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A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney Bushwalkers. c/- Ingersoll Hall, 256 Crown Street, Sydney. | A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to the Sydney Bushwalkers. c/- Ingersoll Hall, 256 Crown Street, Sydney. | ||
- | ====No. 130 July, 1946 Price 6d.==== | + | ====No. 130 July 1946 Price 6d.==== |
|**Editor**|Ron Knightley| | |**Editor**|Ron Knightley| | ||
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=====Contents.===== | =====Contents.===== | ||
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|Warragamba-Wollondilly Wanderings|" | |Warragamba-Wollondilly Wanderings|" | ||
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|News Behind the News|Gossip|11| | |News Behind the News|Gossip|11| | ||
- | ...WARRAGAMBA-WOLLOYDILLY WE1KEND WANDERINGS | + | =====Warragamba-Wollondilly Wanderings.===== |
By " | By " | ||
- | Second of two articles on a self-explanatory subject. | + | |
- | -We have de-bussed at Wallacia | + | Second of two articles on a self-explanatory subject. |
- | start out down the hill, once more on the way to Silverdale - and goldl | + | |
- | On the bridge, we stop to change our clothes. All around is peace and silence, the Sunday hiking | + | ====Part |
- | Of a audden, there is a wham! crash! and a roar, as a lorry comes bolting down the hill, From both sides of the road we thumb our way | + | |
- | towards Silverdale, and as it rattles past we scream, "How 'bout a lift?" The lorry lurches to a dead stop, the crashing dies down, and a voice bellows, " | + | We have de-bussed at Wallacia |
- | "Goinl ter Silverdale, mate?" " | + | |
- | But we are a wake-up, 'cos we've seen "alverdale" in greasy letters | + | Of a audden, there is a wham! crash! and a roar, as a lorry comes bolting down the hill. From both sides of the road we thumb our way towards Silverdale, and as it rattles past we scream, "How 'bout a lift?" The lorry lurches to a dead stop, the crashing dies down, and a voice bellows, " |
- | on the truck. Facetiously we reply, "Oh, way to blazes back o' | + | |
- | "Way to blazes, eh? Thit3 too far wilout | + | "Goin' |
- | 2. | + | |
- | At first we gaze amazed, but when we see 'tin the good old Corio Special, we feel by duty bound to accept. | + | " |
- | Well, what a nightmare! Five miles on the back of a truck that' | + | |
- | The five miles takes an hour to dol and when eventually we arrive at the village, Mumma comes ambling out to'meet the late home-coming pappy. When she sees he' | + | But we are a wake-up, 'cos we've seen "Silverdale" in greasy letters on the truck. Facetiously we reply, "Oh, way to blazes back o' |
- | share his meal. | + | |
- | But we are still sober, more or less, and Mumma' | + | "Way to blazes, eh? Thit' |
- | so we decline the offer. "Oh, well," | + | |
- | he is dragged inside, more or less by the ear. We wander round to the back door of Resthaven | + | At first we gaze amazed, but when we see 'tis the good old Corio Special, we feel by duty bound to accept. |
- | girls are - they mob us as soon as we appear. Luscious little bits of lOve- | + | |
- | liness. Boy o boyl what a time we have. LB midnight we realise the futility of begging to be excuzed | + | Well, what a nightmare! Five miles on the back of a truck that' |
- | Full of the personality of heroes, the next three miles takes but five minutes to do. Singing is a foregone conclusion. We roach the Monkey Ck-Warragamba junction in fine style, and before the wallabies have recovered | + | |
- | from their fright, up goes the tent, out goes the fishing line, and into bed we go. | + | The five miles takes an hour to do, and when eventually we arrive at the village, Mumma comes ambling out to meet the late home-coming pappy. When she sees he' |
- | In the morning, we have to exert the full 451bs breaking strain of the line to haul in a 4 lb perch. Grand beginning; | + | |
- | 3, | + | But we are still sober, more or less, and Mumma' |
- | Map gives it "Very Rough"-in two places, Hence ouresurprise | + | |
- | Towards lunch, we emerge on greasy pastures, whore the river has itself of the influence of the dam, the water is clear, and there are rapid here and there. We stop for lunch on a flat, shady patah of grass: the first possible camp site since leaving Monkey | + | Full of the personality of heroes, the next three miles takes but five minutes to do. Singing is a foregone conclusion. We reach the Monkey Ck-Warragamba junction in fine style, and before the wallabies have recovered from their fright, up goes the tent, out goes the fishing line, and into bed we go. |
- | , the inner side of The Bend looks more negotiable than the outer, so we cross over at one of the rapids. Ron leads the way and suddenly, goes waist deop in a hole. However, the tobacco is up in his shirt pocket, | + | |
- | Now on the right hand bank, we leave the river for a while, choosing a track which climbs away from it. Hero, we have excellent views of the cliffs ahead, framed by the trees along the path, and when we enter the | + | In the morning, we have to exert the full 45lbs breaking strain of the line to haul in a 4 lb perch. Grand beginning; |
- | last straight stretch of the fGamba, three miles from its biTth. | + | |
- | from last night' | + | Towards lunch, we emerge on greasy pastures, whore the river has freed itself of the influence of the dam, the water is clear, and there are rapids |
- | of corn, scattered farms, abandoned | + | |
- | bouuded | + | Now on the right hand bank, we leave the river for a while, choosing a track which climbs away from it. Here, we have excellent views of the cliffs ahead, framed by the trees along the path, and when we enter the last straight stretch of the 'Gamba, three miles from its birth at the junction of the Cox and Wollondilly, |
- | Beyond all there is the distant valley of the Cox, past the end of which we can see right to Narrow Neck itself. | + | |
- | By now alIE thoughts of gold have gone and we nurse our shattered illusions (??) in silence. We eventually | + | By now all thoughts of gold have gone and we nurse our shattered illusions (??) in silence. We eventually realise that the reports I read were old ones, and the district then known as Upper Warragamba is that now known as the Upper Shoalhaven and Wollondilly, |
- | realise that the reports I read were old ones, and the isC-1) | + | |
- | Tallong! | + | Here, the lazing really starts. Oh, boy! those mushrooms. We wander along on grassy lawns, darting from side to side as each new patch of fungus catches our eager eyes. Next come quinces, yellow and delicious. We eat them walking and whilst we are munching still, we came upon the figs! Scarce have these been introduced to our gaping gullets when we find the apples and apricots, and the blackberries! |
- | Here, tho lazing really starts. Oh, boyl those :\ | + | |
- | mushrooms. We wander along on grassy lawns, darting | + | We come to a farm house and call out to a woman in the garden: "Hullo!" |
- | from side to side as each new patch of fungus catches | + | |
- | our eager eyes. Next come quinces, yellow and | + | "Eh!" |
- | delicious. We eat them walking and whilst we are | + | |
- | munching still, we came upon the figs! Scarce have | + | "Can you tell us how far it is to the Junction?" |
- | these been introduced to our gaping gullets when we find the apples and apricots, and the blackberriesI | + | |
- | friendly like, just offering themselves as pork; but we can do nothing about them as we have no meat coupons. | + | |
- | We come to a farm house and call out to a woman in. the arden:"Hullol" "MI" | + | |
- | "Can you tell us how far it is to-the Junction? | + | |
She turns, and we both start visibly - a haggard old witch of about 94 with beady black eyes squinting down either side of a hawkish beak. Toothless gums are visible in her gaping mouth as she regards us with a stare of vacant incomprehension, | She turns, and we both start visibly - a haggard old witch of about 94 with beady black eyes squinting down either side of a hawkish beak. Toothless gums are visible in her gaping mouth as she regards us with a stare of vacant incomprehension, | ||
- | "Can you tell us how far it is t the Junction?" | + | |
- | The face' | + | "Can you tell us how far it is to the Junction?" |
- | vacantly towards us, and the awful mouth gapes on. She regarels | + | |
- | for a full minute whilst we wait for the reply which staggers us: "Whaid'yee thaytir | + | The face betrays no sign of understanding; |
We repeat. She gazes at us for another minute and then volunteers the information, | We repeat. She gazes at us for another minute and then volunteers the information, | ||
- | Eventually, by patient questioning we elicit the information that it's a mile and a half and only a rough track, but we move off undaunted. She | + | |
- | shuffles after ut as far as the fence - whether she is suspicious of our motives, or concerned for our safety, we cannot say, but her frail voice trails after us with oft-repeated injunctions to cross the river and go along the other bank. We heed her not, but follow the chttle | + | Eventually, by patient questioning we elicit the information that it's a mile and a half and only a rough track, but we move off undaunted. She shuffles after ut as far as the fence - whether she is suspicious of our motives, or concerned for our safety, we cannot say, but her frail voice trails after us with oft-repeated injunctions to cross the river and go along the other bank. We heed her not, but follow the cattle |
- | We cross over at the Junction, and A.tch our tent on the grasses | + | |
- | three rivers. Tea is the next item'on the agenda; iBlackberries | + | We cross over at the Junction, and pitch our tent on the grasses |
- | But what are blackberries | + | |
- | the cream. But we give her credit for not taking the threepence. | + | Coming back from a swim, I cast longing eyes upon the corn fields. The temptation is too great; I wander over to procure some of the golden cobs - they' |
- | Coming back from a swim, I cast longing eyes upon the corn fields. The temptation is too great; I wander over to procure some of the golden cobs - | + | |
- | they' | + | We awake in heaven; the green grass is wet with dew that glistens blue, gold and orange in a bright morning sun; we are ringed by grey and yellow cliffs and headlands, splendid in the morning light, with the valley mists rising steadily up their faces. |
- | We awake in heaven; the green grass is wet with dew that glistens blue, gold and orange in a bright morning' | + | |
- | Three lines of exit face us: firstly along the road to Wentworth Falls; | + | Three lines of exit face us: firstly along the road to Wentworth Falls; |
- | t1ai411 | + | |
- | Paradise - paradise unbounded. Tbe rolling ficlds sparkle with the dew; green, wooded slopes run up to the thadowed wills of Eurragorang | + | Paradise - paradise unbounded. Tbe rolling ficlds sparkle with the dew; green, wooded slopes run up to the shadowed walls of Burragorang |
- | * two eagles glare at :us from th-a,stark liMbs qf a groRt gum; currawongs flash their White 11;e cks among the foliages | + | |
- | its boo-farmer owner presses'upon us some Pounds ' | + | The persimmon tree is quite a delicacy, after the figs, and when its bee-farmer owner presses upon us some pounds of honeycomb - my, my! for lunch! Mushrooms we gather still, but can find safe custody for about only 3lbs each - tough luck. And so we come to Maxwell' |
- | 14" across (the mushroom has now stoopod,growing- Ed). ' | + | 14" across (the mushroom has now stopped |
- | 5 | + | |
- | After we get going we enquire-of the driver if there is another bus in the afternonn. There is, so we Ione out and start walking again. For twO hours, we laze on the grassy banks of the river; we swim, we eat blackberries, | + | After we get going we enquire of the driver if there is another bus in the afternonn. There is, so we pile out and start walking again. For two hours, we laze on the grassy banks of the river; we swim, we eat blackberries, |
- | Then we hit the 'road again. We dox't walk far before a car picks | + | |
- | us up, and what a beauty: It rattles, it shakes, it whaezes | + | Then we hit the road again. We don't walk far before a car picks us up, and what a beauty! It rattles, it shakes, it wheezes |
- | ride. The driver is thin, of, | + | |
- | of his profession. . | + | He stops to drop us by the Nattai |
- | He stops to drop us by the Nattai | + | |
- | Whilst walking around the buildings, we come across | + | Whilst walking around the buildings, we come across a miner bloke, gorging himself something awful on a wopping water-melon. Being a gentleman, he promptly offers us half of it. An being gentlemen, we accept. As he walks back towards the road with us, we ask our friend where we can get a drink. He insists that we come to the store to have one on him. Naturally we cannot hurt his feelings by refusing! |
- | a minor bloke, gorging himself something awful on a '6) | + | |
- | wopping water-melon. Being a gentleman, he promptly' ) | + | Once more on the road, for the sake of our health, we disdainfully refuse all further lifts. This is all for the best, for the views of the Wollondilly |
- | - offers us half of it. An being gentlemen, we accept, | + | |
- | The persimmon tree is auitte a, deliCacy, after the41gs4 and when | + | Yes, it has to end. Our weekend in paradise draws to the eternal close; a jolting |
- | As he walks back towards the road with us, we ask our friend where we can get a drink. He insists that we come to the store to have one on him. Naturally we cannot hurt his feelings by refusing! | + | |
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- | Once more on the road, for the sake of:our health, we disdainfully refuse all further lifts. This iA all for the best, for the views of the W*11ondilly | + | |
- | Yes, it has to end. bur weekend. in paradiso traws to the eternal close; a jolting | + | __Note:__ The author has since organised two exploratory walks in the Burragorang, but his companions |
- | ,6,1 aim | + | |
- | NOTE: The author has since organised two exploratory walks in the B1A.rragorang, but hisccompaniono | + | ---- |
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- | BUSY AS BEES AT B1ULGUM | + | =====Busy As Bees At Bluegum.===== |
- | "Will the Feduration | + | |
- | latter often wiolding | + | "Will the Federation |
- | saw. The President called the tune of 'Heave-hol",as an improvised | + | |
- | dam went up, with the assistance of some willifig | + | For your information, the Grose River changed its course, and is no longer |
- | For your informationl, the Grose Rivex' | + | |
- | S s s | + | ---- |
- | THE RECORD OF THE ROCKS | + | |
- | (By Trouper). | + | =====The Record Of The Rocks.===== |
- | Yeola - nearly all of us 'know this haven, but Most of us give.. - scarcply, | + | |
- | This time; as I took my plunge in the pool below the tent, something | + | By Trouper. |
- | about tie rocks-arrested my attention. Previously, they hod caused no mental comment. - Slate, I had thought in walking over them to the water' | + | |
- | just plain ordinary grey slate." | + | Yeola - nearly all of us know this haven, but most of us give scarcely |
- | The common forms of slate are a fine, uniformly-grey powder compacted into a rock which breaks into flake' | + | |
- | Normally, there is ndtbAng | + | This time, as I took my plunge in the pool below the tent, something about the rocks arrested my attention. Previously, they had caused no mental comment. |
- | Then how did this pebble get there? I looked around; there was another and yet another - half a dozen of theM. But how could they be amongst the mud? Nearly all were of the same colour as the slate, but definitely units of their own. No satisfactory explanation presented itself. | + | |
- | Now, here was one of a different colour; a pale bluish-grey, | + | The common forms of slate are a fine, uniformly-grey powder compacted into a rock which breaks into flakes. Far from being uniform, the grey in this slate was full of long, narrow |
- | Eagerly, I lent to examine them anew, and found dozens of the relics! Yes, in those rock platforms, the fossils | + | |
- | . ' . | + | Normally, there is nothing |
- | 8. | + | |
- | .. ' . . . : | + | Then how did this pebble get there? I looked around; there was another and yet another - half a dozen of them. But how could they be amongst the mud? Nearly all were of the same colour as the slate, but definitely units of their own. No satisfactory explanation presented itself. |
- | fraction, each decaying cell is replaced by minute particles of the mud, and as this process continues, taking years to complete, the mud retains part or all of the pattern of the animal, fish or plant which it is renlacing. These werc, rl " | + | |
- | It does not need a geologist to find these fossils, for they are easily seen in the rock platform above the pool in front of the camp site They represent the remains of ancient shellfish, termed "spiriftra" (singular, "spirifor"), and you may see the actua limestone of thd shells, and in one or two isolated cases, there is, inside this limestone, the grey s3-4-- | + | Now, here was one of a different colour; a pale bluish-grey, |
- | Spirif era wore brachiopods - i e. shellfish of a structure similar to cockles or muscles - which grew somewhat as shown in the drawing. The -outer (limestone) shell remains in many places, and in one instance - about half way across the top of the rock step some six | + | |
- | w | + | Eagerly, I lent to examine them anew, and found dozens of the relics! Yes, in those rock platforms, the fossils |
- | foot above the pool - is a specimen, some 3" across | + | |
- | almost the whole of the shell preserved, and ZEC00)2, | + | It does not need a geologist to find these fossils, for they are easily seen in the rock platform above the pool in front of the camp site. They represent the remains of ancient shellfish, termed "spirifera" (singular, "spirifer"), and you may see the actual |
- | shown in the diagram represents the secendary | + | |
- | muscle used ,in opening and closing the turn shells; | + | Spirifera |
- | and in this particular specimen, | + | |
- | There is yet a third type of fossil, or rather, strictly speaking, not a fossil - and that is a cast. Instead of 'replacing the animal,.etc. the muds: . might make a cast of them, just as a dentist might make a cast of-a jaw beIbre | + | There is yet a third type of fossil, or rather, strictly speaking, not a fossil - and that is a cast. Instead of replacing the animal, etc. the muds might make a cast of them, just as a dentist might make a cast of a jaw before |
- | fitting false teeth. These shell casts - numbers of them - may be found here,' | + | |
- | slates, and some in the 'chocolate-coloured cliffs on | + | Thus, when next you go to Yeola, with its buffalo |
- | the far side, One such cast is depicted in the drawing, | + | |
- | grass on which to camp, blckberries'to tickle the | + | =====Ponts For Prospetives.===== |
- | palate, and picturesque swimming pools in which to while away the hours, you may read a page of geology' | + | |
- | : | + | |
- | Thus, when next you go to Yeolal with its buffalo. | + | |
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by " | by " | ||
- | Remember the beginning of our schoolday essays "The day dawned bright and sunny" | + | |
- | Moss Vale was honored by our arrival at 1 a m and we pitched tents and snuggled into our bags shortly afterwards. This is where our Prospect begins his education, With previous party and dance experience he has already made friends | + | Remember the beginning of our schoolday essays "The day dawned bright and sunny" |
- | Prospectives may also know each other by comparing packs. When the food list is made up the Prospect usually finds his quota is not needed until the last day. In addition his walking friends ? may incidentally place some of their heavier gear in the pack. Usually error is rectified on the tram journey home, | + | |
- | One of the highlights of the trip:Ss the halt called at Barretts, Mr. Barrett is noted for his prowess at palm reading and our Prospect duly lines up for inspection. Apart from a slight-error, at the beginning, when he is mistaken for a miner; the interview | + | Moss Vale was honored by our arrival at 1 a.m and we pitched tents and snuggled into our bags shortly afterwards. This is where our Prospect begins his education. With previous party and dance experience he has already made friends |
- | that. Play up that gambling luck. This is just the time to make your fortune. You beaut, stop a minute though,. Mr.Barrettmay | + | |
- | Next lesson is ccnducted at Yarrunga Creek. Here our Prospect finds himself at the head of trio party and, determined to show to advantage he Usps from rock to rock and arrives on the far side just as the leader announces that the camp will be made before crossing the creek. Any Prospect who recrosses the creek without falling in several times will now raise the right hand, | + | Prospectives may also know each other by comparing packs. When the food list is made up the Prospect usually finds his quota is not needed until the last day. In addition his walking friends ? may incidentally place some of their heavier gear in the pack. Usually error is rectified on the tram journey home. |
- | On Sunday afternoon the party headed off in different directions, Some spoke of a milk wagon, the rest were just as determined on going to Kiama. After receiving the news that his horse had run last, our Prospect didn't care whore he went, so they led him tre On to a mountain and showed him the promised land, but being dead beat he didn't see a thing. In the morning he was lead down to Berry, | + | |
+ | One of the highlights of the trip is the halt called at Barretts. Mr. Barrett is noted for his prowess at palm reading and our Prospect duly lines up for inspection. Apart from a slight error, at the beginning, when he is mistaken for a miner; the interview | ||
+ | |||
+ | Next lesson is ccnducted at Yarrunga Creek. Here our Prospect finds himself at the head of trio party and, determined to show to advantage he leaps from rock to rock and arrives on the far side just as the leader announces that the camp will be made before crossing the creek. Any Prospect who recrosses the creek without falling in several times will now raise the right hand. | ||
+ | |||
+ | On Sunday afternoon the party headed off in different directions. Some spoke of a milk wagon, the rest were just as determined on going to Kiama. After receiving the news that his horse had run last, our Prospect didn't care where he went, so they led him up on to a mountain and showed him the promised land, but being dead beat he didn't see a thing. In the morning he was lead down to Berry, | ||
When last heard of he was questioning a Bushwalkeress as to how to make custard, so there is hope yet. | When last heard of he was questioning a Bushwalkeress as to how to make custard, so there is hope yet. | ||
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- | MEMBERS ON THE MOVE STUART DRYDEN for LONDON | ||
- | , Hollywood. has its career girls but S.33.1q; 'ha; its. career man. Stuart Dryd en; graduated B.Sc. in Physics from Melbourne University 194l. After two years on ,optical research with the Municians 'Panel of Mel- | ||
- | ' bourne-Is' | ||
- | Stuart is to leave Erngland. in. early AUgUit;' | ||
- | sojourn at University of Londoi-o3Eamining the biikavlour Of 'ai electric materials. | ||
- | . 11:te r.yiewod...by the staff, his comment was.: nlYlaybe I' | ||
- | again." | ||
- | -.11gro Is ohec,rs from us Start | ||
- | . | ||
- | Ira and Dot Butler (nee Dot English) are 1; | + | =====Members On The Move.===== |
- | Membership | + | |
- | Economi st on the Food Missiont | + | ====Stuart Dryden for London.==== |
+ | |||
+ | Hollywood has its career girls but S.B.W. has its career man. Stuart Dryden graduated B.Sc. in Physics from Melbourne University 194l. After two years on optical research with the Municians Panel of Melbourne' | ||
+ | |||
+ | Interviewed by the staff, his comment was; "Maybe I'll starve or freeze; but I'll be looking forward to coming back to roam the wilds again." | ||
+ | |||
+ | Here's cheers from us, Stuart. | ||
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+ | Ira and Dot Butler (nee Dot English) are back on the Active Membership list once more. Ira went to England last year, as Government | ||
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+ | By no means connected with the above is the fact that the Iredale' | ||
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+ | ====Super-Dude Hitch Hiker.==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Well, maybe not a hitch-hiker, | ||
+ | |||
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+ | |||
+ | =====News Behind The News.===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | The club room empty on Friday nights, because of holidays? No General Meeting for want of a Quorum? No matter - the Gossip Scout still got around, and here are tit bits from the trips. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ====Official Party: | ||
+ | |||
+ | A C.M.W. group by their camp-fire on Mumbedah Ck. started at a call ringing clear on the night air: "Hot Pie!" What? Pies on Mumbedah? Oh, no - just Fraser Ratcliffe bringing the crowd down from Guouogang. Bound for the Cox; but someone' | ||
+ | |||
+ | ====Unofficial: | ||
+ | |||
+ | On Katoomba station, we found Hilma Ruby and others as the vanguard of Roley' | ||
+ | |||
+ | King's Birthday found Roley again off the beaten track, with 12 others rambling along the Colo. Jenny tried some artificial erosion by rolling down a hiliside, whilst the boys had a most successful session at Armstrong' | ||
+ | |||
+ | ====Wingecarribie: | ||
+ | |||
+ | Irving Calnan & Co. went down from Joadja to the Wollondilly. Violent sickness assailed the party on returning home. Some said, " | ||
+ | |||
+ | We suggested, " | ||
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+ | "No, no!" they cried, "we came baCk in a car!" | ||
+ | |||
+ | ====Whither Away?==== | ||
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+ | A milling throng on Central: "About 50 of us", they said. Truly, they made enough noise for such. They knew not whither they were going, but the President and Wife were present, so all was Quite Official. In one bunch they sallied forth from Moss Vale: in a bus, allegedly procured by Ron Eddes. Somewhere round about somewhere else, someone had an inspiration: | ||
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+ | " | ||
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+ | A third section thought they were following Rus Wilkins' | ||
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+ | ====Dramatic: | ||
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+ | The Play-night was considered a success. "This will be one amateur show that starts on time", Joan had said. Indeed, the Town Hall clock had scarce finished striking eight when the curtains opened, and Gordon Ballard struck up the opening overture. We congratulate Joan Savage, Ray Kirkby and others who contributed to the evening' | ||
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+ | Players explain that, if they staggered, it was __not__ inebriation. They defy anyone to stand before a throng of fellow walkers without some shaking at the knees. Moreover, would the audience please refrain from discussing food-lists and walks plans whilst players are on stage? | ||
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- | By no mean g cOnnected with the above is' the -fact 'that the Iredale' | ||
- | SUPER-DUPER: | ||
- | maybe hot a hitCh-hiker, | ||
- | y A y | ||
- | Lancastrian - and he -gets paid for travelling | ||
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- | 11. | ||
- | NEWS BEHIND THE NEWS. | ||
- | The club robM empt(on Friday nights, becAlse of holidays? No | ||
- | Generaljfieoting for want of a Quorum? No matter - the Gossip Scout still | ||
- | got-aroUnd, An'd here are tit 'bits from the trips.. | ||
- | OFFICIAL RkRTY: | ||
- | A -C,M.W, group by their camp-fire on Mumbedah Ck. started at aloall ringing clear 'onthe night air: "Hot PieSt" | ||
- | Bound for the Cox; but sorieonels astronav went wrongl UNOFFICIAL: | ||
- | On Katoomba station, we found i/ Hilma Ruby and others as the vanguard of Roley' | ||
- | King's Birthday found Roley again off the beaten track, with 12 others rambling alcing iho Colo, Jenny tried some artificial erosion by rolling down a hiliside,, | ||
- | WINGECARRIBIE: | ||
- | ' | ||
- | Violent -sickness assailed the 'party On returning home. Some said, " | ||
- | . We suggested, " | ||
- | -"Yo, no!" they cried, "we came baCk in a car!' | ||
- | .WHITHER AWAY?, | ||
- | A milling throng on Central: "About 50 of us", they said. Truly, they made enough noise for such They knew not whither they were going, but the President and Wife were present, so all was Quite Official, In one bunch they sallied fort from Moss Vale: in a bus, allegedly procured by | ||
- | Ron Eddes, Somewhere round about somewhere else, someone had an ifispiratiom: | ||
- | " | ||
- | A third section thought they were following Pus Wilkins' | ||
- | 12. DRAMATIC: | ||
- | The Play-night was considered a success. "This will be one amateur show that starts on time", Joan had said. Indeed, the Town Hall clock had scarce finished striking eight when the curtains opened, and Gordon Ballard struck up the opening overture. We congratulate Joan | ||
- | Savage, Ray Kirkby -nd others who contributed to the evening' | ||
- | tainment, not forgetting Norma BRrden wielding the horse-hair bow. | ||
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BARREN LANDS BEWILDERMENT, | BARREN LANDS BEWILDERMENT, | ||
Per medium of many tongues, we heard of the Official Walk across the Barren lands to Kiama. The party was " | Per medium of many tongues, we heard of the Official Walk across the Barren lands to Kiama. The party was " |
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