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 Mr. Pallin presented an __Interim Report on the Decline in Club Membership__. Amongst the salient points were these:-
-  - The Federation should aim to increase interest in bushwalking and therefrom give a lead to increase membership of Clubs.
+(1) The Federation should aim to increase interest in bushwalking and therefrom give a lead to increase membership of Clubs.
-  - Prospectives should be given more attention on their initial walks.
-  - The National Fitness Council should be drawn upon for children interested in bushwalking. These children should be given special attention from a new organisation set up by Federation.
+(2) Prospectives should be given more attention on their initial walks.
-  - Publicity could be sought by:-
+(3) The National Fitness Council should be drawn upon for children interested in bushwalking. These children should be given special attention from a new organisation set up by Federation.
+(4) Publicity could be sought by:-
   * Notice in the 'phone book.
   * Sessions on the radio.
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   * Window displays.
   * Public showing of slides.
-  - Federation should undertake the organisation of trail making in various areas and request the erection of entrance notices, etc.
-  - The establishment of a National Parks Assn.
+(5) Federation should undertake the organisation of trail making in various areas and request the erection of entrance notices, etc.
-  - The making of maps for walkers by walkers.
+(6) The establishment of a National Parks Assn.
+(7) The making of maps for walkers by walkers.
 It is apparent that the scheme requires the efforts of a good working group and the co-operation of all Clubs. The report will be circulated to all clubs so that a debate may take place at the September Meeting of Federation.
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-WALKS REPORT FOR JUNE, 1956.
+===== Walks Report For June, 1956. =====
 Some shocking weather upset some of the programme walks this month, but in spite of the rain some other members went walking.
-The June holiday week-end in the Capertee area was led by Geof
-Wagg with 7 members and one prospective. The weather was fairly good with excellent views of the Capertee valley from Crown Mt. The
+The June holiday week-end in the Capertee area was led by Geof Wagg with 7 members and one prospective. The weather was fairly good with excellent views of the Capertee valley from Crown Mt. The descent of the mountain proved interesting but not difficult.
-descent of the mountain proved interesting but not difficult.
 The alternative trip for the snow country drew no starters.
 For the following week-end a combined trip with the N.T.C. and U.B.W. was planned. The venue was changed to Maitland Bay but rain made itself felt early in the week and the leaders were not called by anyone.
-On Sunday 10th the walk from Waterfall drew 2 prospectives and
-members, Jean Wilson substituting for Alan as leader. Handy having a spare leader in the kitchen.
+On Sunday 10th the walk from Waterfall drew 2 prospectives and 2 members, Jean Wilson substituting for Alan as leader. Handy having a spare leader in the kitchen.
-Bob Duncan led his team of seven (1 prospective) as per programme. The weather was good and the trip enjoyable, even if Jack Perry did start breaking sticks at 4 a.m. on Sunday morning waking the rest of the party up. Bob reported that a long road bash can be avoided by walking around the side of Mt. Shipley;gullies are few and the going good.
-The President led the Signday walk in the Roach Trig-Terry Hills area. It was a bit early for flowers but the attendance of eleven members and three prospectives made a very pleasant day out.
+Bob Duncan led his team of seven (1 prospective) as per programme. The weather was good and the trip enjoyable, even if Jack Perry did start breaking sticks at 4 a.m. on Sunday morning waking the rest of the party up. Bob reported that a long road bash can be avoided by walking around the side of Mt. Shipley; gullies are few and the going good.
-Now wtt come to the trip ("I deny it," said the Admiral.)
-Friday night, good weather and 15 starters, including one prospective. A slight variation te the trip was made in that Breakfast Creek would be the exit route. Another variation was that less than half the party returned hone on time. To give you some of the atmosphere I
+The President led the Signday walk in the Roach Trig - Terry Hills area. It was a bit early for flowers but the attendance of eleven members and three prospectives made a very pleasant day out.
-.
-quote from the trip report: "From Kanangra Rd. at Morong Crk0 to the
+Now we come to __the__ trip ("I deny it," said the Admiral.) Friday night, good weather and 15 starters, including one prospective. A slight variation to the trip was made in that Breakfast Creek would be the exit route. Another variation was that less than half the party returned home on time. To give you some of the atmosphere I quote from the trip report: "From Kanangra Rd. at Morong Crk. to the Cox River on Saturday no views were possible due to thick fog and mist. Sunday was different, no views were possible due to continuous rain and low clouds." And there you have it. Very heavy rains caused the waterways to rise sharply, with consequences such as you shall read in the articles appearing in this issue.
-Cox River on Saturday no views were possible due to thick fog and mist. Sunday was different, no views were possible due to continuous rain md low clouds." And there you have it. Very heavy rains caused the waterways to rise sharply, with consequences such as you shall read in the articles appearing in this issue.
 As mentioned, Sunday was vile, but John White was not allowed a day of rest. Two prospectives dragged him up Glenbrook and made him run around in the rain as the programme dictated. Our monthly award of one inch of salami goes to John for leading his test walk.
-At the end of the month the weather came good for the field week-end. A total of 32 attended, 19 members, 13 prospectives and
- poetTrospectives.
+At the end of the month the weather came good for the field week-end. A total of 32 attended, 19 members, 13 prospectives and 2 pre-prospectives.
-The monthb balance sheet is as follows: 61 members and 23
-prospectives attended programme walks.
+The month's balance sheet is as follows: 61 members and 23 prospectives attended programme walks.
-wlIMIIMIINI .
-THE 5.3 W. LIGHT OPERA COMPANY
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-In response to numerous requests the Company will rend(er)
-its latest hit, "The Golden Screw", at the Clubts auditorium on 22nd August.
+=== The S.B.W. Light Opera Company. ===
-You will enjoy the magnificent voices all the more if you purchase beforehand a copy of the "CHRONIC OPERAS" Album and read up the tragic story. A limited number are available at 4/- ea.
- ....10.m7.
+In response to numerous requests the Company will rend(er) its latest hit, "The Golden Screw", at the Club's auditorium on 22nd August.
-ACHTUNG AQUALUNGERS!
-Several fatal accidents have been reported in the past few years
+You will enjoy the magnificent voices all the more if you purchase beforehand a copy of the "Chronic Operas" Album and read up the tragic story. A limited number are available at 4/- ea.
-due to air embolism as a result of using aqualung outfits.
-Air embolism is a condition in which air enters the vascular
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-system - veins and arteries - and may cause a variety of symptom-, and signs depending on where it settles.
-The mechanism of entry of air into the circulacion is as follow
+===== Achtung Aqualungers! =====
-Whilst underwater, air breathed from the aqualung is at the same pressure as the surrounding water, and this pressure increases one atmosphere for every 33 ft. below the surface. At 20 ft. down the
-pressure exerted is 10 lbs. per sq0 inch above the normal atmospheric pressure. Whilst remaining submerged and breathing, even at much greater depths, the diver is quite safe, but should he surface without exhaling, or at least keeping a free airway between lungs and open mouth, the air in his lungs will expand as the external
+Several fatal accidents have been reported in the past few years due to air embolism as a result of using aqualung outfits.
-pressure diminishes. This expanding air can rupture the thin alveolar wall which separates air and blood, and access to the circulation
-.
+Air embolism is a condition in which air enters the vascular system - veins and arteries - and may cause a variety of symptoms and signs depending on where it settles.
-is achieved. A pressure of 10 lb. is more than enough to rupture  the alveolar wall. Fright is said sometimes to cause spasm of the glottis, thus preventing exhalation.
+The mechanism of entry of air into the circulacion is as follows. Whilst underwater, air breathed from the aqualung is at the same pressure as the surrounding water, and this pressure increases one atmosphere for every 33 ft. below the surface. At 20 ft. down the pressure exerted is 10 lbs. per sq. inch above the normal atmospheric pressure. Whilst remaining submerged and breathing, even at much greater depths, the diver is quite safe, but should he surface without exhaling, or at least keeping a free airway between lungs and open mouth, the air in his lungs will expand as the external pressure diminishes. This expanding air can rupture the thin alveolar wall which separates air and blood, and access to the circulation is achieved. A pressure of 10 lb. is more than enough to rupture the alveolar wall. Fright is said sometimes to cause spasm of the glottis, thus preventing exhalation.
 Once in the bloodstream, the air may go to one or more of several places. It may go to the limbs where it can cause transient pain, and perhaps will do little damage. It may travel to the heart and lodge in one of the coronary arteries supplying blood to the muscular wall of that organ causing what is in effect a coronary occlusion, or it may go to the brain and cause a cerebral catastrophe. Spontaneous collapse of a lung is another possibility.
-The warning signs, which should not be ignored, are nausea, vomiting, dizziness, pain in. the chest, headache, faintness and the coughing up of blood. These can lead to cyanosis, convulsions, profound shock, coma, and complete sloughing off.
-The treatment is absolute rest, warmth and hospitalisation as Soon as possible where oxygen, morphia, etc. are available. Recompression has no place as the condition has no relationship to "bends".
+The warning signs, which should not be ignored, are nausea, vomiting, dizziness, pain in the chest, headache, faintness and the coughing up of blood. These can lead to cyanosis, convulsions, profound shock, coma, and complete sloughing off.
+The treatment is absolute rest, warmth and hospitalisation as soon as possible where oxygen, morphia, etc. are available. Recompression has no place as the condition has no relationship to "bends".
 The ideal is prevention, so don't put your periscope up without exhaling.
-GOSSIP
-The Madden baby has arrived. Stan would like you to know it is just an alimentary canal with a loud noise at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other, but Jenny thinks it's sweet and just like it's grandfather. Just in case you're wondering, it's a boy and it's,name is Bruce.
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-ATTENTION LADY MEMBERS
-(Extracted from EASTER TOUR PROGRAMME, 1928)
+=== Gossip. ===
+The Madden baby has arrived. Stan would like you to know it is just an alimentary canal with a loud noise at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other, but Jenny thinks it's sweet and just like it's grandfather. Just in case you're wondering, it's a boy and it's name is Bruce.
+----
+=== Attention Lady Members. ====
+(Extracted from Easter Tour Programme, 1928)
 Ladies intending to join the party are advised to respect these three rules for ladies:-
-. Heels must not exceed tit clear height.
-. Ladies must carry their own full packs.
+  - Heels must not exceed 3/4" clear height.
-. Ladies' packs must not exceed 24 lbs. weight, not including food.
+  - Ladies must carry their own full packs.
-These rules have been dictated by sad experience.
+  - Ladies' packs must not exceed 24 lbs. weight, not including food.
+__These rules have been dictated by sad experience__.
+----
 The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them.
-.
-SINK OR SWIM WITH Tilt ADMIRAL
+----
-- Dot Butler IT WAS ALL THE ADMIRAL'S FAULT.
-The gods who shape the course of4man sat together on Mt. OlYmpus locking down on the 15 unsuspecting individuals who had embarked on the Admiral's Paralyser trip. 'It's time we had some fun,". they rumbled, rubbing their hands togetherin anticipation.
+===== Sink Or Swim With The Admiral. =====
-The Admiral was very cocky right from the start; Garth was on time at the Hyde Post Office, I was on time at Hyde station with the down train, Brian was on time with the up train. Despite a last- minute dash of packing Stan was not late to pick us up and we drove an towards Parramatta collecting a waiting Dawn, aad Vivian was on time at Parramatta station. "This is faatastic," crowed the Admiral. "This is the first time a trip of mine has gone according to schedule!' "Don't speak too soon," we warned him. (The gods winked and moved
-in their seats. "Not yet," they smirked - Not yetl")
+- Dot Butler
-We made good time and reached Katoomba by 9 , and there was our hired bus waiting to take us on to Kanangra just as soon as the train should arrive with the rest of the party. The Admiral glowed visibly (and audibly) at this further sign of his good management. Stan shot off down Lurline St. and parked his car at Snow's parents' house and was back in a quarter of an hour as the train was due in at 9.15. Then we settled ourselves into the bus to await the ,..thrs And we waited andwaited.....and waited. By about 10.15 Garth could stand the suspense no longer and went over and asked the Station Master the reason for the delay. "An overhead bridge at Linden has subsided due to an explosion and the engines can't fit through," said the Station Master. "They're shunting the carriages through and some engines will be sent down from this end to fetch them on their way. It'll take a couple of hours." Garth came back and reported the matter
-The Admiral's self-esteem had been undergoing a bout of slow deflation, but now he perked up again as a bright thought struck him. "IT WAS ALL GARTH'S FAUIT!" he shouted. "He shouldn't have thrown that bottle of gin out the window at Linden. He's blown up the bridge':. "What bottle of gin?" asked Garth in surprise. "What boitle of gin:" echoed the Admiral derisively, in a tone of voice which implied "Don't try and put that one over us; we're not suckers"
+=== It was all the Admiral's fault. ===
-Nothing for it but to get into our sleeping bags and, lying down on the long seats of the bus, try to get some sleep.
-("So far so good," grinned the gods. "Now that else?")
+The gods who shape the course of man sat together on Mt. OlYmpus locking down on the 15 unsuspecting individuals who had embarked on the Admiral's Paralyser trip. "It's time we had some fun," they rumbled, rubbing their hands together in anticipation.
-,out midnight the others arrived. We made room for them and the reluctant driver moved off on the long journey to -Morong Creek which we reached about 3 a.m. "Don't let's make it too easy farthe4 murmured Hughie, so he generously scattered the landscape with patches of snow to greet us on arrival., "Huh," said we, not particularly
-abashed by this joke as snow is really very pleasant stuff. Some of us threw some bark under a bush and crept in, and some put up tents, and we had 4 or 5 hours sleep.
+The Admiral was very cocky right from the start; Garth was on time at the Hyde Post Office, I was on time at Hyde station with the down train, Brian was on time with the up train. Despite a last-minute dash of packing Stan was not late to pick us up and we drove on towards Parramatta collecting a waiting Dawn, and Vivian was on time at Parramatta station. "This is faatastic," crowed the Admiral. "This is the first time a trip of mine has gone according to schedule!" "Don't speak too soon," we warned him. (The gods winked and moved in their seats. "Not yet," they smirked - Not yet!")
-Breakfast and away by 8.30. Whether by good luck or good management I can't say, but by use of maps and compasses and a half-conscious
-.
+We made good time and reached Katoomba by 9, and there was our hired bus waiting to take us on to Kanangra just as soon as the train should arrive with the rest of the party. The Admiral glowed visibly (and audibly) at this further sign of his good management. Stan shot off down Lurline St. and parked his car at Snow's parents' house and was back in a quarter of an hour as the train was due in at 9.15. Then we settled ourselves into the bus to await the others. And we waited... and waited.... and waited. By about 10.15 Garth could stand the suspense no longer and went over and asked the Station Master the reason for the delay. "An overhead bridge at Linden has subsided due to an explosion and the engines can't fit through," said the Station Master. "They're shunting the carriages through and some engines will be sent down from this end to fetch them on their way. It'll take a couple of hours." Garth came back and reported the matter.
-awareness of where the sun was through the mist we got successfully on to Paralyser ridge. We trailed along in the blurring mist.
-"I like this," remarked Garth to anyone Who was there to hear, " - the mist opening up on a little world and closing behind it...", and I pondered the poetry of that remark for the next four miles.
+The Admiral's self-esteem had been undergoing a bout of slow deflation, but now he perked up again as a bright thought struck him. "__It was all Garth's fault__!" he shouted. "He shouldn't have thrown that bottle of gin out the window at Linden. He's blown up the bridge!" "What bottle of gin?" asked Garth in surprise. "What bottle of gin!" echoed the Admiral derisively, in a tone of voice which implied "Don't try and put __that__ one over us; we're not suckers!" Nothing for it but to get into our sleeping bags and, lying down on the long seats of the bus, try to get some sleep. ("So far so good," grinned the gods. "Now what else?")
-We found the bulldozed track where they brought out the crashed plane and followed it, aad then continued on without eventualities to Cyclops. At this stage we were all together, but going slowly as
-Dawn and her friend Vivian were beginning to tire. We pieced together the story of Vivian's presence amongst us. It went like this: The Admiral's little friend, Dam, had asked could she bring along someone who had done a previous bushwalk and thought she could do the trip. ("You see," said the Admiral, "IT WAS ALL DAWN'S FAULT") The Admiral warned her the trip might be tough, but agreed, so having hired a sleeping bag and a large framed pack from Paddy the two girls filled it up and poor unsuspecting Vivian's frail little craft was allowed to be launched in the protective shadow of the Admiral's flagship. (Oh, Admiral, how truly it is said, "When love flies in the window
+About midnight the others arrived. We made room for them and the reluctant driver moved off on the long journey to Morong Creek which we reached about 3 a.m. "Don't let's make it too easy for them," murmured Hughie, so he generously scattered the landscape with patches of snow to greet us on arrival. "Huh," said we, not particularly abashed by this joke as snow is really very pleasant stuff. Some of us threw some bark under a bush and crept in, and some put up tents, and we had 4 or 5 hours sleep.
-judgement flies out the door.") As to Vivian's experience, it
-turned out that the only other trip theI,-or lass had ever done was
+Breakfast and away by 8.30. Whether by good luck or good management I can't say, but by use of maps and compasses and a half-conscious awareness of where the sun was through the mist we got successfully on to Paralyser ridge. We trailed along in the blurring mist. "I like this," remarked Garth to anyone who was there to hear, " - the mist opening up on a little world and closing behind it...", and I pondered the poetry of that remark for the next four miles.
-from IfiEJ22,7_12_221211111111
-At Paralyser trig we all assembled about mid-day. Here my fatal optimism got the better of me and to cheer Vivian up I told her all her troubles were nearly over - indeed we were almost there (with a little stretch of the imagination on our part); all we had to do now was to drop down a spur to the Kanangra Creek/River junction for lunch, then amble down creek a couple of miles in the afternoon to Kanangra Clearing where we would camp fcr the night. Then next day a delightful loaf up the Cox to Breakfast Creek and home the easy way via Devil's Hole or Nelly's Glen. It all sounded so simple. Poor Vivian.
+We found the bulldozed track where they brought out the crashed plane and followed it, and then continued on without eventualities to Cyclops. At this stage we were all together, but going slowly as Dawn and her friend Vivian were beginning to tire. We pieced together the story of Vivian's presence amongst us. It went like this: The Admiral's little friend, Dawn, had asked could she bring along someone who had done a previous bushwalk and thought she could do the trip. ("You see," said the Admiral, "__It was all Dawn's fault__!") The Admiral warned her the trip might be tough, but agreed, so having hired a sleeping bag and a large framed pack from Paddy the two girls filled it up and poor unsuspecting Vivian's frail little craft was allowed to be launched in the protective shadow of the Admiral's flagship. (Oh, Admiral, how truly it is said, "When love flies in the window judgement flies out the door.") As to Vivian's experience, it turned out that the only other trip the poor lass had ever done was from __Audley to Waterfall__!!!
-With the Junction in sight, half the party bashed ahead to get a lunch fire.going, leaving the leader to follow at a slower pace with the others. The vanguard were just shooting off on the wrong spur when Garth recognised the right one and we called the Madden crowd back. But no TO retrace their steps a hundred yards would be too great an effort - they would go down their spur. The result was Garth and I were down at the junction at 1.30 and it was well over half an hour before the Madden group showed up after a mile or so extra along the ridge and fighting their way down the overgrown creek.
-By 3 o'clock all the early arrivals had finished lunch but we were still minus the others. But now into our peaceful midst crashed numerous bode declaring hotly that IT WAS ALL SNOW'S FAULT! He had set off with them down one cpur, which wasn't the rightone, admitted his blunder and returned, to go down another. The Admiral, shepherdint his harem along, followed. His blood pressure was just sinking to normal after his ire at having been led down a wrong ridge when Snow's voice came quavering up from below, "Admiral, I've blundered again" About turn. Back up again with an anxious eye on Vivian and Dawn who by this time were visably wilting, and off on a third attempt. This brought Snow's gang into our midst$ but it was some time before the volcanic Admiral put in an appearance. AND WHERE THE HELL IS
+At Paralyser trig we all assembled about mid-day. Here my fatal optimism got the better of me and to cheer Vivian up I told her all her troubles were nearly over - indeed we were almost there (with a little stretch of the imagination on our part); all we had to do now was to drop down a spur to the Kanangra Creek/River junction for lunch, then amble down creek a couple of miles in the afternoon to Kanangra Clearing where we would camp for the night. Then next day a delightful loaf up the Cox to Breakfast Creek and home the easy way via Devil's Hole or Nelly's Glen. It all sounded so simple. Poor Vivian.
-ERNIE? He had been with the Admiral ten minutes bacon the ridge,
-.
+With the Junction in sight, half the party bashed ahead to get a lunch fire going, leaving the leader to follow at a slower pace with the others. The vanguard were just shooting off on the wrong spur when Garth recognised the right one and we called the Madden crowd back. But no! To retrace their steps a hundred yards would be too great an effort - they would go down their spur. The result was Garth and I were down at the junction at 1.30 and it was well over half an hour before the Madden group showed up after a mile or so extra along the ridge and fighting their way down the overgrown creek.
-but now? Odearodearodearl (So IT WAS ALL ERNIE'S FAULT huh?) The Admiral wiped his fevered brow-E17-Te-cided to camp right there
-he was and collect Ernie, then come on and join us at Kanangra Clearing by 8 o'clock tomorrow. So the rest of us pushed off to Kanangra Clearing, which took little over an hour l had tea and a short session 7?ound the camp. fire till the rain started,- then hit the bracken and didn't wake up till 7 a.m.
+By 3 o'clock all the early arrivals had finished lunch but we were still minus the others. But now into our peaceful midst crashed numerous bods declaring hotly that __it was all Snow's fault__! He had set off with them down one spur, which wasn't the right one, admitted his blunder and returned, to go down another. The Admiral, shepherding his harem along, followed. His blood pressure was just sinking to normal after his ire at having been led down a wrong ridge when Snow's voice came quavering up from below, "Admiral, I've blundered again!" About turn. Back up again with an anxious eye on Vivian and Dawn who by this time were visably wilting, and off on a third attempt. This brought Snow's gang into our midst, but it was some time before the volcanic Admiral put in an appearance... __and where the hell is Ernie__? He had been with the Admiral ten minutes back on the ridge, but now? Odearodearodear! (So __it was all Ernie's fault__, huh?) The Admiral wiped his fevered brow and decided to camp right where he was and collect Ernie, then come on and join us at Kanangra Clearing by 8 o'clock tomorrow. So the rest of us pushed off to Kanangra Clearing, which took little over an hour, had tea and a short session round the camp fire till the rain started, then hit the bracken and didn't wake up till 7 a.m.
-No sign of the rear party by 8, so off pushed Jack Perry who had been up and warbling round the breakfast fire since crack of dawn. No sign by 9. At 9.15 action seemed to be called for. Stan and Snow would burn through to Katoomba and bring Stan's car back to Masalong Post Office for the Admiral's halt and lame. The rest of the party would go with them except Garth and I who would run back and take the girls' packs and sec 'what was delaying the Admiral - perhaps a search party for Ernie was an the cards. However we hadn't gone very far when whom should we see but good old Ern himself plodding through the white water down the centre of the stream and giving the uncaring air the benefit of his opinions. "Hi there, Ernie!" we called, whereupon the flow of his imprecations'becare more audible ...... "fine b-- trips Four b-- parties and not a b-- one of them knows what the b-- other is doing:"
-"Did you meet up with the Admiral," we asked. Yes, he had, and had left them back yonder still having breakfast. So we brought Ernie up to date on the movements of the rest of the nob and despatched him in pursuit, and continued back. Hal Here at last is the valiant Anderson leading his party from behind with a vengeance. We took the girls' packs and trotted back through the rain to Kanangra Clearing. By now it was after 109 I kept Vivian's great heavy unweildy pack and gave her my light one, and Garth made it even lighter and took some of Dawn's weight as well, and so we began to tick off the long miles up the Cox.
+No sign of the rear party by 8, so off pushed Jack Perry who had been up and warbling round the breakfast fire since crack of dawn. No sign by 9. At 9.15 action seemed to be called for. Stan and Snow would burn through to Katoomba and bring Stan's car back to Megalong Post Office for the Admiral's halt and lame. The rest of the party would go with them except Garth and I who would run back and take the girls' packs and see what was delaying the Admiral - perhaps a search party for Ernie was on the cards. However we hadn't gone very far when whom should we see but good old Ern himself plodding through the white water down the centre of the stream and giving the uncaring air the benefit of his opinions. "Hi there, Ernie!" we called, whereupon the flow of his imprecations becare more audible.... "fine b-- trip! Four b-- parties and not a b-- one of them knows what the b-- other is doing!"
-You know, when you pound along the banks behind steam-engines like say Putt and Stitt and Wagc and Arnie the distance between Breakfast Creek and Kanangra River is a mere nothing - it hardly registers. But when yau_ glance behind and see someone crawling on hands and knees over the boulders it comes as a tremendous shock. But no complaining from Vivian - poor little game little wench - just a timid request, "Would you mind not going too fast in front, Dot, I want to sec where you put your feet." (II!)
-The rain, though not particularly heavy, had been steady and continuous, and as the already saturated ground could hold no more, the river gradually rose. However we crossed the Cox without undue qualms. On the level cowpads the Admiral stopped to rest the girls and we others kept moving, and at 1.30 behold Breakfast Creek. Garth dumped his hea'vy pack and promptly went back to take the girls' while Ernie and I, with dry wood from the inside of a fallen tree, plus Ernie's tapers and much blowing, eventually got a fire going in the rain. No fears of being unable to get through that night had entered our minds. It would take a couple of hours to reach Canons, Which we could easily do before dark if we didn't waste time over lunch, then the bit of road walk to Megalong would present no problems even though it were dark, and Stan should be there by 7 o'clock with the car and drive us home in comfort. Thus we reasoned. (The gods on
+"Did you meet up with the Admiral," we asked. Yes, he had, and had left them back yonder still having breakfast. So we brought Ernie up to date on the movements of the rest of the mob and despatched him in pursuit, and continued back. Ha! Here at last is the valiant Anderson leading his party from behind with a vengeance. We took the girls' packs and trotted back through the rain to Kanangra Clearing. By now it was after 10. I kept Vivian's great heavy unweildy pack and gave her my light one, and Garth made it even lighter and took some of Dawn's weight as well, and so we began to tick off the long miles up the Cox.
-.
-Mt. Olympus roared with laughter. "What a long time it takes for some people to wake upl" they Chortled.)
+You know, when you pound along the banks behind steam-engines like say Putt and Stitt and Wagg and Arnie the distance between Breakfast Creek and Kanangra River is a mere nothing - it hardly registers. But when you glance behind and see someone crawling on hands and knees over the boulders it comes as a tremendous shock. But no complaining from Vivian - poor little game little wench - just a timid request, "Would you mind not going too fast in front, Dot, I want to see where you put your feet." (!!!)
-When at length Garth showed up with Dawn's pack, the girls behind him mad a worried Admiral whipper-in, it was after 2, and by the time lunch had been consumed and bandages and sticking-plaster applied it was twenty to 4 before we started. ( For the first time I began to suspect that that low rumbling in the sky wasn't thunder but laughter.)
-The 34 crossings (or whatever it is) of Breakfast Creek got' hairier and hairier as we proceeded. Rain continued to fall and the steep escarpments either side of the creek poured down their hundred and one contributing watercourses till eventually we found we could not make the crossings singly. So Garth organised us into a line and with arms linked New Zealand fashion we made all subsequent crossings, Garth breaking the force of the water upstream and the rest of ,us
+The rain, though not particularly heavy, had been steady and continuous, and as the already saturated ground could hold no more, the river gradually rose. However we crossed the Cox without undue qualms. On the level cowpads the Admiral stopped to rest the girls and we others kept moving, and at 1.30 behold Breakfast Creek. Garth dumped his heavy pack and promptly went back to take the girls' while Ernie and I, with dry wood from the inside of a fallen tree, plus Ernie's tapers and much blowing, eventually got a fire going in the rain. No fears of being unable to get through that night had entered our minds. It would take a couple of hours to reach Carlons, which we could easily do before dark if we didn't waste time over lunch, then the bit of road walk to Megalong would present no problems even though it were dark, and Stan should be there by 7 o'clock with the car and drive us home in comfort. Thus we reasoned. (The gods on Mt. Olympus roared with laughter. "What a long time it takes for some people to wake up!" they chortled.)
-sheltering in his wake with the Admiral as backstop. When he was in to his Waist we knew that the flood was up to Dawn's shoulders, and
-Oh Dean i Don't even think of the sodden packs end clothes and sleeping bags:
+When at length Garth showed up with Dawn's pack, the girls behind him and a worried Admiral whipper-in, it was after 2, and by the time lunch had been consumed and bandages and sticking-plaster applied it was twenty to 4 before we started. (For the first time I began to suspect that that low rumbling in the sky wasn't thunder but laughter.)
-Instead of getting shallower, as we-got higher up the crossings got deeper. Garth would test them first, and when he found them above his waist he would pronounce them too dangerous without a rope so we would make heroic sidles Up the.side.....aad Time laughed up his sleeve as the hours slid swiftly by. We had only just passed apple Tree Flat and here it was a quarter to fiVe. Less than half an hour. of daylight gad many more miles yet to go. Ernie's face waS a blood- streaked mess from having ,fallen face first on a sharp rock, and t1 girls had completely subMerged on several occasions. We knew we couldn't g6t them through the:river crossings in the dark, so....back to Apple Tree Flat and camp for the night.
-The low-lying part of the flatwas seVeral inches under water. We went up to higher ground and the two tents up and lit a fire and Spent about 4 hours In the rain dr7ing out cl.-Ithes and sleeping bags, and cooking up half a billy of rice and dried apples and sultanaE which luckily our provident leader still had left in his food tins. Our hydrologist went down to the creek and stuck up a measuring Stick in the bank, then we crawled into our limited quarters and slept while the flood roared and the rain tapped a staccato on the tent roof mad its walls got wetter and wetter and More eager to transfer their burden of water to our sleeping bags.
+The 34 crossings (or whatever it is) of Breakfast Creek got hairier and hairier as we proceeded. Rain continued to fall and the steep escarpments either side of the creek poured down their hundred and one contributing watercourses till eventually we found we could not make the crossings singly. So Garth organised us into a line and with arms linked New Zealand fashion we made all subsequent crossings, Garth breaking the force of the water upstream and the rest of us sheltering in his wake with the Admiral as backstop. When he was in to his waist we knew that the flood was up to Dawn's shoulders, and Oh Dear! Don't even think of the sodden packs and clothes and sleeping bags1
-Next morning we crawled out and cooked up half a cup of oatmeal and put on it the last of our milk powder and sugar, than packed our wet tents and off again to the flood. Why harrow you with the rest of it? Garth's measuring stick had been washed away, Which meant the water was even higher, so we kept mainly to bluff sidling and eventual-  ly came to CarlenTs creek. It, the- top of the steep pull into GazIons eve. find. good old tirkid Ernie,. infected by Garth's selflessness, dropping his pack and going back dawn for Dawns. So to Carlon's by
-pm,It appeared Jim Brown, Dot Barr and.Geof Broadhead had got to Canon's after dark the previous evening. Jim had gone on but the Other two had spent the night with the Canons and had left only about an hour ago. Snow and Stan and the rest of the gang had been first
+Instead of getting shallower, as we got higher up the crossings got deeper. Garth would test them first, and when he found them above his waist he would pronounce them too dangerous without a rope so we would make heroic sidles up the side.... and Time laughed up his sleeve as the hours slid swiftly by. We had only just passed Apple Tree Flat and here it was a quarter to five. Less than half an hour of daylight and many more miles yet to go. Ernie's face was a blood-streaked mess from having fallen face first on a sharp rock, and the girls had completely submerged on several occasions. We knew we couldn't get them through the river crossings in the dark, so.... back to Apple Tree Flat and camp for the night.
-.
-there at 4 and after a cup of tea had pushed off via Devil's Hole to Katoomba, leaving a message. that if we came through we should go to Snow's place at Katoomba cnd collect their return tickets to Sydney for our own use, and he would drive the others home in his car.
+The low-lying part of the flat was several inches under water. We went up to higher ground and got the two tents up and lit a fire and spent about 4 hours in the rain drying out clothes and sleeping bags, and cooking up half a billy of rice and dried apples and sultanas which luckily our provident leader still had left in his food tins. Our hydrologist went down to the creek and stuck up a measuring stick in the bank, then we crawled into our limited quarters and slept while the flood roared and the rain tapped a staccato on the tent roof and its walls got wetter and wetter and more eager to transfer their burden of water to our sleeping bags.
- However, we didn't get there, as you already know.
-We had a cup of tea with the Canons and fed the tame finchet, then off along the road to Megalong Post OfftcH. The-Admiral bee.! lined for the telephone nnd sent throlIgh half a dozen messages to all and sundry reporting our safe arrival, including one for our Search & Rescue contact mall* Hooper, designed to curb his enthusiasm. We had heard that 1a*a4fgone 'north with Pete Stitt. to Kempsey to photograph forty ..stran-e4-. whales, and we rather hoped he would be stranded among _4s-s,tranded whales while we were stranded among our flooded creeka olndo give us time to get home unnoticed.
+Next morning we crawled out and cooked up half a cup of oatmeal and put on it the last of our milk powder and sugar, than packed our wet tents and off again to the flood. Why harrow you with the rest of it? Garth's measuring stick had been washed away, which meant the water was even higher, so we kept mainly to bluff sidling and eventually came to Carlon's creek. At the top of the steep pull into Carlons we find good old tired Ernie, infected by Garth's selflessness, dropping his pack and going back down for Dawn's. So to Carlon's by 1 pm. It appeared Jim Brown, Dot Barr and Geof Broadhead had got to Canon's after dark the previous evening. Jim had gone on but the other two had spent the night with the Carlons and had left only about an hour ago. Snow and Stan and the rest of the gang had been first there at 4 and after a cup of tea had pushed off via Devil's Hole to Katoomba, leaving a message that if we came through we should go to Snow's place at Katoomba and collect their return tickets to Sydney for our own use, and he would drive the others home in his car. However, we didn't get there, as you already know.
-,
-Garth and Ernie made a, fire t-2nd cooked up our lunch...one (1) packet' of Chicken Noodle, :soup with some bread crusts in it. Then with a grin on his face Garth brought out his final trIumph - a square inch of cheese., end we etch had a piece the size and thickness of a postage stamp - 'a really- satisfying meal, everrything from soup to cheese to be precise. Then we put on our dry clothes just as our phoned-for taxi whirled up the track, r.nd so :up to Blackheath by
+We had a cup of tea with the Carlons and fed the tame finches, then off along the road to Megalong Post Office. The Admiral bee-lined for the telephone and sent through half a dozen messages to all and sundry reporting our safe arrival, including one for our Search & Rescue contact man, Hooper, designed to curb his enthusiasm. We had heard that he had gone north with Pete Stitt to Kempsey to photograph forty stranded whales, and we rather hoped he would be stranded among his stranded whales while we were stranded among our flooded creeks, and so give us time to get home unnoticed.
-o.' clock. We filled in the ne-xt hbur t the It;drab_urgery and caught
-the train out at 6.5 p m. - Six 'typical, S,,,,...E34-vir44, ,t66-ney Broke to the Wide, owing the Admiral for phone calld..-_G4tti fo,brr7the. taxi, Dawn for
+Garth and Ernie made a fire and cooked up our lunch... one (1) packet of Chicken Noodle, soup with some bread crusts in it. Then with a grin on his face Garth brought out his final triumph - a square inch of cheese, and we each had a piece the size and thickness of a postage stamp - a really satisfying meal, everything from soup to cheese to be precise. Then we put on our dry clothes just as our phoned-for taxi whirled up the track, and so up to Blackheath by 5 o'clock. We filled in the next hour at the hamburgery and caught the train out at 6.5 p m. - six typical S.B.W.s. __S__toney __B__roke to the __W__ide, owing the Admiral for phone calls, Garth for the taxi, Dawn for
-fhe hamburgers end Ernie for the "tr:airk-',f-412%- Yomee--
+the hamburgers, and Ernie for the train fare home.
-to
-So into town by 9 p.m. Then", as I r:_d,app.1114-,Ised`to, ,se,e, a New Zealand Alpine Club couple who were pass Jclao:Up dey this day I went
+So into town by 9 p.m. Then as I'd promised myselft to see a New Zealand Alpine Club couple who were passing through Sydney this day I went straight to the Wentworth Hotel, gum leaf scented pants smoke-impregnated jumper and all, sodden pack dripping on the on the carpet, and edged my way through the dress-shirted, evening robed throng in the foyer. To the mountaineering Sims my arrival was like a keen blast of mountain air, but I must say I felt a bit conspicuous. Up to the Sims bedroom where we sat on the beds and talked Alpine Club doings for the rest of the evening. As I slunk out at midnight through the still-crowded lounge room an immaculate overdressed gentleman remarked to his consort in an incredulous voice "She's going hiking!"
-straight to the Wentworth Hotel, ,  sctedea,
-impregnated jumper and all, so,d1:01.4.pa: 'clrI430..epg oil the_;carpet, and odd my way through the dres,s4i,isbted, frg,eriprig- robed throng In the foyer. To the mountaineering Sims rnyanival was like a keen blast
+"Guess again, brother. I'm' going home to bed."
-of mountain air, but I must_ _sti.7, I felt._ tlit, _conspicuous  Up to the
-_
+"Let her go," yawned the gods on their mountain height, "The joke's over."
-Sims bedrofem -where we sat -c3ti-it:1*-', 13-94:64sr""and taJed Alpine :Club doings for the re-1st of the evening.- ,;s link ouT at-4nidnight through
-aa.4:1,7;o-L-
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-the still-crowded lounge' room ,a,k , Anytiraci:Arat'e Overtriassed gentleman remarked to his consort in an In'ain`duld-us voice 'lithe's going hikingi," "Guess again, brother. I'm' going home to Ved'."
-"Let her go," yawned the gods on their mountain height, "The joke 's over."
+Into the sleeping camp\\
-......1
+Glideth late or soon\\
-,ce
+That gentle companion,\\
-Into the sleeping cemp
+The lovely speechless moon.
-Glideth late or soon
-That gentle companion,
+Soft as a dewdrop,\\
-The lovely spL:echless moon.
+Cool ss a willow,\\
-Soft as a (3.6wdrop,
+She layeth her bright head\\
-Cool ss a willow,
+Beside mine on the pillow.
-She layeth her bright head Beside mine on the pillow.
-.
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 GHASTLY ITTRESSIONS
 or - Dawn Askew.