federation Notes| |12|
+|Scorpio|Canopus|13|
+|Muskell and Dawn|L. Greenacre|13|
-My Lady Goes Talking See 0.
+|What do you think?| |14|
-Water Worries on the Wollangambi
+|Gloworm Gleams Again|???|15|
-Rock Climbing in the City ..
+|Wagging Tongues| |15|
-Technique of Hill Climbing  Sorn Aspects of Our Military Value .. Services Committee
+|Our Own Meeting| |16|
-Conservation
+|A word from the Librarian| |16|
-Federation Notes
+|The Voice of the Social Committee| |17|
-Scorpio
-Muskell and Dawn
+===== Advertisements: =====
-What do you think? GloWorm Gleams Again Wagging Tongues
-Our Own Meeting
+| |Page|
-A word from the Librarian  The Voice of the Social Committee Goodman Bros. Photo Supplies Advt.
+|Goodman Bros. Photo Supplies Advertisement|17|
-Paddy's Advertisement
+|Paddy's Advertisement|18|
-by I. A. B.
-by Edna Garraa by Lyrebird
+----
-by Marie B. Byles by Ubi
-..
+===== My Lady Goes Walking. =====
-by Abor,s Australia
+by I.A.B.
+My lady has a personality\\
+Especially when she goes walking\\
- It
+And it changes from walk to walk and from season to season\\
+It partly depends on the clothes she wears\\
+But it also delpends on her moods and her movements\\
+I am not thinking of the personality which she reveals when \\
-  by Canopus --
+she speaks that is different, something in which I\\
- by L. Gra:noon
+am not interested at the moment. I am only interested in\\
-MY LADY GOES WALKING
+her personality at the distance.
-by A.B..
-My lady has a parsonality
+Maybe it is early morning in the cool and she is wearing\\
-Especially when she goes walking
+dark blue shorts and a scarlet jumper. Her movements are\\
-And it changes from walk to walk and from season to season It partly depends on the clothes she wears
+light and brisk as she swings from one side of the track\\
-:Rut it also delpends on her in,-,ods and her movements
+to the other, leaping the fallen timber and dancing along,\\
-I am not thinking of the personality which she reveals when she speaks that is different, something in which I
+She fairly races at the foot of the hills and goes straight\\
-am not interested at the moment. I am only interested in her personality at the distance.
+up them and over with the effortless ease of a rosella swinging\\
-.
+in its flight. Her hair is hanging free with little bits of\\
-Maybe it is early morning in the cool and she is wearing
+bark still in it and the sunlight is shining on it.
-dark blue shorts and a scarlet jumper. Her movements are light and brisk as she swings from one side of the track to the other, leaping the fallen timber and dancing along, She fairly races at the foot of the hills and goes straight
-up them and over with the effortless ease of a rosella swinging in its flight. Her hairi's hanging free with little bits of bark still in it and the sinlight is shining on it.
+Maybe it is midday in the summertime and the way is uphill.\\
-Maybe it is midday in the summertime and the way is uphill.
+She is wearing a very brief pair of khaki shorts, a khaki shirt,\\
-She is wearing a very brief pair of khaki shorts, a khaki shirt, a Their of shoes and sox, a battered straw hat with_a drooping feather and nought else that I can observe except a monstrous heavy pack - if she might be said to be wearing it. All the colours are the same and they are the same as those of the rocks and the ground and the tree trunks and of everything else on which the harsh yellow sun is shining, Her moments are slow and laboured and the sweat is running from her in little trickles. She merges into the landscape which is perhaps just as well.
+a pair of shoes and sox, a battered straw hat with a drooping\\
-Maybe she is wearing wine coloured shorts and a grey shirt and steps along quietly with grace and dignity her blue rag hat flopping easily. If the grade is steep she will rest by a rock and fan herself with her blue floppy hat. Then she will move on slowly with her hands under her pack straps.
+feather and nought else that I can observe except a monstrous\\
-Or maybe she is climbing the mountain vertically with lilli-pilli
+heavy pack - if she might be said to be wearing it. All the\\
-in her hair, the berries brushing her brow as she looks down into the chasm below.
+colours are the same and they are the same as those of the rocks\\
-- .
+and the ground and the tree trunks and of everything else on which\\
-Or maybe she is striding along with a relentless vigour and set purpose accelerating slightly on the hills or as the heat increases or the journey lengthens
+the harsh yellow sun is shining. Her moments are slow and\\
-Or maybe she pads alo#g barefoot with the quietness and constancy and tirelessness of a small bush animal
+laboured and the sweat is running from her in little trickles.\\
-Maybe she is wearing long full slacks her legs like beautiful tree
+She merges into the landscape which is perhaps just as well.
-trunks, moving easily and languorously in the cool creek tracks or in the early morning, but becoming slow and laboured on the uphill grades
-Maybe she is wearing jodhpurs (especially if she comes from Melbourne). She may as well be wearing long sleeves and a big hat and boots too. Anyway the effect is to widen her beautiful form unduly in some parts and narrow it unnaturally in others. Her gait is gawky as if she had just alighted from a horse which she had ridden for the
+Maybe she is wearing wine coloured shorts and a grey shirt and steps\\
+along quietly with grace and dignity her blue rag hat flopping\\
+easily. If the grade is steep she will rest by a rock and fan\\
+herself with her blue floppy hat. Then she will move on slowly\\
+with her hands under her pack straps.
+Or maybe she is climbing the mountain vertically with lilli-pilli\\
+in her hair, the berries brushing her brow as she looks down into\\
+the chasm below.
+Or maybe she is striding along with a relentless vigour and set purpose\\
+accelerating slightly on the hills or as the heat increases or\\
+the journey lengthens
+Or maybe she pads along barefoot with the quietness and constancy and\\
+tirelessness of a small bush animal
+Maybe she is wearing long full slacks her legs like beautiful tree\\
+trunks, moving easily and languorously in the cool creek tracks\\
+or in the early morning, but becoming slow and laboured on the\\
+uphill grades
+Maybe she is wearing jodhpurs (especially if she comes from Melbourne).\\
+She may as well be wearing long sleeves and a big hat and boots too.\\
+Anyway the effect is to widen her beautiful form unduly in some\\
+parts and narrow it unnaturally in others. Her gait is gawky as\\
+if she had just alighted from a horse which she had ridden for the\\
 first time. She has achieved the height of non-seductiveness.
-As I said before my lady has a personality when she goes waking Sometimes bright and colourful like a mountain parrot. Sometimes dun and quiet like a heron
-And it is fortun-,te that it changes from time to time.
+As I said before my lady has a personality when she goes walking\\
-WATER WORRI.WS ON THE WOLLUTGAMBE
+Sometimes bright and colourful like a mountain parrot\\
-.
+Sometimes dun and quiet like a heron\\
+And it is fortunate that it changes from time to time.
+----
+===== Water Worries On The Wollangambe. =====
 by Edna Garrad.
-It was one of those trips where everything is prefixed by "if only". If only the train had not been an hour late, the service car driver would not have had to leave us at Mount Wilson for an hour whilst he did another job and we would have arrived at Mount Irvine for a normal lunch, instead of having it at about 3.45pm. This meant that instead of arriving at our intended first
-night camp site we had to carry water so that we might camp as soon as night cam:.
+It was one of those trips where everything is prefixed by "if only". If only the train had not been an hour late, the service car driver would not have had to leave us at Mount Wilson for an hour whilst he did another job and we would have arrived at Mount Irvine for a normal lunch, instead of having it at about 3.45pm. This meant that instead of arriving at our intended first night camp site we had to carry water so that we might camp as soon as night came.
-We did not know anyone who had mac's: Le trip into the Wollangamba ar-m the local opinion seemed to be that we woLLid not be successful. However our leader, Dorothy Lawry, picked out a likellooking-side creek on the map and we planned to climb down it to the Wollangamba Creek, follow down and came) at the junction of Bowens Creek, leave packs there and do a quick trip down to the Colo and back, then if possiblq to return via the ridge that rose between Bowens and WollanrPambA and back along the ridges to Mt.Irvine.
-We reached our intended first night camp site at about 10 a m.the following morning and as there was some doubt regarding the possibility of obtaining water on the ridges, we collected a couple of bags to take with us for the rest of the day. From Tesselate Hill we crossed a saddle and on the far side were confronted with the alternative of working either to the right or the left as the ridge was not negotiable. Unfortunately we went to the right and had a terrific time with lawyer vines and every known obstacle. (Imagine this with water bags!) At lunch time we found that we had gone beyond our main ridge and had to climb the spur and retrace some of our way. We had most impressive views of Wollangambe and Bowens Creeks and judging by the cliffs that line them both we realised that we were not to have an easy time. We camped at a point on the ridge above the gully we hoped to negotiate the following morning and then had a minor tragedy. One of the party tripped and spilt a bag of water: The other bag had sprung a leak and this left us with a billy about two thirds full. However we made do for the night and the following morning at crack of dawn I arose and went looking for water for breakfast. After climbing down through sbout four rows of cliffs I found a small pool and staggered back with the two bags (one leaking abominably). However it was clear that we could
+We did not know anyone who had made a trip into the Wollangambe area and the local opinion seemed to be that we would not be successful. However our leader, Dorothy Lawry, picked out a likely-looking side creek on the map and we planned to climb down it to the Wollangambe Creek, follow down and camp at the junction of Bowens Creek, leave packs there and do a quick trip down to the Colo and back, then if possible to return via the ridge that rose between Bowens and Wollangambe and back along the ridges to Mt. Irvine.
-at least negotiate a good distance down the creek 'and we sat forth in high hopes.
-There was very little water, just an occasional pool and we made good
+We reached our intended first night camp site at about 10 a.m. the following morning and as there was some doubt regarding the possibility of obtaining water on the ridges, we collected a couple of bags to take with us for the rest of the day. From Tesselate Hill we crossed a saddle and on the far side were confronted with the alternative of working either to the right or the left as the ridge was not negotiable. Unfortunately we went to the right and had a terrific time with lawyer vines and every known obstacle. (Imagine this with water bags!) At lunch time we found that we had gone beyond our main ridge and had to climb the spur and retrace some of our way. We had most impressive views of Wollangambe and Bowens Creeks and judging by the cliffs that line them both we realised that we were not to have an easy time. We camped at a point on the ridge above the gully we hoped to negotiate the following morning and then had a minor tragedy. One of the party tripped and spilt a bag of water! The other bag had sprung a leak and this left us with a billy about two thirds full. However we made do for the night and the following morning at crack of dawn I arose and went looking for water for breakfast. After climbing down through about four rows of cliffs I found a small pool and staggered back with the two bags (one leaking abominably). However it was clear that we could at least negotiate a good distance down the creek and we sat forth in high hopes.
-progress for quite a time. However we were then confronted with a very deep
-drop (which in normal times is probably a lovely fall) and it was clear that we must leave the bed of the creek. By this time the cliffs on the far side
+There was very little water, just an occasional pool and we made good progress for quite a time. However we were then confronted with a very deep drop (which in normal times is probably a lovely fall) and it was clear that we must leave the bed of the creek. By this time the cliffs on the far side were in sight and we felt that we must reach the Wollangambe after having got so near. We climbed out to the left and were fortunate in finding a reasonably simple way down.
-were in sight and we felt that we must reach the Wollangambe after having got
-so near. We climbed out to the left and were fortunate in finding a reasonably simple way down.
+Wollangambe Creek is delightful. Lots of water rushes between large boulders, sparkles over rapids and then lies in deep pools reflecting the high imposing cliffs. We had a swim and began rock hopping. It is a mile an hour country, and the trip altogether might be described as a five day test walk! The following morning we arrived at the junction of Bowens Creek, where we camped in a most delightful cave, situated about twenty feet above water level and with a soft sandstone floor and high roof. It was here decided that rather than go on to the Colo we would attack the ridge and see if there was any chance of our climbing it the follbwing day. We had no difficulty for some hundreds of feet and then came to a corner where there were good hand and foot holds but it was necessary for your body to hang out in space in a somewhat awkward manner. To express it mildly Grace did not care for the look of this manoeuvre and as by this time it was getting dark it was decided to turn back and risk the balance of the climb the following day.
-Wollangambe Creek is delightful. Lots of water rushes between largo
-boulders, sparkles over rapids and then lies in deep pools reflecting the high imposing cliffs. We had a swim and began rock hopping. It is a mile an
+It was much harder work next morning with packs, and Dorothy's pack was so heavy that each time it had to be lifted up a chimney or ledge, it had to be partly unpacked - gunny sacks and tent removed - and this of necessity made for slow going. Uttering encouraging words to my companions I dashed ahead in energetic fashion and again and again had to leave them perched on a narrow ledge whilst I went ahead and found negotiable ways up. I found later that they did not appreciate these waits. Grace sang every song she knew to keep her spirits up and as Dorothy looked down to the water some hundreds of feet below, her only comfort was that as we had no ropes (and therefore were not mountaineering) her personal accident policy would operate if the worst befell her. She also tried to imagine the discomfort of any coroner who might have to come out and view the scene of the accident!
-hour country, and the trip altogether might be described as a five day test walk: The following morning we arrived at the junction of Bowens Creek, where
-we camped in a most delightful cave, situated about twenty feet above water level and with a soft sandstone floor and high roof. It was here decided that rather than go on to the Colo we would attack the ridge and see if there was any chance of our climbing it the follbwing day. We had no
+When we came to the awkward corner previously referred to both girls refused point blank to go around it. I was absolutely determined at this stage that we would get up (actually it gave me the horrors to think of climbing down with the packs again) and after some difficulty found another way up. We did all kinds of unorthodox things and any experienced rock climber would have been horrified, but we got there! And was it worthwhile!
-difficulty for some hundreds of feet and then came to a corner where there were good hand and foot holds but it was necessary for your body to hang out
-in space in a somewhat awkward manner. To express it mildly Grace did not care for the look of this manoeuvre and as by this time it was getting dark it was decided to turn back and risk the balance of the climb the following day.
+I have seldom seen such a grand and impressive view and it ranks very close to Kanangara in my estimation. The top of the ridge for some distance is not more than 20 feet and it sweeps back somewhat like the prow of a ship. The creeks come together through the high cliff walls and then go out through another gorge to join the Colo. Needless to say we had not carried water up the ridge and we continued on until we reached the camp site above the creek we had climbed down. This was about 2.30 and we had not bothered about lunch.
-It was much harder work next morning with packs, and Dorothy's pack was so heavy that each time it had to be lifted up a chimney or ledge, it had to be partly unpacked gunny sacks and tent removed and this of necessity made for slow going. Uttering encouraging words to my companions I dashed ahead in energetic fashion and again and again had to leave them
-perched on a narrow ledge whilst I went ahead and found negotiable ways up. I found later that they did not appreciate these waits. Grace sang every
+Grace nobly offered to go down the gulley and get water, and Dorothy arranged to have a rest and meet her half way up and help with the water bags. In due course they set forth and I occupied myself making an arrow in stone to indicate to future parties where to turn off for water, etc. Dorothy returned about an hour after leaving camp but without Grace. Despite continual calling, and taking different routes going and coming she had missed her but naturally expected to find her in camp. Somewhat perturbed we set forth with torches. first aid kit, and billies to get water. We called continually and could not underatand why we received no reply.
-,song she knew to keep her spirits up and as Dorothy looked down to the water
-some hundreds of feet below, her only comfort was that as we had no ropes
+My imagination worked overtime and I had most dreadful mental pictures of what might have happpned to her. We went down to where I had got water and then further down the creek, but saw no sign of Grace.
-(and therefore were not mountaineering) her personal accident policy would
-operate if the worst befell her. She also tried to imagine the discomfort
+Returning to camp we persuaded ourselves that we were following her footprints, but this was a barren hope.
-of any coroner who might have to come out and view the scene of the accident:
-When we came to the awkward corner previously referred to both girls
+It was now dark and as a last resort Dorothy decided to go out on the ridge in the direction of Mt. Irvine and call from there. To our great delight we had a reply - from way across the valley some miles away.
-refused ,point blank to go around it. I was absolutely determined at this
-stage that we would get up (actually it gave me the horrors to think of climbing down with the packs again) and after some difficulty found another way Up. We did all kinds of unorthodox things and any experienced rock climber would have been horrified, but we got there: And was it worthwhilej
+It seems that Grace had missed her way going down, and rather than waste time had decided to come back to camp and get instructions from us. However she was then unable to find the way back through the cliffs (probably by this time most abominably tired after the morning climb) and she worked her way further and further to the right until she lost her sense of direction. When she at last heard Dorothy's voice she had got back to the top of the ridge, recognised certain features and realised where we were but without a torch decided that it would be futile to try and reach us and was resigned to curling up where she was for the night (Still poor soul without water).
-I have seldom seen such a grand and impressive view and it ranks
-very close to Kanangara in my estimation. The top of the ridge for some
-distance is not more than 20 feet and it sweeps back somewhat like the prow of a ship. The creeks come together through the high cliff walls
-and then go out through another gorge to join the Cob, Needless to say we
-had not carried water up the ridge and we continued on until we reached
-the camp site above the creek we had climbed down. This was about 2.30 and we had not bothered about lunch.
-Grace nobly offered to go down the gulley and get water, and Dorothy arranged to have a rest and meet her half way up and help with the water bags. In due course they set forth and I occupied myself making an arrow in
-stone to indicate to future parties where to turn off for water, etc.
-Dorothy returned about an hour after leaving camp but without Gpace. Despite continual calling, and taking different routes going and coming she had missed her but naturally expected to find her in camp. Somewhat perturbed we set forth with torclaragt arst aid kit, and billies to get water. We
-called sontinually and could not underatazd wily we received no reply.
-.
-My imagination worked overtime and I had most dreadful mental
-pictures of what might have happpned to her. We went down to where I
-had got water and then further down the creek, but saw no sign of Grace. Returning to camp we persuaded ourselves that we were following her footprints, but this was a barren hope.
-It was now dark and as a last resort Dorothy decidd to go gut on the ridge in the direction of Mt.Irvine and call from there. To our great delight we had a reply from Way across the valley some miles away.
-It se ms that Grace had missed her way going down, and rather than waste time had decided to come back to camp and get instructions from us. However she was then unable to find the way back through the cliffs (probably by this time most abominably tired after the morning climb) and she work,d her way further and further to the right until she lost her sense of direction. 1"Then she at last heard Dorothy's v,ice she had got back to the top of the ridge, recognised certain features and realised where we were but without a torch decided that it would be futile to try and reach us and was resigned to curling up where she was for the night (Still poor soul without water).
 It was a very happy reunion when Dorothy and she got back into camp and three hungry women put away an enormous tea (which included a pan full of meat fritters each) before turning in to a well deserved rest.
-.Next day we got back to Mount Irvine. It was a strenuous trip but most satisfying and we heartily recommend this country to our fellow walkers.
-ROCK CLIMBING IN THE CITY
+Next day we got back to Mount Irvine. It was a strenuous trip but most satisfying and we heartily recommend this country to our fellow walkers.
-by "LYREBIRD".
-My friend Bill and I had not been in the bush for a long time. 77e work at  making  for which you can see is a pretty
+----
-imDortant war time job and we felt we must have a break. At last we managed to get a weekend off, both of us, r7e wanted to do something strenuous and thought of a few rock faces we knew on King George, so we hopped up to the railway to catch thp 1.30 train for the mountains.
-"Sorry", said the chap at the booking office, "no travelling unless' on a war time work."
+===== Rock Climbing In The City. =====
-My friend Bill and I looked at each other. 7e had been so busy making -------- flax- ------- that we werentt up in these matters and didn't
-know of the big -change over. 7e got the same answer everywhere orl t at it dawned on us that the only place we could go was round the harbour on Showboat or on a run to the zoo.
+by "Lyrebird".
-My friend Bill wouldn't agree to either of these, he was determined to do some climbing. "I've an idea," he said, "we'll stay ris ht here, cam-o in the city and tomorrow well climb the harbour bridge."
-"Now don't be a fool Bill, we'll never Ret away with a thing li7oe the police would be onto us in half a second," I replied.
+My friend Bill and I had not been in the bush for a long time. We work at ... making ... for ..., which you can see is a pretty important war time job and we felt we must have a break. At last we managed to get a weekend off, both of us. We wanted to do something strenuous and thought of a few rock faces we knew on King George, so we hopped up to the railway to catch the 1.30 train for the mountains.
-"Gantt you take a risk? We'll fix ,n ol without any trouble.
-After a fair amount of persuasion, I agreed. It was just about dark
+"Sorry", said the chap at the booking office, "no travelling unless on a war time work."
-now :,nd fairly cold so we thought it best to find a place to -out up the tent.
-We had no idea that plain earth was so difficult to find in the city, everywhere we looked th,ra was either as haltspread over it, or a bii pile of bricks holding offices and things. It wasn't any use going to any of the parks, there were the many people about in spite of the cold nioht. At last we managed to find a bit of bare earth and we soon had the tent Our biggest problem was water and firewood, but my friend Bill is foirly
+My friend Bill and I looked at each other. We had been so busy making ... for ... that we weren't up in these matters and didn't know of the big change over. We got the same answer everywhere and at last it dawned on us that the only place we could go was round the harbour on Showboat or on a run to the zoo.
-resourceful. There had been rain a few days before and he hunted round till he found a pool in a gutter. There were no tadpoled iu it of course, but we thought we'd take a risk of its being pure, so Bill soaked it LIn with his
-handkerchief and squeezed it into the billy. raided a few "BE TIDY" tins and with Bill's old straw hat, we soon had a fire going and the billy
+My friend Bill wouldn't agree to either of these, he was determined to do some climbing. "I've an idea," he said, "we'll stay right here, camp in the city and tomorrow we'll climb the harbour bridge."
-boiling. As we didn't want to burn the whole of Bill's hat we went to bed early and slept well.
-Next morning we were wakened by some bird singing. A night-watchman
+"Now don't be a fool Bill, we'll never get away with a thing like that, the police would be onto us in half a second," I replied.
-on his way home, probably. :We packed quickly, had breakfast with cold tea
-and set off for the bridge.
+"Can't you take a risk? We'll fix them without any trouble.
-Of courae we could have climbed from right underneath up on the iron railings but my friend Bill wanted to do rock-climbing and we decided to try the pylon. 17e looked coldly at the policeman as we pretended to admire
-the bridge (really sizing u-e the situation) but decided to leave our packs
+After a fair amount of persuasion, I agreed. It was just about dark now and fairly cold so we thought it best to find a place to put up the tent. We had no idea that plain earth was so difficult to find in the city; everywhere we looked there was either asphalt spread over it, or a big pile of bricks holding offices and things. It wasn't any use going to any of the parks, there were too many people about in spite of the cold night. At last we managed to find a bit of bare earth and we soon had the tent up. Our biggest problem was water and firewood, but my friend Bill is fairly resourceful. There had been rain a few days before and he hunted round till he found a pool in a gutter. There were no tadpoles in it of course, but we thought we'd take a risk of its being pure, so Bill soaked it up with his handkerchief and squeezed it into the billy. We'd raided a few "BE TIDY" tins and with Bill's old straw hat, we soon had a fire going and the billy boiling. As we didn't want to burn the whole of Bill's hat we went to bed early and slept well.
-in his charge -- without asking, naturally, Then his back was turned, taking orily our coil of rope and some chocolates L.1:11 raisins in case we were hungry on the way up, we made a dash for the chimney on the eastern side and with
-my friend Bill leading, the ascent began.
+Next morning we were wakened by some bird singing. A night-watchman on his way home, probably. We packed quickly, had breakfast with cold tea and set off for the bridge.
-Footholds and landholds on trimmed granite are not very bi, but we've had a fair amount of experience and were not at all nervous.
-When we. were about half way up we heard a short but didn't like to
+Of course we could have climbed from right underneath up on the iron railings but my friend Bill wanted to do rock-climbing and we decided to try the pylon. We looked coldly at the policeman as we pretended to admire the bridge (really sizing up the situation) but decided to leave our packs in his charge - without asking, naturally. When his back was turned, taking only our coil of rope and some chocolates and raisins in case we were hungry on the way up, we made a dash for the chimney on the eastern side and with my friend Bill leading, the ascent began.
-look down as we had as much as we could do to hang on. Once my friend Bill's
-foot slipped and he slid down two blocks of granite but then he got a good
+Footholds and handholds on trimmed granite are not very big, but we've had a fair amount of experience and were not at all nervous.
-gri e and managed to pull himself up again. We kept plugging on steadily until we reached the level of the little windows in the side and decided
-..e:v1tr..h aver Ernm halo- to the underneath of the roadway. It was rather
+When we were about half way up we heard a shout but didn't like to look down as we had as much as we could do to hang on. Once my friend Bill's foot slipped and he slid down two blocks of granite but then he got a good grip and managed to pull himself up again. We kept plugging on steadily until we reached the level of the little windows in the side and decided to switch over from here to the underneath of the roadway. It was rather a ticklish job getting ourselves round the corner but Bill has double jointed knees and ankles and it's wonderful the things he can do. Once we were round the corner we found there was nothing else for it, we'd have to make a leap to get to the nearest steel stanchion. How Bill managed to turn from facing in towards the rock, I don't know, but he did.
-.
-. a ticklish job getting ourselves round the dorner but Bill has double joint3d knees and pnkles and it's wonderful the things he can do. Once we
+By this time we gathered that there must be a fair crowd down below, there seemed to be a lot of noise and the policeman kept shouting quite rudely at us. We took no notice and Bill tensed himself for the leap. Lightly he sprang, giving himself a push off from a good half-inch heel hold. For one awful moment be tottered in mid-air, but making a superhuman effort he jerked himself forward and just made it. He then tied the rope securely to the stanchion and swung the other end back to me. There wasn'f much of a place to tie it but right in the middle of one block I was able to tie a double clove hitch and got ready to go hand over hand across to Bill.
- were round the corner we found thJro was nothing else for it, we'd have to make a leap to get to the nearest steel stanchion. How Bill managed to turn from facing in towards the rock, I don't know, but he did.
-By this time we gathered that there must be a fair crowd down below, there seemed to be a lot of noise and the policeman keDt shouting quite rudely at us. We took no notice and Bill tensed himself for the leap. Lightly he sprang, giving himself a push off from a gnod half-inch heel hold. For one awful moment be tottered in mid-air, but making a superhuman effort he jerked himself forward and just made it. He then tied the rope securely to the stanchion and swung the other end back to me. There wasn'f much of a place to tie it but right in the middle of one block I was able to tie a double clove hitch and got ready to go hand over hand across to Bill.
+First I had a look down below and saw the policeman had multiplied himself to hundreds and crowds of other folk were mixed in. Then I noticed a boat anchored right under us and chaps with hoses as though they were preparing to aim at us. Why, I couldn't understand.
-First I had a look down below and saw the policeman had multiplied
-himself to hundreds and crowds of other folk wore mixed in. Then I noticed
+"Well that's pretty cold treatment," I thought, and began to move. When I was only a quarter way over I felt the rope sag ominously and I could tell by the look in Bill's eyes that everything was not quite right.
-a boat anchored right under us and chaps with hoses as though they were preparing to aim at us. V1hy, I couldn't understand.,
-"Well that's' pretty cold treatment," I thought, and began to move. When I was only a quarter way over I felt the rope sag ominously and I
+Suddenly the knot I had tied gave way and with a sickening jerk, I dropped, but at that very second I was struck by an all powerful jet of water from the water-police hoses, which lifted me high into the air. Then the chap who was pumping must have stopped for the jet dropped half its height, and me with it. But there was someone with brains down below and the next minute up I went again and landed as lightly as a wet feather right beside Bill.
-could tell by the look in Bill's eyes that everything was not quite right.
-Suddenly the knot I had tied gave way and with a sickening jerk, I dropped, but at that very second I was struck by an all powerful jet of water from the water-police hoses, which lifted me high into the air. Than the chap who was pumping must have stopped for the jet drc:rned half
+"Look up", said my friend Bill, and there above me I saw hundreds more policemen looking down on us with such queer expressions on their faces.
-its height, and w with it. But there was someone with brains down below and the next minute up I went again and landed as lightly as a wet feather right beside Bill.
-"Look up", said my friend Bill, and there above me I saw hundreds
+"I guess we can't go any further", murmured Bill, "but after that I feel fine".
-more policemen looking down on us with such queer expressions on their faces.
-"I guess we can't go any further", murmured Bill? "but after that I feel fine".
+We had a bit of chocolate and began to climb up to the road way. On the way up and when we got there the police had a lot to say and we let them run on for a while but then my friend Bill explained the situation; that we worked ..., making ... for ..., so that mollified them a lot, and we gave them some of our chocolate and raisins which they thought was very kind of us and they handed over our packs and we parted frends.
-We had a bit of chocolate and began to climb up to the road waST. On the way up and when we got there the police had a lot to say and we let
-them run on for a while but then my friend Bill explained the situation;
+----
-that we worked making -------- for , so thdmollified them a lot, and we gave them some of our chocolate and raisins which they thought was very kind of us and they handed over our packs and we parted frends.
-THE TECHNIQUE OF HILL CLIMBING
+===== The Technique Of Hill Climbing. =====
-by Marie D. Byle
-Tourists in Switzerland have often remarked how extremely slowly the professional guide will start up hill. The young amateur will rush
+by Marie b. Byles.
-scornfully part him, but in the end it is the professional who reaches
-the top first, not the young enthusiast despite the advantage of youth on his side.
+Tourists in Switzerland have often remarked how extremely slowly the professional guide will start up hill. The young amateur will rush scornfully past him, but in the end it is the professional who reaches the top first, not the young enthusiast despite the advantage of youth on his side.
-Why? Because the professional understands the importance of rhythm in the technique of hill-climbing, an importance which is recognized by all Himalayan climbers who have to preserve every atom of energy. There can be rhythm only if the pace is so slow that it can be
-kept up for a long time without breaking the rhythm by rests.
+Why? Because the professional understands the importance of rhythm in the technique of hill-climbing, an importance which is recognized by all Himalayan climbers who have to preserve every atom of energy. There can be rhythm only if the pace is so slow that it can be kept up for a long time without breaking the rhythm by rests.
-This is the technique of hill-climbing, a technique which few bushwalkers learn because we have not very long climbs to negotiate, but in reality it is just as important here as in Switzerland. Bush-
-walkers tend to think that frequent rests make the climb easy for the
+This is the technique of hill-climbing, a technique which few bushwalkers learn because we have not very long climbs to negotiate, but in reality it is just as important here as in Switzerland. Bushwalkers tend to think that frequent rests make the climb easy for the beginner, when exactly the opposite is the case, for when you rest you break the rhythm, put a strain on the heart and lungs when you re-start, and in the end you probably do not reach the top as soon as you otherwise might.
-beginner, when exactly the opposite is the case, for when you rest you break the rhythm, put a strain on the heart and lungs when you re-start,
-and in the end you probably do not reach the top as soon as you otherwise might.
+It should be possible for the normal person to climb 1000 feet or more without resting, and if he cannot do this, it shows that the pace is too quick and should be moderated. Young people can go more quickly than older ones, and usually men more quickly than women. There is no reason why everyone (except the leader) should not take the pace that suits him, and test of what does suit him, is whether he can climb 1000 feet without resting, without breathlessness and without any strain, or whether he could, if required, carry on a conversation while climbing, - not that the last is recommended. As for the leader, it should be his duty to moderate his own pace to that of the slowest in the party; otherwise there will be a tendency for the slow one to strain himself, especially if he is a beginner and does not want to be considered a weakling.
-It should be possible for the normal person to climb 1000 feet
-or more without resting, and if he cannot do this, it shows that the
+----
-pace is too quick and should be moderated. Young people can go more quickly than older ones, and usually men more quickly than women.
-There is no reason why everyone (except the leader) should not take the
+===== Some Aspects Of Our Military Value. =====
-pace that suits him, and 'test of what does suit him, is whether he
-can climb 1000 feet without resting, without breathlessness and without any strain, or whether he could, if required, carry ou a conversation while climbing, - not that the last is recommend_d. As for the leader, it should be his duty to moderate his own pace to that of the slowest in the party; otherwise there will be a tendency for the slow one to strain himself, especially if he is a beginner and does not want to be considered a weakling.
+bu "Ubi".
-.
- .
+Now that a military organisation has seen fit to use members of our Club to further their (i.e. the organisation's) interests it is opportune to point out the number of members we possess who have a definite military value if only that of confusing the enemy who may be following them. Many there are who by nature or art or lack of one or the other or both are equipped on belligerent lines.
-SOME ASPECTS OF OUR =ITARY VALUE
-bu "Uhl".
+I have noticed the military correspondents are as adept at equivocal statements as astrologers, turf guides and such-like. One reads for example - "The Battle of the Arafurious Sea would appear to suggest that aircraft-carriers are no match for armed sampans in choppy water. One cannot, however, be too dogmatic as the sampans were only 190 miles off shore and therefore in water well known to their owners and also took the carriers by surprise by throwing butterfly-nets over the planes as they attempted to rise. It remains to be seen, however, whether an adequate reply can be made to armed sampans which travel equally as well (with the tide) under water and without a crew. One should treat with reserve the results as several new factors emerged notably..." If, therefore some of my statements are present indicative readers will know that as a military expert I am the veriest type and most likely would, if unmolested, attempt a bare-faced prophecy and so ruin my infant career.
-Nov that a military organisation has seen fit to use members of our Club
-to further their (i e. the organisation's) interests it is opportune to point
+All of the warlike types in evidence may not be equally useful, may even be of little value; but it must be understood at the outset that in wartime everyone must do a job even if it is only nullifying the work of ten others.
-out the number of members we possess who have a definite military value if
-only that of confusing the enemy who may be following them. Many there are who by nature orart or lack of ona or the other or brOith arq equipped on belligerent lines.
+Time Bomb Bushwalkers appear quite inoffensive when they arrive at a pleasant camp-site at night and one is inclined in consequence to treat them as harmless. But at about four in the morning they reliably jump out of bed in the pitch dark and threaten to "go off" in twenty minutes. Utter consternation follows as erstwhile wardens are wakened, tents collapsed into breakfasts and breakfasts postponed until lunch when a shorter repeat performance ensues. This type may be extinguished by being completely smothered in dry sand.
-I have noticed the military corresnondents are as adept at equivocal
-statements as astrologers, turf guides and sW3h-like. One reads for exammle - "The Battle of the Arafurious Sea would appear to suggest that aircraftcarriers
+To disclose the strategic positions of other walkers is the task of the "Tracers". This is done by reconnaissance, remote patrol or the employment of secret agents and as a result two and two are often put together. Places quiet but within very short walking distance are considered by "Tracers" to be good Operational Stations for night and daylight sweeps. This category being always female, can be coerced into harmlessness only by being given the slip - or at least the equivalent in coupons.
-are no match for armed sampans in choppy water. One cannot, however, be too
-dogmatic as the sampans were only 190 miles off shore and therefore in water
+A most insidious variety newly arrived with the anproach of Winter in the Anti-personnel Bushwalker. The "Anti-personel's" first day on the track appears unexceptionable but it is noticed that he does not go near water but to drink. Each succeeding day is the same until the evidence overwhelming and even his best friends begin to wonder. Attack from leeward and steadily reduce with water.
-well known to their owners and also took the carriers by surprise by throwing 'butterfly-nets over the planes as they attempted to rise. It remains to be
-seen, however, whether an adequate reply can be made to armed sampans which travel equally as well (with the tide) under water and without a crew. One should treat with reserve the resuls as several new factors emerged notably.. emoirO o If, therefore some of my statements are present indicative readers
+Our fourth sample is the High Velocity walker. This specimen is generally husky, lusty and male and can speed from, say, Katoomba to Kanangra River non-stop crushing everything before it with tank-like certainty. However, he never stops walking until night when he is completely exhatsted and is, therefore, unfortunately "not dangerous".
-p
-will know that as a military expert I am the veriest type and most likely
+"UBI".
-would, if unmr,lested, attempt a bare-faced prophecy and so ruin my infant career.
-All of the warlike types in evidence may not be equally useful, may even be
+----
-of little value; but it must be understood at the outset that in wartime everyone must do a job even if it is only nullifying the work of ten others,
-Time Bomb Bushwalkers appear quite inoffensive when they arrive at a nleasant camp-site at night and one is inclined in consequence to treat them as harmless. But at about four in the morning they reliably jump out of bed
+===== "Read, Mark, Learn And Inwardly Digest!!" =====
-' in the pitch dark and threaten to "go off" in twenty minutes. Utter conster-
-nation follows as erstwhile wardens are wakened, tents collapsed into break-
+All the "Digests", "Penguins", "Bulletins", "Man" or other Magazines, Periodicals, etc., you may have - then hand them to -
-fasts and breakfasts postponed until lunch when a shorter repeat performance ensues. This type may be extinguished by being completely smothered in dry sand.
-To disclose the strategic positions of other walkers is the task of the
+__The Bushwalkers' Services Committee__
-"Tracers", This is done by reconnaidsance, remote patrol or the employment of secret agents and as a result two and two are often put together. Places
-quiet but within very short walking distance are considered by "Tracers"
-to be good Operational Stations for night and daylight sweeps. This category being always female, can be coerced into harmlessness only by being given the slip - or at least the equivalent in coupons.
-A most insidious variety newly arrived with the anproach of 7inter in the
-Anti-personnel Bushwalker. The "Anti-Dersanells" first day on the track appears unexceptionable but. it-is noticed that he does not go near water
-.
-but to drink. Each succeeding day is the same until the. evidence overwhelming and even his best friends begin to wonder. Attack from leeward , and steadily reduce with water.
-, Our fourth sample is the High Velocity ralker. This specimen is generally husky, lusty and male and can imeed from, say, Katoomba to Kanangra River non-stop crushing everything before it with tank-like
-certainty. However, he never stops walking until night when he is completely exhatsted and is, therefore, unfortunately "not dangerous".
-re"- "UBItt.
-"READ, MARK, LEARN AND INWARDLY DIGEST :: "
-All the "Digests",. "Penguins", "Bulletins", "Man" or other Magazines, Periodicals, etc., you may have - then hand them tip -
-THE BUSHWALKERS1 SERVICES COMMIT=
 to send to the boys in camps where reading matter is scarce.
-Joan Savage, Grace Jolly, "Tuggle", "Dunk" or Maurie Berry will be only too glad to relieve you of that big parcel of magazines when you bring it into the Clubroom:
- If it is not convenient to bring the magazines to the Clubroom,. they may be dropped into "Paddy's", addressed to
+Joan Savage, Grace Jolly, "Tuggie", "Dunk" or Maurie Berry will be only too glad to relieve you of that big parcel of magazines when you bring it into the Clubroom!
-THE SERVICES COMMITTEE.
+If it is not convenient to bring the magazines to the Clubroom, they may be dropped into "Paddy's", addressed to The Services Committee.
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