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-BARRIN :EON CALLING.
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-The area surrounding the night hive of activity as our after 9 p m. in order to get
-The train journey was in journey undertaken by Bushwal frivolity, very little seriou off the train at Scone in the the beginning of a trip which
+The area surrounding the map at Central was its usual Friday night hive of activity as our group, 14 in all, assembled there soon after 9 p.m. in order to get the 9.50 train.
-We waited impatiently ft made an appearance. Rucksac with the usual bus driver ea! another 45 minutes, so as hur knocked up a cafe proprietor satisfaction in the short six tire.  Perhaps the most amusir When our thrifty member, Fra: steak from his pocket, all nc embarrassment, asked'the gen: steaks were mixed up, and sa
-Map at Central was its usual Friday group, 14 in all, assembled there soon flale 9.50 train.
+The train journey was in no way different from any other train journey undertaken by Bushwalkers. There was the usual amount of  frivolity, very little seriousness, and very little sleep. We tumbled off the train at Scone in the very early hours of Saturday morning - the beginning of a trip which was to delight us one and all.
-no way different from any other train ers. There was the usual amount of mess, and very little sleep. We tumbled very early hours of Saturday mbrning - was to delight us one clad all0
-r several hours till the bus at last
+We waited impatiently for several hours till the bus at last made an appearance. Rucksacks were piled haphazardly on the roof with the usual bus driver care. The bus wasn't due to leave for another 45 minutes, so as hungry stomachs were crying in anguish we knocked up a cafe proprietor and begged him to feed us. He fed us to satisfaction in the short space of time that we had before our departure. Perhaps the most amusing thing that occurred in the cafe was when our thrifty member, Frank Rigby, brought out a large piece of steak from his pocket, all neatly bundled up, then with slight embarrassment, asked the gentleman would he cook it for him. Somehow steaks were mixed up, and satisfied grunts from John Thconthwaite told us he was enjoying Frank's lovely fresh steak. Frank slowly ate his meal but didn't enjoy it as the meat was tough - not like the steak that John was enjoying.
-s were piled haphazardly on the roof S. The bus wasn't due to leave for gry stomachs were crying: in anguish we and begged. him to feed us. He fed us to 3e of time that we had before our depart-- 3 thing that ocaurred in the cafe was k Rigby, brought out a large piece of atly bundled up, then with slight leman would he cook it for him. Somehow isfied grunts from.John Thconthwaite
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+We hurried out of the cafe in time to catch the bus, and soon settled down for the long ride to Stewart's Brook. Proceeding along the dusty road, soon we were hemmed in on both sides by ascending ridges. Small farms littered some of the hillsides. Admiral Anderson would now and again cry out joyously, "Oh, a mighty shot for my Practica". He was quickly subdued by other walkers who owned different makes of cameras.
-told us he was enjoying Frank's lovely fresh steak. Frank slowly ate his meal but didn't enjoy it as the meat was tough - not like the steak that John was enjoying.
-We hurried out of the cafe in time to catch the settled down for the long ride to Stewart's Brook. the dusty road, soon we were hemmed in on both sides ridges. Small farms littered some of the hillsides. would now and again cry out joyously, "Oh, a mighty Practica". He was quickly subdued by other walkers makes of cameras.
+The bus trip did not last as long as was expected. The first de-bussing occurred when we stopped at the beginning of an apparently solid-looking bridge. Our vehicle groaned to a halt and we were kindly asked to walk the bridge while the bus came over at its leisure. Towards the middle of the bridge a good shot was observed. Fifty per cent of the mob stopped and cameras were brought into action. The bus driver waited patiently while everyone tried to do justice to the scene, then we were on our way again penetrating further and further into the ranges.
-bus, and soon Proceeding along by ascending
-Admiral Anderson shot for my
+The next halt was soon upon us, and we were told that the rest of the way would be by truck. This arrived an hour later, and all the parcels and rucksacks from the mail bus were transferred to the truck. Loading completed we all piled aboard, and off we went again. We must have covered nearly 3 miles when another halt was made, the driver explaining that he would be about 15 minutes. We once again waited patiently till he rejoined us, then we were on our way once more. The next 50 yards of the trip went quickly before we stopped and again changed trucks, but this time a bigger truck which the driver explained was better for crossing the creeks. The next four or five miles was a succession of opening and closing gates. This was done expertly and efficiently by Messrs. Bookluck and Adcock. The watch hands showed 2.30 p.m. when we finally disembarked from the truck, this being as far as we would go. We were practically at the base of the Barrington Tops.
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-The bus trip did not last as long as was expected. The first de-bussing occurred When we stopped at the beginning of an apparently solid-looking bridge. Our vehicle groaned to a halt and we were kindly asked to walk the bridge while the bus came over at its leisure, Towards the middle of the bridge a good shot was observed. Fifty per cent of the mob stopped and cameras were brought into action. The bus driver waited patiently while everyone tried to do justice to the scene, then we were on our way again penetrating further and further into the ranges.
+A quick lunch, its peace broken by the traditional shout "Moving off in one minute!", and our leader, Jim Hooper, speedily donned his pack and urged us onwards. Jim's idea was to try to get to the top near Barrington Trig, by nightfall, but darkness too soon descended upon us, and we were much short of the top when we pitched camp in a saddle just off the main ascent ridge.
-The next halt was soon upon us, and we were told that the rest of the way would be by truck. This arrived an hour later, and all the parcels and rucksacks fram the mail bus were transferred to the truck. Loading completed we all piled aboard, and off we went again. We must have covered nearly 3 miles when another halt was made, the driver explaining that he would be about 15 minutes. We once again waited patiently till he rejoined us, then we were on our way once more. The next 50 yards of the trip went quickly before we stopped and again changed trucks, but this time a bigger truck which the driver explained was better for crossing the creeks. The next four or five miles was a succession of opening and closing gates. This was done expertly and efficiently by Messrs. Bookluck and Adcock. The watch hands showed 2.30 p m. when we finally disembarked from the truck, this being as far as we would go. We were practically at the base of the Barrington Tops.
-A quick lunch, its peace broken by the traditional shout "Moving off in one minute, and our leader, Jim Hooper, speedily donned his pack and urged us onwards. Jim's idea was to try to get to the top near Barrington Trig, by nightfall, but darkness too soon descended upon us, and we were much short of the top when we pitched camp in a saddle just off the main ascent ridge.
+The rumour had got around that John Thornthwaite had a transmitter and receiver in his rucksack. John explained that the idea was to establish a radio link between Sydney and Brisbane. He continued to explain that Carey's Peak (5,064 ft.) would make a good relay station because of its heigat and line of sight north and south. The transmitter and receiver combined in a small compact unit weighing approximately 16 lbs. with batteries and aerial.
-The rumour had got around that John Thornthwaite had a transmittaand receiver in his rucksack. John explained that the idea was to establish a radio link between Sydney and Brisbane. He continued to explain that Carey's Peak (5,064 ft.) would make a good relay station because of its heigat and line of sight north and south. The transmitter and receiver combined in a small compact unit weighing approximately 16 lbs. with batteries and aerial.
-Sunday morning John and myself left slightly earlier than the main party to make for Carey's Peak as quickly as possible. (Careyts Peak is on the opposite side of the Barrington Tops to Barrington Trig.'
+Sunday morning John and myself left slightly earlier than the main party to make for Carey's Peak as quickly as possible. (Carey's Peak is on the opposite side of the Barrington Tops to Barrington Trig.)
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+We reached the Peak at 1 p.m. The gear was quickly set up and to our joy we could hear the amateurs calling. John's call sign was VK2ATO. He soon had the transmitter tuned and gave a call over the snall microphone. To his great satisfaction the signal was heard by several amateurs. During the course of the afternoon contact was established with amateurs at Newcastle, Singleton, Wentworth Falls and Sydney.
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+By nightfall the main party showed up and told us what they had seen during the day. The chief points of interest were the Barrington River, which everyone said was very pretty and most kodachromatic. They also visited the crashed plane site. Later that night several of the party went up to the Peak to see the transmitter in operation. Our camp was in a saddle about 200 ft. below the Peak. The biting cold soon forced the station to close down for the night. When the shelter of the saddle was reached John once again started to transmit, and, believe it or not, contacted The Gib at Bowral (200 miles line of site). The power of this transmitter was about half of a watt, that is about one hundredth of the power needed to operate an ordinary electric globe. The performance was really amazing.
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+Monday morning was different from the usual run of Monday mornings - oh, yes, we were still in the bush and not fighting our way to work! The position was now that we had about eight miles of the "Corker" to go down off the Barringtons, then about four miles of flat walking to Barrington House where we were to catch our bus. Some of the party left at 9 a.m., whilst a few stayed to watch John say his last words on the air from Carey's Peak. We finally all got away by 10 a.m. and had a burn down the Corker with the Admiral and Beryl Christensen as pacemakers. For breakfast the Admiral had had a spoonful of Terry's, this being enough to give him the stamina that a pacemaker needs. I haven't yet persuaded Beryl to try Terry's, but the Admiral is gradually weakening.
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+The Corker was terminated by a most beautiful pool into which water cascaded from two or three directions, churning up the sparkling surface to a white foam. The party that left Carey's at 9 a.m. were sitting down having lunch when we arrived, footsore aad weary. We once again had a quick lunch, having four miles to do in 1 1/2 hours before the bus left.
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+The walk to Barrington House from the bottom of the Corker is all rain forest, and it presented a beautiful scene. On the side of the tracks many native orchids were observed clinging to tree trunks and moss-covered rocks. Barrington House soon loomed up out of the forest. We all refreshed here and settled comfortably in the bus with a troup of boy scouts. I don't think they could quite make out what we were because we didn't have uniforms.
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+The ride to Maitland was exceptionally pretty as undulating country goes. Looking back we could see the Barrington Tops silhouetted against the setting sun. We arrived at Maitland to clamber on to a train to Newcastle where, after a meal, we boarded a fast train to Sydney, all of us wondering when we would see the enchanting Barrington Tops again.
-We reaQhed the Peak at 1 p m. The gear was quickly set up and to our joy we could hear the amateurs calling. John's call sign was VK2ATO. He soon had the transmitter tuned and gave a call over the snall microphone. To his great satisfaction the signal was heard by several amateurs. During the course of the afternoon contact was established with amateurs at Newcastle, Singleton, Wentworth Falls and Sydney.
-By nightfall the main party showed up and told us what they had seen during the day. The chief points of interest were the Barrington River, which everyone said was very pretty and most kodachromaticThey also visited the crashed blane site. Later that night several of the party went up to the Pe dk to see the transmitter in operation. Our camp was in a saddle about 200 ft. below the Peak. The biting cold soon forced the station to close down for the night. When the shelter of the saddle was reached John once again started to transmit, and, believe it or not, contacted The Gib at Bawral (200 miles line of site). The power of this transmit ter was about half of a watt, that is about one hundredth of the power needed to operate an ordinal electric globe. The performance was really amazing.
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-:Monday morning was different from the usual run of Monday mornings - oh, yes, we were still in the bush and not fighting our way to work! The position was now that we had about eight miles of the "Corker" to go down off the Barringtons, then about follr miles of
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+=== The Sanitarium Health Food Shop. ===
-flat walking to Barrington House where we were to catch our bus. Soma of the party left at 9 a m., whilst a few stayed to watch John say hirlast words an the air from Carey's Peak. We finally all got away by 10 a m. ard had a burn down the Corker with the Admiral and Beryl Christensen as pacemakers. For breakfast the Admiral had had a spoonful of Terry's, this being enough to give him the stamina that a pacemaker needs. I haven't yet persuaded Beryl to try Terry's, but the Admiral is gradually weakening.
-The Corker was terminated by a most beautiful pool into which water cascaded from two or three directions, churning up the sparkling surface to a white foam. The party that left Carey's at 9 a m. were sitting dcun having lunch when we arrived, footsore aad weary. We once again had a quick lunch, having four miles to do in hours before the bus left.
+Walkers done carry refrigerators, but there is no need to when they can take well-packaged, long-keeping, safely preserved vegetarian foods.
-The walk to Barrington House from the bottom of the Corimr is all rain forest, and it presented a beautiful scene. On the side of the tracks many native orchids were observed clinging to tree trunks and moss-covered rocks. Barrington House soon loomed up out of the forest We all refreshed here and settled comfortably in the bus with a troup of boy scouts. I don't think they could quite make out what we were because we didn't have uniforms.
-The ride to Maitland was exceptionally pretty as undulating country goes. Looking back we could see the Barrington Tops silhouetted against the setting sun. We arrived at Maitland to clamber an to a train to Newcastle where, after a meal, we boarded a fast train to Sydney, all of us wondering when we would see the enchanting Barrington Tops again.
+Ry-king crisp bread, Ry Vita, Krisp-o-Wheat and Wheat Flake biscuits - keep fresh on long trips.
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-LONG WEEK-END ON TIE SHOALHAVEN.
+Cashews, almonds and raisins, brazil nuts, glace apricots and dried fruit sweets in handy 4 and 8 oz. cellophane packets.
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+Nutmeat and Nutolene (tinned, safe-keeping meat substitutes). Also marmite and peanut butter.
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+The Sanitarium Health Food Shop.
+Hunter Street, Sydney.
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+===== Long Weekend On The Shoalhaven. =====
 - Dot Butler.
-There were 17 of-us and no leader they told me although Colin and Geof seemed to stand out in darker print than the rest, and we were to hire two or three cars to take us to the Endrick River for the holiday weekend. In the Club Roam on the preceding Wednesday night there was near panic when Colin announced he could only get one car. A fraatic last-minute charge of plans resulted in the location being altered to a more accessible place - Cedar Flat on the Shoal- haven, seven of us electing to go by car While the remaining ten would hitch to Marulan where they would assemble at the pub. Here Colin would pick them up in batches and relay them to the ridge above Cedar Flat where we would all be camped for the Friday night, and thence proceed down to the river next morning for breakfast.
-As is usual in Colin's trips he arrived dead on time outside the Club Room at 6.30, despite traffic setbacks encountered on the way, and we set out for Route 31. It was a very natey sort of route - every so often we would pass people we knew, first Pat and Ian somewhere beyond Liverpool getting into a utility which had just pulled up for them. The occupants were four car salesmen returning from a
+There were 17 of us and no leader they told me, although Colin and Geof seemed to stand out in darker print than the rest, and we were to hire two or three cars to take us to the Endrick River for the holiday weekend. In the Club Roam on the preceding Wednesday night there was near panic when Colin announced he could only get one car. A fraatic last-minute change of plans resulted in the location being altered to a more accessible place - Cedar Flat on the Shoalhaven, seven of us electing to go by car while the remaining ten would hitch to Marulan where they would assemble at the pub. Here Colin would pick them up in batches and relay them to the ridge above Cedar Flat where we would all be camped for the Friday night, and thence proceed down to the river next morning for breakfast.
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+As is usual in Colin's trips he arrived dead on time outside the Club Room at 6.30, despite traffic setbacks encountered on the way, and we set out for Route 31. It was a very matey sort of route - every so often we would pass people we knew, first Pat and Ian somewhere beyond Liverpool getting into a utility which had just pulled up for them. The occupants were four car salesmen returning from a successful deal, and they stopped at all the pubs to celebrate and insisted on shouting Pat and Ian on every occasion. Later they picked up two dead-beat young Air Force chaps who just fell into the back seat and collapsed on each other's shoulder and were asleep before they could tell the astounded driver where they wished to get out. ("Temporarily out of ardour", commented Colin.)
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-successful deal, and they stopped at all the pubs to celebrate and insisted on shouting Pat and Ian on every occasion. Later they picker: up two dead-beat young Air Force chaps who just fell into the back seat and collapsed on each other's shoulder and were asleep before they could tell the astoundqd driver where they wished to get out. (Temporarily out of ardour, commented Colin.)
 The next couple we sped past with much shouting and tooting and waving goodbye were Garth and Snow standing under a street light and thumbing valiantly.
 Now a familiar vehicle looms ahead like a circus tent on wheels. How right you are! It's the Caloola Club's bus packed to capacity. A hearty exchange of conversation as we passed and repassed several times, then we lost them as they headed towards Canberra.
-Our vocal efforts were by this time in full swing and we sped along making as much din as the town brass band, and quite as musical We went through everyone's repertoire, with special emphasis on "Old Paint''. This ditty is now so soaked into the old DodgO'supholstery that no amount of scrubbing will ever get it aut. A persistent smell of burning, accompanied by swathes of White smoke clinging around our chassis like Gypsie Rose Lee's diaphanous veils around hers, brought us to an eventual halt to discover that the radiator had boiled dry. We filled her 1110 from a roadside pond full of frogs and proceeded, aware now that the sign on the windscreen FILL RADIATOR DAILY meant exactly what it said.
-We reached Marulan to find Ken Angel and Dawn already there. After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing on the dark unfamiliar roads by the limestone quarries we piled out at a likely camp spot and back went the car to pick up the hitchers. Two trips netted six bods, but of the other four there was no sign so we gave them up till morning. We had lit a fire to direct Colin back to our camp spot. This gave Dave the idea - an his arrival about 2 a m. - that he would boil a billy and make some tea, but as there was no water the idea fell flat. "Just quietly, I'm hungry", announced our ever-starving Snow i/ his plaintive voice. The sleeping camp stirred restlessly in mute disapproval. 'Well be hungry", said Colin, "--- just quietly!" Snow took the reproof to heart and we heard no more talk.
+Our vocal efforts were by this time in full swing and we sped along making as much din as the town brass band, and quite as musical. We went through everyone's repertoire, with special emphasis on "Old Paint". This ditty is now so soaked into the old Dodge's upholstery that no amount of scrubbing will ever get it out. A persistent smell of burning, accompanied by swathes of white smoke clinging around our chassis like Gypsie Rose Lee's diaphanous veils around hers, brought us to an eventual halt to discover that the radiator had boiled dry. We filled her up from a roadside pond full of frogs and proceeded, aware now that the sign on the windscreen __fill radiator daily__ meant exactly what it said.
-Daylight revealed the fact that we were bedded down among a miscellany of rusty tins with red-backed spiders webbing in their dim recesses. "If there's a town rubbish dump you can trust the Bush- walkers to find it!" No breakfast till we hit the river, so while people packed up, back went the car to collect any further stragglers. but 7 a m. revealed no more bods. Actually we passed Dick Hoffman and his mirror-image Bob both going and coming. They were in the local cemetery sharing the sacred ground with those Who had drunk their cup a round or two before. Our two worthies were also dead to all effects till after 8 a m. and so didn't see our car pass, and the spotter in the car was unable to mahe any distinction between Who was what in the serried ranks of death. Don and Neil also were wiped off as a dead loss; as a matter of fact they didn't make Marulan till mid-day, so went on to Young (via Prune Vale!) for the weekend.
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+We reached Marulan to find Ken Angel and Dawn already there. After a bit of to-ing and fro-ing on the dark unfamiliar roads by the limestone quarries we piled out at a likely camp spot and back went the car to pick up the hitchers. Two trips netted six bods, but of the other four there was no sign so we gave them up till morning. We had lit a fire to direct Colin back to our camp spot. This gave Dave the idea - on his arrival about 2 a.m. - that he would boil a billy and make some tea, but as there was no water the idea fell flat. "Just quietly, I'm hungry", announced our ever-starving Snow in his plaintive voice. The sleeping camp stirred restlessly in mute disapproval. "Well __be__ hungry", said Colin, "--- __just quietly__!" Snow took the reproof to heart and we heard no more talk.
+Daylight revealed the fact that we were bedded down among a miscellany of rusty tins with red-backed spiders webbing in their dim recesses. "If there's a town rubbish dump you can trust the Bushwalkers to find it!" No breakfast till we hit the river, so while people packed up, back went the car to collect any further stragglers, but 7 a.m. revealed no more bods. Actually we passed Dick Hoffman and his mirror-image Bob both going and coming. They were in the local cemetery sharing the sacred ground with those who had drunk their cup a round or two before. Our two worthies were also dead to all effects till after 8 a.m. and so didn't see our car pass, and the spotter in the car was unable to make any distinction between who was what in the serried ranks of death. Don and Neil also were wiped off as a dead loss; as a matter of fact they didn't make Marulan till mid-day, so went on to Young (via Prune Vale!) for the weekend.
 We locked the car and left her standing and all headed off for the ridge leading to Cedar Flat. On our second wrong ridge Snow was informed he had left his climbing rope back at the car. While he wen' to retrieve it we selected a third ridge Which proved to be IT. Snow rejoined us and we didn't take more than half an hour to scoot down tc the river, and then breakfast. By 10 a m. we were ready to go places, Was it to be the Block-up, 6 miles each way, i e. 12 miles? Or was it to be Bungonia Gorge, 4 or 5 miles return? The vote was cast in favour of the Block-up so off we set without packs - never mind about lunch, we've just had breakfast! We walked a hundred, maybe two hundred, yards to the bank of the river. What a mighty place for
 a swim! What a bon-0 pool! What an utterly magnificent set-up to
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 Garth wanted a raft. The three engineers discussed the project but in the absence of a crosscut or axe his hopes looked like being blighted. However Garth had begun to feel that a raft was essential. While the rest of us sunbaked on a high rock he could be seen on the far bank pushing over and dragging a couple of dead trees into the river. Things began to look promising so in goes Putt, splash! to give assistance. They rowed them up river and worked off quite a lot of surplus energy.
 After lunch, feeling that the S.B.W. is primarily a walking club, we all set out to Bungonia Gorge. We had much fun boulder hopping and scrambling over the huge chunks of limestone, and a
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+tentative climb up part of the side walls. There was a small hole about 15 feet up a sheer wall which could have been an entrance to a cave, so employing the sane tactics as the Tigers used on the first ascent of Carlon's Head, to wit, a pyramid of bodies 3 layers high up which the climber scrambles to reach the objective, we managed to get one lightweight bod up to the hole. Ian, being top man, was then given an ankle to hold and hauled up too. The support structure now thought it was time to relieve the strain on sunburnt shoulders so dismantled itself, leaving US stranded in this hole in the wall While they threatened to walk off. The milk of human kindness, however, hac not completely dried up and they reformed the scaffolding ald allowed us to slide down. Then back to camp, an the way discovering that Geof had sprained an ankle which caused a bad limp and a sad slowing down of his native friskiness.
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-tentative climb up part of the side walls. There was a small hole about 15 feet up a sheer wall which could have been an entrance to a cave, so employing the sane tactics as the Tigers used on the first
-ascent of Carlon's Head, to wit, a pyramid of bodies 3 layers high up which the climber scrambles to reach the objective, we managed to get one lightweight bod up to the hole. Ian, being top man, was then given an ankle to hold and hauled up too. The support structure now thought it was time to relieve the strain on sunburnt shoulders so dismantled itself, leaving US stranded in this hole in the wall While they threatened to walk off. The milk of human kindness, however, hac not completely dried up and they reformed the scaffolding ald allowed us to slide down. Then back to camp, an the way discovering that Geof had sprained an ankle which caused a bad limp and a sad slowing down of his native friskiness.
 After tea we all foregathered around a beautiful campfire. Pat and Ian were the last to arrive, bearing a large billy of fruit punch concocted by master hands and liberally laced with rum, also a huge fruit cake. Amazed at such liberality at a S.B.W. camp, we were aboui,
 to put it down to just another delightful trait of these charming New Zealanders, when Ian said, Oh, by the way, Pat and I have become engaged and this is to celebrate the announcement'. Did we celebrate with enthusiasm! There followed an evening of song and Maori haka, hesitant performers being urged to jog their memories by taking a swic from the rum bottle. This worked every time.
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 smelt a dirty sardine tin Which has been putrefying on a beach in th.-; hot summer sun? Have you ever smelt cattle at the slaughter yard, drooling at the mouth and rolling their eyes upward to where death
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 lurks, just between the horns? Have Tou ever smelt - well, never mind - Hoffo said it was the carbide. To ne it smelt like fear.
 We will now, health, danger, public ordinances and other circumstances notwithstanding, take you an a tour of this stink hole (sorry - sink hole!). Outside the sunlight dreamed atop the craggy slopes, the hillsides rang with birdsong, there was a faint 'whisper
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 When hunger called we returned for lunch, then packed up and departed up the ridge carrying a couple of full water-buckets for the car. Colin drove the hitchers out to the road while the others walked on, then picked up the final load and so back along Route 31 in a steady stream of traffic. Later this thinned out so we 'toad speed along singing, lights gleaming along the road, dark trees
 etched against the sky flitting past, and our thoughts dwelling soft17 on yet mother holiday of happy companionship and laughter.
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+DAILY TOURS BY PARLOR COACH TO THE WORLD FAMOUS JENOLAN CAVES AND ALL BLUE MOUNTAIN SIGHTS.
+TRANSPORT BY COACHES FOR PARTIES OF BUSH- WALKERS TO KANANGRA WALLS, GINKIN OR OTHER MUTABLE POINTS BY ARRANGENENT,
+FOR ALL INFORMATION
+WRITE TO P.O. BOX 60; KATOOMBA. TETRPHONE 60, KATOOMBA.
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 FEDERATION NOTES _- OCTOBER.
 - Allen A. Strom.