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-THE FACTORY WAS WARN:ED.
+=====The Factory Was Warmed.=====
 Paddy entertained some 25 or 30 walkers at this factory in Harris Street on the evening of May 9th. Probably there would have been more had the weather been less forbidding or Harris Street better protected by awnings.
-Despite a blackout which prevented running some of the plant until after 6.30, all present seened quite fascinated with the gadgets which turn out packs,sleeping bags and all the assorted paraphernalia of bushwalking. During this stage of the evening the visitors interested themselves in operating the manually-actuated machinery - the various leather punches, the array of sewing machines, the cunning device which cuts out a hole in fabric and plugs in eyelets all in one stroke.
+Despite a blackout which prevented running some of the plant until after 6.30, all present seemed quite fascinated with the gadgets which turn out packs, sleeping bags and all the assorted paraphernalia of bushwalking. During this stage of the evening the visitors interested themselves in operating the manually-actuated machinery - the various leather punches, the array of sewing machines, the cunning device which cuts out a hole in fabric and plugs in eyelets all in one stroke.
 When the power authorities relented we were able to see the strap cuter ripping out a variety of strips of leather of assorted thicknesses, the emery wheel on which sections of tube for rucksack frames are cut, and the electric cutter which was driven through some thirty or forty thicknesses of duck (destined to become packs) already pegged out and scribed in chalk with mysterious patterns. For the life of me I couldn't make out where one or two of the crescentic cuts of material belonged in a rucksack, but I daresay the gent who marked-off the material knew.
-Finegrain
-Developing
+After refreshments served by May Pallin and several assistants, the visitors reluctantly dragged themselves away, Elsa McGregor consoling herself with the thought that, as Malcolm was away down the South Coast, he couldn't be present and so would not be hankering after facsimiles of the Pallin equipment.
-!Sparkling
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-Perfect
-Enlargements
+=====B.O. Areas.=====
-PHOTOGRAPHY !
-You press the button, we'll do the rest I.
+Areas which were burnt out in the summer fires are swiftly resuming a pleasantly green appearance, so that it is unlikely we shall have to report further for the present. That is to say, until neglect, thoughtlessness and stupidity create next summer's hazard... However -
-LEICA
-PHOTO
+====Kanangra Tops:====
-SERVICE
-Macquarie Place
+No damage evident from the Walls, and most of the areas bordering the road out from Jenolan Caves undamaged (Anzac report).
-SYDNEY N.S.W.
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+====Warrumbungles:====
-Your
-Rollfilms
+Fires have raced up some of the ridges between Timor Rock and Pincham's Farm, but the area is rapidly recovering (Easter).
-or
-Leica films
+====Cowan - Gunyah Bay:====
-deserve the
-best SERVICE
+No evidence of fires along the ridge usually taken.
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-After refreshments served by May Pallin and several assistants, the visitors reluctantly dragged themselves away, Elsa McGregor consoling herself with the thought that, as Malcolm was away down the South Coast, he couldn't be present ani so would not be hankering after facsimiles of the Pallin equipment.
+====Barren Ground:====
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-B.O. AREAS.
+Fires have been across the tops south from Barren Ground Trig, but only remaining evidence is charred underbrush. Reeds and grasses restored (mid - May).
-out in the appearance, for the pr stupidity
-Areas which were burnt resuming a pleasantly green shall have to report further neglect, thoughtlessness and However -summer fires are swiftly
+====Nepean Lookout:====
-so that it is unlikely we esent. That is to say, until create next summerts hazard ..
-KANANGRA TOPS: No damage evident from the Walls, and most of the
+No trace of fires for about 1 mile north-east from Euroka Clearing, but burnt out, and dirty walking toward the Lookout. Glenbrook Gorge appears to be unspoiled (early May).
-areas bordering the road at from Jenolan Caves undamaged (Anzac report)
-WARRUMBUNGLES: Fires have raced up some of the ridges between Timor Rock TE7-15-27Miam's Farm, but the area is rapidly recovering (Easter).
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-COWAN-GUNYAH  BAY: No evidence of fires along the ridge usually taken.
-BARREN GROUND: Fires have been across the tops south from Barren 7roundg, but only remaining evidence is charred underbrush. Reeds and grasses restored (mid - May).
+====Mechanised Department.====
- NEPEAN LOOKOUT: No trace of fires for about 1 mile north-east from 77roa-7177757g, but burnt out, and dirty walking toward the Lookout. Glenbrook Gorge appears to be unspoiled (early May).
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+In contradistinction to the previously mentioned "Lower Income Group" the Club has now a closely knit Motorised Section. Its first official outing was to Kanangra Walls at Anzac Weekend, and when the weather proved unkind it degenerated into an outright motor tour, complete with caves inspection at Jenolan, followed by a camp in clearing weather at the Lett River crossing. It is understood that the group has not yet chosen its name, but in acknowledgment of its parent organisation, it is believed S.B.W. (standing  for Sybarite Bush Walkers) is favoured. A small metal wheel worn below the flannel flower will indicate membership. Occasional walking trips will be carried out to avoid the hazard of atrophy in the lower limbs coupled with extreme deposition of flesh at the base of the spine.
-MECHANISED DEPARTMENT. In contradistinction to the previously mentioned 77owg7717777me Groupthe Club has now a closely knit Mctorised Section. Its first official outing was to Kanangra Walls at Anzac Iveekend, and When the weather proved unkind it degenerated into an outright motor tour, complete with caves inspection at Jenolan, followed by a camp in clearing weather at the Lett River crossing. It is understood that the group has not yet chosen its name, but in acknowledgment of its parent organisation, it is believed S.B.W. (standing  for Sybarite Bush Walkers) is favoured. A small metal wheel worn below the flannel flower will indicate membership. Occasional walking trips will be carried out to avoid the hazard of atrophy in the lower limbs coupled with extreme deposition of flesh at the base of the spine.
-GIRLS! GIRLS: GIRLS! It appears that only advertising splurge for the Tiv. can hone nT7 advertise taus nowadays - follows the lament of one lonely male: hLadies: Ladies! On the day walks of Sunday 20th April the attendance was all male except one young lady (a Irospective member). On Sunday 4th and 11th May another young lady (a visitor) graced the party of men who attended on each occasio n.
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-Really girls, apart from the desirability of your attendance to assist and advise prospectives and visitors, and conceding that you canIt be in two places at once, w1-.en may we expect to see more than one of the "gentle sex on a day walk?
-0 DDDDD
+====Girls! Girls! Girls!====
+It appears that only advertising splurge for the Tiv. can honestly advertise thus nowadays - follows the lament of one lonely male: "Ladies! Ladies! On the day walks of Sunday 20th April the attendance was all male except one young lady (a prospective member). On Sunday 4th and 11th May another young lady (a visitor) graced the party of men who attended on each occasion.
+Really girls, apart from the desirability of your attendance to assist and advise prospectives and visitors, and conceding that you can't be in two places at once, when may we expect to see more than one of the "gentle" sex on a day walk?
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 Another report on the doings of the motorised detachment at Anzac Weekend :-
 The Lett River was running fairly high after the Anzac Day rain. In crossing some sloping stones, Edna Stretton dropped her scarf in the rapids and it started to float away in the rush of water. Forward the male! In an instant one of the male members of the party had shed his shoes and socks and plunged into the swirling water - just too late. The current had whisked the scarf out of reach.
-Nothing daunted, he shouted a suitable warning, and off came his
-trousers. The ladies of the party, with late Victorian decorum, sat with eyes averted, but the strain of not knowing how the scarf was getting on proved too much. Each had several surreptitiouL, peeps. How luckTit was that the man of the hour, F..., wore underpants and a long-tailed shirt!
+Nothing daunted, he shouted a suitable warning, and off came his trousers. The ladies of the party, with late Victorian decorum, sat with eyes averted, but the strain of not knowing how the scarf was getting on proved too much. Each had several surreptitious peeps. How lucky it was that the man of the hour, F..., wore underpants and a long-tailed shirt!
 P.S. - the scarf was recovered."
-BY ANY OTHER NAME ..
-.1,011
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-Among the interesting things we learned from Thistle Steadfs illustrated lecture on Australian flora and trees (May 16th) was why
-a bloom like, say, Chloanthes Stoechadis, has no common name. It
+====By Any Other Name...====
-seems we have such a superabundance of species of wild flowers that there arenrt enough popular names to go around.
-Apart from the more-or-less technical slides illustrating the form of some of the flowers she discussed, Mrs. Stead had been
+Among the interesting things we learned from Thistle Stead's illustrated lecture on Australian flora and trees (May 16th) was why a bloom like, say, Chloanthes Stoechadis, has no common name. It seems we have such a superabundance of species of wild flowers that there aren't enough popular names to go around.
-fortunate rough to obtain some exquisite colour slides from a
-Mr. Reeves in Melbourne, and it is certain we have not before seen such a varied display in the wild flower field.
+Apart from the more-or-less technical slides illustrating the form of some of the flowers she discussed, Mrs. Stead had been fortunate enough to obtain some exquisite colour slides from a Mr. Reeves in Melbourne, and it is certain we have not before seen such a varied display in the wild flower field.
-Emphasising that climate and soils produced not only the wide
-variety of vegetation found in this continent, but rung changes on
+Emphasising that climate and soils produced not only the wide variety of vegetation found in this continent, but rung changes on the same species spread over different regions, Mr. Stead explained that there was something practical we could do towards conservation of native flora. While it would be difficult to persuade the authorities that a total ban on sale of wildflowers was necessary, evidence that a particular species was in danger of extinction may produce a measure to protect that plant. For example, the Native Rose (Boronia Serrulata, according to Mrs. Stead's own book) was under review. It would be important, of course, to have quite definite information that the plant we sought to protect was really becoming rare.
-the same species spread over different regions, Mr. Stead explained that there was something practical we could do towards conservation of native flora. While it would be difficult to persuade the authorities that a total ban on sale of wildflowers was necessary, evidence that a particular species was in danger of extinction may produce a measure to protect that plant. For example, the Native Rose (Boronia Serrulata, according to Mrs. Stead/s own book) was under review. It would be important, of course, to have quite definite information that the plant we sought to protect was really becoming rare.
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-TRUNDLING DOWN THE COX.
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+=====Trundling Down The Cox.=====
 Brian G. Harvey.
 To avoid unfavourable comment, I thought it better to carry out the whole trip in dead secrecy from the earliest preparations until this article went to press.
 During my home-building operations I had acquired one of those pneumatic-tyred metal wheel barrows and had noted the case with which 250 pounds of bricks could be wheeled about the job - up narrow sloping planks or bounced over low obstacles.
-Later, this gave me an idea. Had not fully grown men been pushed in wheel barrows from Sydney to Melbourne and vice versa, for wagers? Had not the intrepid Myles Dunphy pushed a perambulator, loaded with gear, food and a then young family eighteen miles from the Oberon Road to Kanangra Walls before the advent of the present road? Why should I not trundle a barrow-load of camping gear and succulent food along the grassy banks of the Cox River, downhill to Burragorang? Of course, it would have been another case of putting the cart before the horscl
-The Chinese arc credited with the first barrow, I believe, but their models have the wheel more centred so that most of the weight is taken up by the wheel. For some reason ours have the wheel well forward - probably for greater ease in steering - but with the
+Later, this gave me an idea. Had not fully grown men been pushed in wheel barrows from Sydney to Melbourne and vice versa, for wagers? Had not the intrepid Myles Dunphy pushed a perambulator, loaded with gear, food and a then young family eighteen miles from the Oberon Road to Kanangra Walls before the advent of the present road? Why should I not trundle a barrow-load of camping gear and succulent food along the grassy banks of the Cox River, downhill to Burragorang? Of course, it would have been another case of putting the cart before the horse!
-.
-great disadvantage of sharing the load fifty-fifty with the pusher".
+The Chinese are credited with the first barrow, I believe, but their models have the wheel more centred so that most of the weight is taken up by the wheel. For some reason ours have the wheel well forward - probably for greater ease in steering - but with the great disadvantage of sharing the load fifty-fifty with the "pusher".
-S o I had the wheel assembly cut off and rewelded Lbout a foot further back, thereby greatly easing the downward pull on the handles. Paddy was taken into confidence, and in the dead of night produced a harness incorporating the ruczsack frame, two loops being slipped under the handles and buckled securely to "D"s welded on to the handles for that purpose. With the waist-strap done up, the "horse" was complete and could push or "whoa" at will. The handles were made comfortable with sponge-rubber grips borrowed from the handle-bars of my push-bike. I was sorely tempted also to borrow the rear-reflector. A coat of dark green paint smartened the outfit.
-I had a week's holiday owing from earlier years, ana I chose early May for the experiment. The barrow was quietly wheeled to Hornsby station, with forwarding arrangements to Megalong by service car. At the same time a box of the heavier gear, food ana a length of light rope was railed, all nicely time in advance of the mechanical propulsion section, to wit, shanks' pony, clad of course in hob nail boots instead of the traditional horseshoes.
+So I had the wheel assembly cut off and rewelded about a foot further back, thereby greatly easing the downward pull on the handles. Paddy was taken into confidence, and in the dead of night produced a harness incorporating the rucksack frame, two loops being slipped under the handles and buckled securely to "D"s welded on to the handles for that purpose. With the waist-strap done up, the "horse" was complete and could push or "whoa" at will. The handles were made comfortable with sponge-rubber grips borrowed from the handle-bars of my push-bike. I was sorely tempted also to borrow the rear-reflector. A coat of dark green paint smartened the outfit.
-We duly took delivery at Megalong and wore accorded dubious looks. Nothing loth, the barrow was wheeled out of sight and loaded with the rucksacks and the box after lunch. By packing the concentrated weight well forward, there was little downward pull on the handles.
-With the total load of about 105 pounds, we started off down the open six-foot track and had no trouble making Gibraltar Creek before dark. Next day, before going very long "rocks ahead" was signalled and here the rope was used from the front to encourage the wheel up
+I had a week's holiday owing from earlier years, and I chose early May for the experiment. The barrow was quietly wheeled to Hornsby station, with forwarding arrangements to Megalong by service car. At the same time a box of the heavier gear, food and a length of light rope was railed, all nicely timed in advance of the mechanical propulsion section, to wit, shanks' pony, clad of course in hob nail boots instead of the traditional horseshoes.
-the sloping rocks or low step-ups. When the going was too difficult the load was"portaged" as they say in the best canoe clubs, and picked up on the other side of the obstacles. In the more convenient spots, whore the river was shallow and sandy close to the bank I merely wheeled in and splashed in boots and all after it. Having high metal sides the load was perfectly protected, and having passed the blockade, came ashore like the amphibious duck of war-time vintage. Just above Harryls River it was necessary for us to make our first crossing to the right bank and here came the great flotation test of the open water. The load was placed 'amidships and covered with a groundsheet, secured round the rim of the tray, and a light rope affixed forYard. Jean went in ahead and slightly upstream and the horse and cart entered the somewhat fast running Cox, still a bit "up" from the fresh of Anzac Weekend. Hero tho river is wide and fairly shallow, the bottom being smooth-polished water-worn granite. There arc several casuarinas growing in the stream, forming tiny islands. Jean made for one of these and secured the rope to a tree, which was just as well as the full force of the water was more than I had bargained for and before I had gone any distance I was slithering about on the smooth bottom, wet from head to toe, but the barrow was riding gaily like the "Queen Mary" in mid-atlantic. I could see it was futile endeavouring to maim a direct crossing, so just worked round gradually through the arc of the tethered rope until I was directly downstream of the tree. Here the water was slacker and more shallow. I fished out a length of cord under the groundsheet, end tied the loose ond to the front of the flchassis" and throw the ball to Jean. She exchanged the cord far the rope, and crossed with the latter to the next "island", and again I swung across the current. After releasing the cord from the first tree, we again repeated the operation and then, with a straight pull, landed high and no-so-dry on the far bank, and so onwards downstream.
-Harrys River was running strongly, and was negotiated in a single swing. From this spot the bank was abominably rocky, with trees close together, jamming progress. All the gear and food was carried down to where the cattlepad recomrtnced, necessitating two trips. The barrow wasP then lugged, pulled, carried on its side and cursed generally for about 400 yards until the open-going again was reached.
+We duly took delivery at Megalong and were accorded dubious looks. Nothing loth, the barrow was wheeled out of sight and loaded with the rucksacks and the box after lunch. By packing the concentrated weight well forward, there was little downward pull on the handles.
-Not wishing to start the next day with another water-jump, we decided to cross back just at Breakfast Creek, where the Cox is sandy bottomed. We tied tho rope and cord together, secured it on the other side, and swung across, and wheeled the ship up the gravel at the mouth of the creek. Deciding it was a day, we camped and dried out our wet clothes.
-From here the banks were a treat, the rock patches becoming further apart, although on the bends Where the stoop slopes came
+With the total load of about 105 pounds, we started off down the open six-foot track and had no trouble making Gibraltar Creek before dark. Next day, before going very long "rocks ahead" was signalled and here the rope was used from the front to encourage the wheel up the sloping rocks or low step-ups. When the going was too difficult the load was "portaged" as they say in the best canoe clubs, and picked up on the other side of the obstacles. In the more convenient spots, where the river was shallow and sandy close to the bank I merely wheeled in and splashed in boots and all after it. Having high metal sides the load was perfectly protected, and having passed the blockade, came ashore like the amphibious duck of war-time vintage. Just above Harry's River it was necessary for us to make our first crossing to the right bank and here came the great flotation test of the open water. The load was placed "amidships" and covered with a groundsheet, secured round the rim of the tray, and a light rope affixed for'ard. Jean went in ahead and slightly upstream and the horse and cart entered the somewhat fast running Cox, still a bit "up" from the fresh of Anzac Weekend. Here the river is wide and fairly shallow, the bottom being smooth-polished water-worn granite. There are several casuarinas growing in the stream, forming tiny islands. Jean made for one of these and secured the rope to a tree, which was just as well as the full force of the water was more than I had bargained for and before I had gone any distance I was slithering about on the smooth bottom, wet from head to toe, but the barrow was riding gaily like the "Queen Mary" in mid-atlantic. I could see it was futile endeavouring to make a direct crossing, so just worked round gradually through the arc of the tethered rope until I was directly downstream of the tree. Here the water was slacker and more shallow. I fished out a length of cord under the groundsheet, and tied the loose end to the front of the "chassis" and threw the ball to Jean. She exchanged the cord for the rope, and crossed with the latter to the next "island", and again I swung across the current. After releasing the cord from the first tree, we again repeated the operation and then, with a straight pull, landed high and not-so-dry on the far bank, and so onwards downstream.
-right down to the river edge it was ncessary to cross. The mechanical marvel was riding well on the cattlepads, being as easy on the shoulders as a good ono-day pack. The constant gripping on the handles to maintain balance and guidance was a little tiring however. It left Jean free of any burden whatever which gave mo the idea that a party of,say, three husky young gents could take their turn in the shafts in shifts and thus have a very enjoyable trip in similar country. I could also visualise a certain bushwalking club which conducts an annual marathon walk putting an a wheel barrow race next year:
-.
+Harrys River was running strongly, and was negotiated in a single swing. From this spot the bank was abominably rocky, with trees close together, jamming progress. All the gear and food was carried down to where the cattlepad recommenced, necessitating two trips. The barrow was then lugged, pulled, carried on its side and cursed generally for about 400 yards until the open-going again was reached.
-Before Konangaroo Clearing was reached, the river was crossed seven times. The crossings were selected with great cunning, generally above the rapids where the bottom was most shallow, and then by Jean taking the line across first the single swingh was all that was necessary.
+Not wishing to start the next day with another water-jump, we decided to cross back just at Breakfast Creek, where the Cox is sandy bottomed. We tied the rope and cord together, secured it on the other side, and swung across, and wheeled the ship up the gravel at the mouth of the creek. Deciding it was a day, we camped and dried out our wet clothes.
+From here the banks were a treat, the rock patches becoming further apart, although on the bends where the steep slopes came right down to the river edge it was ncessary to cross. The mechanical marvel was riding well on the cattlepads, being as easy on the shoulders as a good one-day pack. The constant gripping on the handles to maintain balance and guidance was a little tiring however. It left Jean free of any burden whatever which gave me the idea that a party of, say, three husky young gents could take their turn in the shafts in shifts and thus have a very enjoyable trip in similar country. I could also visualise a certain bushwalking club which conducts an annual marathon walk putting an a wheel barrow race next year!
+Before Konangaroo Clearing was reached, the river was crossed seven times. The crossings were selected with great cunning, generally above the rapids where the bottom was most shallow, and then by Jean taking the line across first the single "swing" was all that was necessary.
 There were a couple of lads camped an Konangaroo when we arrived, but we had the forethought not to display our club badge and so saved the Club the day. As it was twelve years since I last was there we decided to spend two nights enjoying the area. With washing to do, we just wheeled the barrow down the bank of the Kanangra, filled up with Rinso suds, washed, rinsed out, all very convenient. We thought of using the barrow as a water cart to save filling the water bags, but the taste of the fresh paint didn't appeal.
-Next day saw us at the Kowmung Junction for lunch, and we negotiated the river without shipping drop. Black Dog Rock now loomed ahead, an insurmountable rocky barrier, falling sheer into the water. Here we all three got properly afloat in the chilly waters, nudging the barrow along parallel to the bank and out again as scan as possible to recover our breath. We made a cup of tea to warm ourselves and proceeded to a camp at the foot of the Policeman Range where the bank presented a broad couch-grass flat, with a lovely bank of driftwood right on hand for the fire. We found some nice juicy
-worms under a rotten log, and tried out our nylon line without success.
+Next day saw us at the Kowmung Junction for lunch, and we negotiated the river without shipping a drop. Black Dog Rock now loomed ahead, an insurmountable rocky barrier, falling sheer into the water. Here we all three got properly afloat in the chilly waters, nudging the barrow along parallel to the bank and out again as soon as possible to recover our breath. We made a cup of tea to warm ourselves and proceeded to a camp at the foot of the Policeman Range where the bank presented a broad couch-grass flat, with a lovely bank of driftwood right on hand for the fire. We found some nice juicy worms under a rotten log, and tried out our nylon line without success. However we were quite content with a three-course meal without a fish entree. Gee, what appetising meals one can have out of tins - goodbye forever to the dehydrated tucker!
-However we were quite content with a three-course meal without a fish entree. Gee, what appetising meals one can have out of tins - goodbye forever to the dehydrated tucker:
-With no greater obstacles than wire fences we picked up the A_d road at Moody's next day, and at dusk reached McMahon's, having
+With no greater obstacles than wire fences we picked up the old road at Moody's next day, and at dusk reached McMahon's, having remained on the right bank since Konangaroo.
-remained on the right bank since Konangaroo.
-Heavy rain had set in, and we were glad to accept the offer of civilised accommodation for the night, with prospects of fresh bread,
+Heavy rain had set in, and we were glad to accept the offer of civilised accommodation for the night, with prospects of fresh bread, cream and milk, not to mention the luxury of a bed. We found there was a service car leaving for Camden next morning at 8 a.m. from King's, about four or five miles down the road, and arranged for the barrow to be taken back to Camden on top of a bus next day, with subsequent railing back to Hornsby. As it was necessary to make la early start we would cook our own breakfast, and to obviate oversleeping borrowed an alarm clock. As its shrill notes rang out in the pre-dawn dark next morning we awoke with a start, just as you dear reader will awake when you realise nothing of the foregoing ever happened.
-cream and milk, not to mention the luxury of a bed. We found there was a service car leaving for Camden next morning at 8 a.m. from
-King's, about four or five miles down the road, and arranged for the barrow to be taken back to Camden on top of a bus next day, with subsequent railing back to Hornsby. As it was necessary to make la
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-early start we would cook our own breakfast, and to obviate oversleeping borrowed an alarm clock. As its shrill notes rang out in the pre-dawn dark next morning we awoke with a start, just as you dear reader will awake when you realise nothing of the foregoing ever
-happened.
+====The Quarter Century Party (The event of the Century).====
-THE ApARTER CENTURY PARTY. (The event of the Century
-THE PLACE   THE "DUNGOWAN"
+  * The place - the "Dungowan".
-THE TIME ---- FRIDAY, OCTOBER 17th, 1952. THE PARTY ---- ALL MEMBERS, PAST & PRESENT,
+  * The time - Friday, October 17th, 1952.
-FRIENDS, RELATIVES, & WHAT-HAVE-YOU. THE PRICE 77"' 17s. 6d. per head.
+  * The party - all members, past adn present, friends, relatives, and what-have-you.
-KEEP IN TOUCH WITH THE SOCIAL SECRETARY & HFR MINIONS.
+  * The price - 17s. 6d. per head.
-.
-THE UNOFFICIAL OFFICIAL EASTER TRIP.
+Keep in touch with the Social Secretary and her minions.
-By "Eenaweenn" and John Boohluck.
-(We are fortunate in having two versions of this trip: using the accepted Scotland Yard and F.B.I. method of comparing statements, we can only say, either there has been ccllision or both parties are blameless. We publish below, interleaved, the two reports, - Editor.)
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-Eenaweena reLorts: It was the official Easter trip, and a very wet Easter too, but despite all this five hardy walkers met at Central Station on Thursday night. There were Pat, Jean, John, Peter and Fred.
-We were only allowed to get an the train after much argument with the
+=====The Unofficial Official Easter Trip.=====
-guard who pointed out that "the train only goes as far as Bundanoon". Fortunately we were able to convince him that it was all right, and he kindly gave his permission. We arrived at Moss Vale on schedule, but enquiries regarding a car to Meryla Pass revealed that it was impossible
-to go out there due to washaways on the road. "Maps out" and a conference followed.
+By "Eenaweena" and John Bookluck.
-It was decided to go to Fitzroy Falls from where a track was shown to lead down into Kangaroo Valley past an old sawmill. To fortify ourselves for the trip we visited a local cafe for refreshments before setting gat. The car had to go via Bowral, again due to washaways. We
-arrived at Fitzroy Falls after much skidding about in the mud, and
+(We are fortunate in having two versions of this trip: using the accepted Scotland Yard and F.B.I. method of comparing statements, we can only say, either there has been collision or both parties are blameless. We publish below, interleaved, the two reports, - Editor.)
-quickly retired to the shelter shed to dodge the rain and mist. The party spent a restful night sleeping on and under tables, occasionally
-disturbed by a passing car, mumbling people in the shed next door and
+===Eenaweena reports:===
-stray drips off the roof.
-John Bookluck reports: With Peter Stitt out of contact with the modern7731777-7_77FHther threatening, and the chance of cancellation of the
+It was the official Easter trip, and a very wet Easter too, but despite all this five hardy walkers met at Central Station on Thursday night. There were Pat, Jean, John, Peter and Fred. We were only allowed to get on the train after much argument with the guard who pointed out that "the train only goes as far as Bundanoon". Fortunately we were able to convince him that it was all right, and he kindly gave his permission. We arrived at Moss Vale on schedule, but enquiries regarding a car to Meryla Pass revealed that it was impossible to go out there due to washaways on the road. "Maps out" and a conference followed.
-trip, five cheery souls turned up - cheery only because they had not
-expected to meet.
+It was decided to go to Fitzroy Falls from where a track was shown to lead down into Kangaroo Valley past an old sawmill. To fortify ourselves for the trip we visited a local cafe for refreshments before setting out. The car had to go via Bowral, again due to washaways. We arrived at Fitzroy Falls after much skidding about in the mud, and quickly retired to the shelter shed to dodge the rain and mist. The party spent a restful night sleeping on and under tables, occasionally disturbed by a passing car, mumbling people in the shed next door and stray drips off the roof.
-At Moss Vale Mother Nature greeted us with tearladen eyes. It
-was here that the first amendment was made to the schedule. For Meryla Pass we read Fitzroy Falls. That evening we bushwalkers-turnedpicnickers spent sheltering under the tables of the shelter shed.
+===John Bookluck reports:===
-Eenaweena continues: Dawn came and our neighbours departed in their little car. It was still misty and raining and wonderfully warm in
-the sleeping bags, so we stayed in bed until 9 oTclock when g steady
+With Peter Stitt out of contact with the modern world, the weather threatening, and the chance of cancellation of the trip, five cheery souls turned up - cheery only because they had not expected to meet.
-stream of cars past the shed decided us to "rise and shineh. We looked at the falls, and at the weather, which showed no signs of clearing, managed to get a fire going and proceeded to have a leisuriily breakfast. What with this and packing up it was 12 noon before we moved off. By that time the weather had cleared and it had turned out a beautiful day.. We trudged along the road for about two miles and turned off down a track leang to the old sawmill. Lunched at the mill site about 3 oTclock aid Peter and John spent quite some time admiring old bits of machikery and trying to drive a tractor which still had a brake, clutch and steering wheel, but alas, no engine or tyres.
-.
+At Moss Vale Mother Nature greeted us with tearladen eyes. It was here that the first amendment was made to the schedule. For Meryla Pass we read Fitzroy Falls. That evening we bushwalkers-turned-picnickers spent sheltering under the tables of the shelter shed.
-John Bookluck states: Owing to vagrancy laws and noisy picnickers, we were forced to arise at 11 a.m. By 12 we became ardent road bashers, while some fcund mechanised travelling was easier on the legs. Pat became worried by lunch time (3 p.m.). Already she had ready one- third of the book, and by ingenious calculations worked out it would be necessary to do at least 3 miles per day to prevent her from finishing it before the trip was over. Lunch hour was extended because P.S. had sniffed out the remains of an old sawmill.
-Eenaweena says: We then followed an old cart track along through a saddle and it finally brought us out on to a beautiful clearing on the side of Mt. Carialoo. It was such a lovely spot that it was
+===Eenaweena continues:===
-decided to camp here for the night and climb the mountain in the morninc This evening will long be.remembered.by John and Peter for Pat managed to cook a stew which. had in it. They will gladly give her a reference if any reader is interested in her cooking.
-John Bookluck conaurs (in part): Consc.Lous of nis leadership, Peter Stitt called us together and made the second amendment to the route. It was obvious to him and us that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Thereby we saved 20 miles of walking. So, within 40 minutes we came to a glorious green pasture. Being weary, we dropped our packs, and devoted our remaining time to smoking and photography. Ala, life was good.
+Dawn came and our neighbours departed in their little car. It was still misty and raining and wonderfully warm in the sleeping bags, so we stayed in bed until 9 o'clock when a steady stream of cars past the shed decided us to "rise and shine". We looked at the falls, and at the weather, which showed no signs of clearing, managed to get a fire going and proceeded to have a leisurely breakfast. What with this and packing up it was 12 noon before we moved off. By that time the weather had cleared and it had turned out a beautiful day. We trudged along the road for about two miles and turned off down a track leang to the old sawmill. Lunched at the mill site about 3 o'clock and Peter and John spent quite some time admiring old bits of machinery and trying to drive a tractor which still had a brake, clutch and steering wheel, but alas, no engine or tyres.
-That evening Fred and Jean saw another good bushwalker cook reduced to the level of Peter Stitt, John Bookluck and Clem Ha1l2trom. For under the soft blue evening sky, P.S. and J.B. introduced Pat S. to the secret of stew-making. What went into the stew that night remains a deep mystery. F.L. claims that his missing spoon was dissolved in it.
-Eenaweena relates: Next day we had a not-too-early breakfast and promiTa7 set out to climb the mountain. Found some aborigine spear- sharpening grooves on top and saw beautiful views of Fitzroy and two other falls. Then we shot across to the other side where we looked right across Kangaroo Valley and the ranges beyond. We met a snake on the way - 6 feet of it - and the photographers went wild, while Peter tried to prod the snake into some action.
+===John Bookluck states:===
-John Bookluck has it: On Saturday morning we decided to climb Mount Uarialoo for the sake of bushwalking, since this was no pansy trip, and after all it was only 200 feet to the top of the plateau. On Carialoo we had trouble convincing P. Stitt that we did not want filletted snake for tea - an idea with which he was toying. The snake being large and well-patterned with colour, it Called for camera action, photos being taken at 20 feet, 15 feet, 10 feet and 4.5 feet. John B. kicked himself for not having a portrait lens with him.
-Eenaweena comments: Descended the mountain, meeting some wild goats on the way, a-ETMt the clearing about 12.30. Hacked our way through dense undergrowth, crossed a little creek and climbed on to a grassy ridge at the side of Carialoo. A storm was blowing up, so we decided to descend into the valley before lunch. But what a descent: Nothing but dense undergrowth, lawyer vines, a 90 degrees slopnearly all the way, and some of the party had to negotiate part of the hill by hanging
+Owing to vagrancy laws and noisy picnickers, we were forced to arise at 11 a.m. By 12 we became ardent road bashers, while some found mechanised travelling was easier on the legs. Pat became worried by lunch time (3 p.m.). Already she had read one-third of the book, and by ingenious calculations worked out it would be necessary to do at least 3 miles per day to prevent her from finishing it before the trip was over. Lunch hour was extended because P.S. had sniffed out the remains of an old sawmill.
-.
-to monkey vines. Pat managed to fall on the way down, but wasn't hurt, and Fred stepped into a hole and disappeared so that only head and feet showed. However, after all our trials we arrived at the bottom and had a delayed lunch on the verandah of an old farm house. It was, of course, raining again. The de-leeching process took place on this verandah and much human blood dripped an to the floorboards. One member of the party even plucked a leech from off her seat.
+===Eenaweena says:===
-John Bookluck contributes: We left the campsite half an hour earlier than the pervious day, bashing our way through "saw-yu" vines and nettles until we came to a shelf. After pacing up and down the shelf P.S. led us over and down a well-greased monkey vine. When and haw J.S. came over the shelf remains a mystery. It was good fun.
-By 3 p.m. we lunched and counted our spills. P.S. did one only
+We then followed an old cart track along through a saddle and it finally brought us out on to a beautiful clearing on the side of Mt. Carialoo. It was such a lovely spot that it was decided to camp here for the night and climb the mountain in the morning. This evening will long be remembered by John and Peter for Pat managed to cook a stew which "everything" had in it. They will gladly give her a reference if any reader is interested in her cooking.
-PoJlersault, landing on face. J.S. fed leeches and made a b....y mess of the lunch site. F.L. one only sonersault, landing on face, receiving three only scratches. P.S. (??? which P.S.?? - Ed.) bore down a landslide under gravity receiving one only beaut blue bruise. As for J.B. - fate probably has something in store for him.
-Eenaweena relates: We then followed a road into Kangaroo Valley, and it was not long after we hit the Bendeela Road that a truck came along and ,stopped to give us a lift into Kangaroo Valley-township.
+===John Bookluck conaurs (in part):===
-We decided to spend the night camped in the local camping area and as the truck had taken us right into town, we started trudging along the road back to Hampden Bridge. We had not proceeded far when an old utility stopped and the driver asked where we were going. When told hto the camping areah he told us to hop on the back, sharing the tray with a dog. Half way down the road Peter informed us that the utility had no brakes as he had noticed the fellow executing a hquick double-shuffle" every time he wanted to stop, but this didn't worry us in the least. We arrived in the camping area and our new found friend got out too, saying 'just make yourselves at home. I'll be around later to collect's. It was the caretaker:
-John_Bookluck agrees ruefully: While walking along the road wondering whether we had done 3 oFT7miles a truck driver needing company proved most obliging, so saving us another 8 miles. Vie met another obliging character on the way to Kangaroo Valley Tourist Camp. He was really obliging, and insisted an taking us to the ground, enquired about our tenting accommodation and told us he would be around later to collect our camping fee.
+Conscious of his leadership, Peter Stitt called us together and made the second amendment to the route. It was obvious to him and us that the shortest distance between two points is a straight line. Thereby we saved 20 miles of walking. So, within 40 minutes we came to a glorious green pasture. Being weary, we dropped our packs, and devoted our remaining time to smoking and photography. Ah, life was good.
-And Eenaweena adds: That night we managed to have a beautiful dinner in between showers aid retired to bed fairly early. And then it started pouring, buckets full all night, but thanks to expert pitching of tents we were not washed out - much to the amazement of all the caravan dwellers around the place. It was still raining in the morning, so we had breakfast in bed and got up about 10 o'clock when the rain had become a drizzle.
-After this much discussion followed as to whether we should go on to Yeola and continue the trip, or go to either Moss Vale or Nowra and return to Sydney the same day and meet again on Monday and go to the Show. It was decided to pursue the latter course, and it was still
+That evening Fred and Jean saw another good bushwalker cook reduced to the level of Peter Stitt, John Bookluck and Clem Hallstrom. For under the soft blue evening sky, P.S. and J.B. introduced Pat S. to the secret of stew-making. What went into the stew that night remains a deep mystery. F.L. claims that his missing spoon was dissolved in it.
-.
-misting as we packed up and trudged along the road towards Nowra. after some time a flat top truck pulled up and the driver kindly offered to take us to the top of Cambewarra Mountain, or rather, where the road branches l miles below the top. We hopped on and off we went sitting on a tarpaulin containing more puddles than I ever thought it possible for such a small area to contain.
-We stood in the rain on top of C: bewarra and munched Vita Weets for 1rnch. We apparently looked so pitiful a sight that a local man, passing in his utility, offered to take us to the main road, and from
+===Eenaweena relates:===
-there a short walk of a mile and a half brought us to Bomaderry Station. We hopped on to a train and were off to Sydney, arriving back about 5.30 p.m.
-The next day,, the weather being fine, we met again and attended
+Next day we had a not-too-early breakfast and promptly set out to climb the mountain. Found some aborigine spear-sharpening grooves on top and saw beautiful views of Fitzroy and two other falls. Then we shot across to the other side where we looked right across Kangaroo Valley and the ranges beyond. We met a snake on the way - 6 feet of it - and the photographers went wild, while Peter tried to prod the snake into some action.
-the Show, and there walked many more miles in the one day than we had in the previous three.
-John Bookluck winds uE: Rain, rain, rain. Does it ever do otherwise on lo weekends? How it plagued us walkers: We had had it. There was only one place for us, Sydney. Good old Sydney. Home, Sweet, Homes So it was unanimously agreed to spend Monday at the Show, where we walked the remaining 20 miles of the sdheduledtrip.
+===John Bookluck has it:===
-Inammgmmi
-ACCOMMODATION WANTED.
+On Saturday morning we decided to climb Mount Carialoo for the sake of bushwalking, since this was no pansy trip, and after all it was only 200 feet to the top of the plateau. On Carialoo we had trouble convincing P. Stitt that we did not want filletted snake for tea - an idea with which he was toying. The snake being large and well-patterned with colour, it called for camera action, photos being taken at 20 feet, 15 feet, 10 feet and 4.5 feet. John B. kicked himself for not having a portrait lens with him.
-An interesting note in a recent copy of the hTararua Tramper"
-tells us that the Wellington Walking Club is planning to leave its
+===Eenaweena comments:===
-old quarters. The building in which they have their present club
-room is scheduled for demolition within the next few years, and they plan to build themselves a permanent Club House at an estimated cost of ,3,000. They derive some consolation from the fact that they have paid 2,550 in rent since 1926, aid believe once they have overcome the problem of raising the funds, the Club's recurring costs will be much reduced.
+Descended the mountain, meeting some wild goats on the way, and left the clearing about 12.30. Hacked our way through dense undergrowth, crossed a little creek and climbed on to a grassy ridge at the side of Carialoo. A storm was blowing up, so we decided to descend into the valley before lunch. But what a descent! Nothing but dense undergrowth, lawyer vines, a 90 degrees slope nearly all the way, and some of the party had to negotiate part of the hill by hanging to monkey vines. Pat managed to fall on the way down, but wasn't hurt, and Fred stepped into a hole and disappeared so that only head and feet showed. However, after all our trials we arrived at the bottom and had a delayed lunch on the verandah of an old farm house. It was, of course, raining again. The de-leeching process took place on this verandah and much human blood dripped on to the floorboards. One member of the party even plucked a leech from off her seat.
-From various sources we learn that there was once a project for
-the various Sydney walking clubs to amalgamate for the purchase of a
+===John Bookluck contributes:===
-permanent home, and one can see certain definite advantages (not to
-mention many possibilities of disagreement between the clubs participating).
+We left the campsite half an hour earlier than the pervious day, bashing our way through "saw-yu" vines and nettles until we came to a shelf. After pacing up and down the shelf P.S. led us over and down a well-greased monkey vine. When and how J.S. came over the shelf remains a mystery. It was good fun.
-Tn any case, these days of sky.glighproperty..prices would be
-bad ones to make such an investment, and, even at present rental, our
+By 3 p.m. we lunched and counted our spills. P.S. did one only somersault, landing on face. J.S. fed leeches and made a b....y mess of the lunch site. F.L. one only somersault, landing on face, receiving three only scratches. P.S. (??? which P.S.?? - Ed.) bore down a landslide under gravity receiving one only beaut blue bruise. As for J.B. - fate probably has something in store for him.
-a total'outlay for the thole of the Club's life would. amount to about
-,.600.
+===Eenaweena relates:===
-This is NOT a suggestion, just a few random thoughts inspired
-by the action of the Tararua Trampers.
+We then followed a road into Kangaroo Valley, and it was not long after we hit the Bendeela Road that a truck came along and stopped to give us a lift into Kangaroo Valley township.
-Tune 27th: Tune 27th: Tune 27th: Tune 27th: June 27th.
-THE ANNUAL PHOTOGRAPHIC EXHIBITION you've got to be in it to win it  I
+We decided to spend the night camped in the local camping area and as the truck had taken us right into town, we started trudging along the road back to Hampden Bridge. We had not proceeded far when an old utility stopped and the driver asked where we were going. When told "to the camping area" he told us to hop on the back, sharing the tray with a dog. Half way down the road Peter informed us that the utility had no brakes as he had noticed the fellow executing a "quick double-shuffle" every time he wanted to stop, but this didn't worry us in the least. We arrived in the camping area and our new found friend got out too, saying "Just make yourselves at home. I'll be around later to collect". It was the caretaker!
-.
+===John_Bookluck agrees ruefully:===
+While walking along the road wondering whether we had done 3 or 4 miles a truck driver needing company proved most obliging, so saving us another 8 miles. We met another obliging character on the way to Kangaroo Valley Tourist Camp. He was really obliging, and insisted an taking us to the ground, enquired about our tenting accommodation and told us he would be around later to collect our camping fee.
+===And Eenaweena adds:===
+That night we managed to have a beautiful dinner in between showers aid retired to bed fairly early. And then it started pouring, buckets full all night, but thanks to expert pitching of tents we were not washed out - much to the amazement of all the caravan dwellers around the place. It was still raining in the morning, so we had breakfast in bed and got up about 10 o'clock when the rain had become a drizzle.
+After this much discussion followed as to whether we should go on to Yeola and continue the trip, or go to either Moss Vale or Nowra and return to Sydney the same day and meet again on Monday and go to the Show. It was decided to pursue the latter course, and it was still misting as we packed up and trudged along the road towards Nowra. After some time a flat top truck pulled up and the driver kindly offered to take us to the top of Cambewarra Mountain, or rather, where the road branches l miles below the top. We hopped on and off we went sitting on a tarpaulin containing more puddles than I ever thought it possible for such a small area to contain.
+We stood in the rain on top of Cambewarra and munched Vita Weets for lunch. We apparently looked so pitiful a sight that a local man, passing in his utility, offered to take us to the main road, and from there a short walk of a mile and a half brought us to Bomaderry Station. We hopped on to a train and were off to Sydney, arriving back about 5.30 p.m.
+The next day, the weather being fine, we met again and attended the Show, and there walked many more miles in the one day than we had in the previous three.
+===John Bookluck winds up:===
+Rain, rain, rain. Does it ever do otherwise on long weekends? How it plagued us walkers! We had had it. There was only one place for us, Sydney. Good old Sydney. Home, Sweet, Home! So it was unanimously agreed to spend Monday at the Show, where we walked the remaining 20 miles of the sdheduled trip.
+----
+====Accommodation Wanted.====
+An interesting note in a recent copy of the "Tararua Tramper" tells us that the Wellington Walking Club is planning to leave its old quarters. The building in which they have their present club room is scheduled for demolition within the next few years, and they plan to build themselves a permanent Club House at an estimated cost of £3,000. They derive some consolation from the fact that they have paid £2,550 in rent since 1926, and believe once they have overcome the problem of raising the funds, the Club's recurring costs will be much reduced.
+From various sources we learn that there was once a project for the various Sydney walking clubs to amalgamate for the purchase of a permanent home, and one can see certain definite advantages (not to mention many possibilities of disagreement between the clubs participating).
+Tn any case, these days of sky-hig hproperty prices would be bad ones to make such an investment, and, even at present rental, our total outlay for the whole of the Club's life would amount to about £1,600.
+This is NOT a suggestion, just a few random thoughts inspired by the action of the Tararua Trampers.
+----
+June 27th: June 27th: June 27th: June 27th: June 27th.
+The Annual Photographic Exhibition.
+You've got to be in it to win it!
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