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 A Monthly Bulletin devoted to matters of interest to The Sydney Bushwalkers, 5 Hamilton Street, Sydney
-====No.126 June, 1945 Price 6d.
+====No.126 June, 1945 Price 6d.====
 |**Editor**|Ray Kirkby|
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-|Camping in the Rainby The Old One| 2|
+|Camping in the Rain|by The Old One| 2|
 |Wounds Which Never Heal|by Dorothy Dix(inc)| 4|
 |Who'd Have Thought It?| | 5|
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 by The Old One.
-When I originally offered (I mean, was requested) to write this article for that brilliant publication, "The Busivralker", I found it difficult to decide which style I should use. Would it be my best Shakespearian very
+When I originally offered (I mean, was requested) to write this article for that brilliant publication, "The Bushwalker", I found it difficult to decide which style I should use. Would it be my best Shakespearian very blank verse? No, I felt that would never do. What would the protectors of our moral code say if I produced something like Act II, Scene II, lines 56 to 60 of "A Midsummer Night's Dream"? Alas, it seemed that I could not use my famous blankety, blank verse; I would have to reserve it for another "buck's" party. However, I dust get on with the story of camping in the rain.
-blank verse? No, I felt that would never do. What would the protectors
-of our moral code say if I produced something like Act II, Scene II, lines
+It was mid-afternoon as eight stalwart tales.....stop! Is this true? Well, there were "The Old....", developing a middle-aged spread both from side and back elevations and his two companions, "The Curly Headed Boy" with the blossom of youth still on his cheeks and "The Emaciated One"; "The Wizard" and his "Shadow", well past the bloom of youth, a representative of "The Dying Race", that "Buxom Lad" and "Mr. Iciaz-Stalwart"?
-to 60 of "A Midsummer Night's Dream"? Alas, it seemed that I could not use my famous blankety, blank verse; I would have to reserve it for
-another "buck's" party. However, I dust get on with the story of camping in the rain.
-It was mid-afternoon ae eight stalwart tales.,...stop! Is this true? Well, there were "The Old....", developing a middle-aged spread both from side and back elevations and his two companions, "The Curly Headed Boy" with the blossom of youth still on his cheeks and "The Emaciated One"; "The Wizard" and his "Shadow", well past the bloom of youth, a re-oresentative of "The Dying Race", that "Buxom Lad" and "Mr. ICIANZ - STALWART ?
 No - in fact, quite ordinary. It seems we shall have to start again.
 It was mid-afternoon as eight rather ordinary males reached the top of
 the grassy saddle. The sun had long since disappeared, submerged in cloud.
-There was a distant peal of thuhder and the clouds had already settled on the neighbouring mountain like the extra fat lady subsiding into the tram seat just vacated by the extra small school-boy, All of winch means that a storm was brewing and brewing fast, the clouds were heavy, th:2 thunder more insistent and there were some spots of rain.
+There was a distant peal of thunder and the clouds had already settled on the neighbouring mountain like the extra fat lady subsiding into the tram seat just vacated by the extra small school-boy. All of which means that a storm was brewing and brewing fast, the clouds were heavy, the thunder more insistent and there were some spots of rain.
-The eight men stopped Should they camp on the - 1-en sward below as
-recommended by the "Old Master Max" or should they go on for another hour
-. or so and make a hole in that eighteen miles to be covered the next day? Here, at least, was a chance for one of those ar;uments for which "The Wizard" and his "Shadow" are so famous (or should I say infamous?).
-Followed five minutes of the usual inconclusive discussion punctuated
-by more peals of thunder and more drops of rain, At lest a couple of extra loud claps of thuhder cut bort the argument much to the visible annoyance
-and secret disappointment of the two last mentiened. Down the hill all ch-irged,
-collecting tent poles on the way, Having made up their minds in a "helluva" hurry, they were now anxious to pitch the tents. Now we shall have e short lesson in choosing a camp site.
-Mr.ICIANZ and his room-mate, the representative of "The Dying Race"
-pitch their tent with reckless abandon over a brown stain on the green grass (more will he heard of this brown stain anon), "The Buxom Lad" erects his home nearby on a more or less level piece of ground, "The Old..." and his companions throw up their domicile with all speed (thy are so tired after an
-all-nighter in the train, they could "sleep on the proverbial clothes-line anyhow") on a spot with a fairly considerable slope and "The Wizard" - what
-has he been doing all this time? You have guessed aright; he and the
-"Shadow" are locked in fiery discussion, "Its too slopey", "that dead tree
-might come down on top of the tent", "it looks better on the other side
-of the creek", "no, the ground's too uneven, we'll try up further". They go
-.
-further up across a little side creek L "no, this is worse" - and ao back
-to the other tents, "Ah, there is a nice little hollow with soft green grass and just right for the hip." Up goes the tent at last; the e,:re t decision has been made,
-All this time the "Rain God" has stayed his hand but he is getting impatient,
-What have the others been doing durine7 this deli-htful little interlude,
-"The Emaciated One", with true foresight born of Previous wet camps, has been working on the fire which is blazing merrily, "The Curly Headed Boy" has unpacked the evening meal ready for preparation, "The Old,..." has procured
-the water. What organisation; a job for everyone with each one doing it!
-Who is the genius behind this marvellous effort? Security reasons prevent disclosure of his name; lot us hope, however, that history will not overlook him.
-An extra loud peal of thunder, some extra large raindrops and the sky opens - its coming down in torrents. The whole party is under canvas but not for long. Thera is a considerable run-off and water is pouring in under the
-tents. "The Emaciated One" and "The Old...." rush out in their boots and hats and frannUcally commence trenching on the high side of the tent. The "Buxom Lad" and Mr.ICIANZ are also hard at work, in their boots and hats, trenching around their respective domiciles: "The Emaciated One", again with
-commendable foresight, has piled a few logs over the fire to protect it, as far as possible, from the downpour.
-The trenchers look up from their labours, and wondelli who is the lone
-figure sitting on the log. Can it be - yes, it is - "The Shadow", Wra.7o,-2d
-in his greundsheet he looks more a Fhedow than ever. And what of "The Wizard"? He is still under canvas protected from the water tumbling from the sky but struggling bravely against the gradually rising water in that beautiful hollow. He is not swimting yet but it won't be long.
-The trenchers straighten up with signs of relief, their work comIpleted, The downpour eases off and subsides into some ste,dy raining just like that parched customer at the local hostelry who, after sinking half a dozen ,eints, settles down to some steady drihking, The trenchers would have derived greater satisfaction if it had poured for, say, another half hour but they are, nevertheless, glad of the lull in the storm. Now we can, perhaps turn our attentiom to the fire and tea.
+The eight men stopped. Should they camp on the green sward below as recommended by the "Old Master Max" or should they go on for another hour or so and make a hole in that eighteen miles to be covered the next day? Here, at least, was a chance for one of those arguments for which "The Wizard" and his "Shadow" are so famous (or should I say infamous?).
-Out come the pieces of dry wood which were stored in the tent immediately it had been erected and the fire is soon beck to its original vitality. The v-rious food parties are hard at work preparing the evening meal. But,
+Followed five minutes of the usual inconclusive discussion punctuated by more peals of thunder and more drops of rain. At lest a couple of extra loud claps of thunder cut short the argument much to the visible annoyance and secret disappointment of the two last mentioned. Down the hill all charged, collecting tent poles on the way. Having made up their minds in a "helluva" hurry, they were now anxious to pitch the tents. Now we shall have a short lesson in choosing a camp site.
-stay - where are "The Wiz rd" end his companion? They are off up the hill
-looking for another site. At last their search is rewerded and they are back demolishing their late homestead, which is carried of to the new position. A n invitation comes from the others to make use of the fire, but it is not to be; "The Wizard" has his fighting blood up and is determined to get a fire going.
+Mr.Icianz and his room-mate, the representative of "The Dying Race", pitch their tent with reckless abandon over a brown stain on the green grass (more will he heard of this brown stain anon), "The Buxom Lad" erects his home nearby on a more or less level piece of ground, "The Old..." and his companions throw up their domicile with all speed (they are so tired after an all-nighter in the train, they could "sleep on the proverbial clothes-line anyhow") on a spot with a fairly considerable slope and "The Wizard" - what has he been doing all this time? You have guessed aright; he and the "Shadow" are locked in fiery discussion. "Its too slopey", "that dead tree might come down on top of the tent", "it looks better on the other side of the creek", "no, the ground's too uneven, we'll try up further". They go further up across a little side creek - "no, this is worse" - and so back to the other tents. "Ah, there is a nice little hollow with soft green grass and just right for the hip." Up goes the tent at last; the great decision has been made.
- All this time it is raining steadily, the others have finished their hot meal while the "Shadow" has been engaged in a number of fruitless missions snatching burning brands from the big fire, As to whether "The Wizard" ever got that fire going, the others are not sure. Next morning the
-"Shadow" was heard to complain of the cold tea and with commendable d\-termination insisted on cooking his breakfast on the community fire.
+All this time the "Rain God" has stayed his hand but he is getting impatient.
-' Mr. ICIANZ and his companion were rather late in rising, It appears that an aroma arising from the brown stain, after it had been d-cm-Dend by the rain, had drugged them into extra sound slumber.
-I am sorry, readers, that I cannot, on account of dictates of decency and modesty, reveal the actors in this drama which should have a warning object lesson for you, but turn to page leven and se:: if you h'Ive guessed
+What have the others been doing during this delightful little interlude, "The Emaciated One", with true foresight born of Previous wet camps, has been working on the fire which is blazing merrily, "The Curly Headed Boy" has unpacked the evening meal ready for preparation, "The Old...." has procured the water. What organisation; a job for everyone with each one doing it! Who is the genius behind this marvellous effort? Security reasons prevent disclosure of his name; lot us hope, however, that history will not overlook him.
+An extra loud peal of thunder, some extra large raindrops and the sky opens - its coming down in torrents. The whole party is under canvas but not for long. There is a considerable run-off and water is pouring in under the tents. "The Emaciated One" and "The Old...." rush out in their boots and hats and frantically commence trenching on the high side of the tent. The "Buxom Lad" and Mr.Icianz are also hard at work, in their boots and hats, trenching around their respective domiciles. "The Emaciated One", again with commendable foresight, has piled a few logs over the fire to protect it, as far as possible, from the downpour.
+The trenchers look up from their labours, and wonder who is the lone figure sitting on the log. Can it be - yes, it is - "The Shadow". Wrapped in his groundsheet he looks more a shadow than ever. And what of "The Wizard"? He is still under canvas protected from the water tumbling from the sky but struggling bravely against the gradually rising water in that beautiful hollow. He is not swimming yet but it won't be long.
+The trenchers straighten up with signs of relief, their work completed. The downpour eases off and subsides into some steady raining just like that parched customer at the local hostelry who, after sinking half a dozen pints, settles down to some steady drinking. The trenchers would have derived greater satisfaction if it had poured for, say, another half hour but they are, nevertheless, glad of the lull in the storm. Now we can, perhaps turn our attention to the fire and tea.
+Out come the pieces of dry wood which were stored in the tent immediately it had been erected and the fire is soon back to its original vitality. The various food parties are hard at work preparing the evening meal. But, stay - where are "The Wizard" and his companion? They are off up the hill looking for another site. At last their search is rewarded and they are back demolishing their late homestead, which is carried off to the new position. An invitation comes from the others to make use of the fire, but it is not to be; "The Wizard" has his fighting blood up and is determined to get a fire going.
+All this time it is raining steadily, the others have finished their hot meal while the "Shadow" has been engaged in a number of fruitless missions snatching burning brands from the big fire. As to whether "The Wizard" ever got that fire going, the others are not sure. Next morning the "Shadow" was heard to complain of the cold tea and with commendable determination insisted on cooking his breakfast on the community fire.
+Mr. Icianz and his companion were rather late in rising. It appears that an aroma arising from the brown stain, after it had been dampened by the rain, had drugged them into extra sound slumber.
+I am sorry, readers, that I cannot, on account of dictates of decency and modesty, reveal the actors in this drama which should have a warning object lesson for you, but turn to page Eleven and see if you have guessed
 correctly.
-. WOUNDS WHICH NEVER HEAL
+=====Wounds That Never Heal=====
 by Dorothy Dix (Inc).
-It is ofteh said that hearts do not break - they merely bend. In other words, nature and time will'heal any mental wound if not deliberately prevented from so doing. Similarly it is so with most
-wounds of the body, Imagine the sorry sight of the legs of bush-
+It is often said that hearts do not break - they merely bend. In other words, nature and time will heal any mental wound if not deliberately prevented from so doing. Similarly it is so with most wounds of the body. Imagine the sorry sight of the legs of bushwalkers if nature and time had not done their healing work.
-walkers if nature and time had not done thAr healing work.
-But trees are different from human beings. Even a pin stuck through the bark of a tree will leave a wound which remains until death. Never is a tent Deg or tomahawk, nonchalantly stuck in a tree so that it won't be missed, forgotten by the tree. It leaves a wound which never heals. The tree may grow its bark over the injury, but the injury is there none the less - perhaps a blood vein or distortion which never hels.
+But trees are different from human beings. Even a pin stuck through the bark of a tree will leave a wound which remains until death. Never is a tent peg or tomahawk, nonchalantly stuck in a tree so that it won't be missed, forgotten by the tree. It leaves a wound which never heals. The tree may grow its bark over the injury, but the injury is there none the less - perhaps a blood vein or distortion which never heals.
-'So, if you are tempted to run your motor car into a tree, remember that, though your car may be repaired, the tree cannot. . It is for this reason that foresters,- who lova their tr::es, never run their trucks into them !
-I don't sulopose it would be on account of the shortage of Q.-bare parts and tyres would it? Ed,),
+So, if you are tempted to run your motor car into a tree, remember that, though your car may be repaired, the tree cannot. It is for this reason that foresters, who love their trees, never run their trucks into them!
-.
-mL
+I don't suppose it would be on account of the shortage of spare parts and tyres would it? Ed.).
-WHO'D HAVE THOUGHT IT ?
-Should old AcouaintrInr;e ....,......
+=====Who'd Have Thought It?=====
-One very Pleasant result of the improvement in the war position is the return or threatened return home of many exiles. Ralph Holroyd recently headed a list of Prisoners of War who had been released. Gordon Upton, a keen
-young walker whom we had not the pleasure of knowing lon7 before he disappeared into the air force, recently arrived back from Canada. Peter Allen leaped into fame by coming out from England in the Duke's plane. The fact that the Duke was hot on board was merely an oversight.
+====Should old Acquaintance......====
-Wanted - a Composer,
-Tbo engagement of Elsa Isaacs to Malcolm McGree:7or provided a libretto
+One very pleasant result of the improvement in the war position is the return or threatened return home of many exiles. Ralph Holroyd recently headed a list of Prisoners of War who had been released. Gordon Upton, a keen young walker whom we had not the pleasure of knowing long before he disappeared into the air force, recently arrived back from Canada. Peter Allen leaped into fame by coming out from England in the Duke's plane. The fact that the Duke was not on board was merely an oversight.
-which would surely have inspired Richard Wagner to compose a further Ring Opera, The news was to be on the Front Page any day when, unfortunately, the jeweller who was engaged upon hewing the last diamond into shrIne, wes
-arrested for some illegal dealing and all his work confiscated. The strin on Malcolm was terrific, However, all came right in the en,l, The gener,o1
+====Wanted - a Composer.====
-reaction to news of the engagement seemed to be "not real eurprisd".
-Unsunsjinotine_pg l
+The engagement of Elsa Isaacs to Malcolm McGregor provided a libretto which would surely have inspired Richard Wagner to compose a further Ring Opera. The news was to be on the Front Page any day when, unfortunately, the jeweller who was engaged upon hewing the last diamond into shape, was arrested for some illegal dealing and all his work confiscated. The strain on Malcolm was terrific. However, all came right in the end. The general reaction to news of the engagement seemed to be "not real surprised".
--Should be the deserved title of Yvonne Rolfe who for countless years has performed the arduous byt unspectacular work of roneoing the magazine. Poor Yvonne has to cope, with a "rattle-trap" of a michine which was old vv:.en
-it was purchased ten years ago. Yvonne fears that th, Jxample she sts her infant son on duplicating days may Put him in the World's Chv m-.2ion Swearer class.
+====Unsung Heroine No. 1====
-One Fact,
-Joyce Trimble and Arthur Brophy were marrid recently. That's all we khow and it is not our fault, as we see this pair so seldom.
+Should be the deserved title of Yvonne Rolfe who for countless years has performed the arduous but unspectacular work of roneoing the magazine. Poor Yvonne has to cope, with a "rattle-trap" of a machine which was old when it was purchased ten years ago. Yvonne fears that the example she sets her infant son on duplicating days may Put him in the World's Champion Swearer class.
-"What bird is that?"
-A plague of astonishingly coloured garments has broken out in the club and so far no cure has been discovered except amputation. The garments range
+====One Fact.====
-from THE OLD SCHOOL GUERNSEY to a variegated fez, We shall be charitable and put it down to 1.:ck of goupons or the contents of some "Bundles for Sydney" forwarded on by the Solomon Islanders, While the garments remain
-in the bush only the King Parrota will need to feel offended.
+Joyce Trimble and Arthur Brophy were married recently. That's all we know and it is not our fault, as we see this pair so seldom.
-Getting Very Fast.
-Jean Moprett and flo Allsworth have not long since returned from
+===="What bird is that?"====
-a biking holiday during which they stayed with several old friends of the Club. It was fortunate that at each place there was a female for rubbing- down purposes.
-A Wink is as Good as a Nod to a Blind Horse,
+A plague of astonishingly coloured garments has broken out in the club and so far no cure has been discovered except amputation. The garments range from __The Old School Gurnsey__ to a variegated fez. We shall be charitable and put it down to lack of coupons or the contents of some "Bundles for Sydney" forwarded on by the Solomon Islanders. While the garments remain in the bush only the King Parrots will need to feel offended.
-As the Nobles were setting out on a tough walk of several miles last Sunday they were offered a lift by the Northern Suburbs Ambulance The professional eye of an ambulance man instantly recognises "the sore- distressed", However, at this stage, they were not sufficiently tired to lie down in an ambulance but later bitterly regretted the hasty refucial.
+====Getting Very Fast.====
+Jean Moppett and Flo Allsworth have not long since returned from a biking holiday during which they stayed with several old friends of the Club. It was fortunate that at each place there was a female for rubbing-down purposes.
+====A Wink is as Good as a Nod to a Blind Horse.====
+As the Nobles were setting out on a tough walk of several miles last Sunday they were offered a lift by the Northern Suburbs Ambulance. The professional eye of an ambulance man instantly recognises "the sore-distressed". However, at this stage, they were not sufficiently tired to lie down in an ambulance but later bitterly regretted the hasty refusal.
 BOUDDI WORKING BEE
 by One of the Bees.