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**283 JULY, 1958 Price 1/ | **283 JULY, 1958 Price 1/ | ||
- | |Editor| Geof Wagg, 131 St.Georges Cres. Drummoyne. UF 3435 (B) 1-2 p m.| | + | |**Editor**| Geof Wagg, 131 St.Georges Cres. Drummoyne. UF 3435 (B) 1-2 p m.| |
- | |Reproduction| Jess Martin | + | |**Reproduction**| Jess Martin |
- | |Sales & Subs| Jess Martin | + | |**Sales & Subs**| Jess Martin |
- | |Business Manager| Brian Harvey | | + | |**Business Manager**| Brian Harvey | |
- | |Typed | Grace Wagg | | + | |**Typed** | Grace Wagg | |
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This softy softy stuff for prospective members is all very well, I suppose, but in my opinion it is too easily overdone. For my own tastes I prefer a trip that includes some genuine suffering - like rising in the dark and frost for a first-light start or some ice-cold swimming and wading. And of course the most memorable trips are those when some days later if you meet a fellow sufferer the conversation, | This softy softy stuff for prospective members is all very well, I suppose, but in my opinion it is too easily overdone. For my own tastes I prefer a trip that includes some genuine suffering - like rising in the dark and frost for a first-light start or some ice-cold swimming and wading. And of course the most memorable trips are those when some days later if you meet a fellow sufferer the conversation, | ||
- | "Have you seen old So & So? He's still hobbling:" | + | "Have you seen old So & So? He's still hobbling." |
"No, but you should see poor Whatsisname - he can't raise his leg high enough to step into a bus." | "No, but you should see poor Whatsisname - he can't raise his leg high enough to step into a bus." | ||
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In her walks report Joan Walker said that trips should be advertised fourteen days in advance and that the advertised trips were usually well attended. A new walks programme is ready for filling. | In her walks report Joan Walker said that trips should be advertised fourteen days in advance and that the advertised trips were usually well attended. A new walks programme is ready for filling. | ||
- | Next the Secretary moved that the typewriter at present used for the magazine be transferred to general club use and a new typewriter be purchased for the magazine at a net cost of L50. The Club typewriter, he explained was 27 years old and generally decrepit. The best typewriter for the magazine was one with a 15" carriage and elite type. A good sturdy machine was needed, one that would stand up to abuse, which he hastened to add, it would get when the Assistant Secretary was away and the Secretary operated it. Brian Harvey (Magazine Business Manager) estimated that elite type would cut down paper consumption by 20% and save L10 a year. Kath Brown confirmed that, in her experience, the typewriter had had its day. Recent Assistant Secretaries had used other machines. Ron Knightley told us we had some 370 in cash and bonds. On being put, Ken's motion was carried with only a murmer | + | Next the Secretary moved that the typewriter at present used for the magazine be transferred to general club use and a new typewriter be purchased for the magazine at a net cost of L50. The Club typewriter, he explained was 27 years old and generally decrepit. The best typewriter for the magazine was one with a 15" carriage and elite type. A good sturdy machine was needed, one that would stand up to abuse, which he hastened to add, it would get when the Assistant Secretary was away and the Secretary operated it. Brian Harvey (Magazine Business Manager) estimated that elite type would cut down paper consumption by 20% and save L10 a year. Kath Brown confirmed that, in her experience, the typewriter had had its day. Recent Assistant Secretaries had used other machines. Ron Knightley told us we had some 370 in cash and bonds. On being put, Ken's motion was carried with only a murmur |
There being no other general business the meeting closed at 9 p m. | There being no other general business the meeting closed at 9 p m. | ||
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6.30 am Thursday, 24th April, saw three of us setting forth from Camden through a fierce deluge in the Dalai Lama's car. The windscreen wiper was working, but she had a broken main spring. Four hours later we reached the Tomerong turnoff ten miles out of Nowra. Here Stitt was to meet us and show us the way to Sassifrass, but as the Stitt motor bike is slightly more decrepit than the Duncan buggy it would be straining optimism a bit too far to expect him before midnight, so we decided to get in a few hours' sleep while we were waiting. It was still raining and the ground was a morass so we gave up the idea of putting up a tent and prospected round for a likely looking shelter. A storage shed at the back of a shop had distinct possibilities, | 6.30 am Thursday, 24th April, saw three of us setting forth from Camden through a fierce deluge in the Dalai Lama's car. The windscreen wiper was working, but she had a broken main spring. Four hours later we reached the Tomerong turnoff ten miles out of Nowra. Here Stitt was to meet us and show us the way to Sassifrass, but as the Stitt motor bike is slightly more decrepit than the Duncan buggy it would be straining optimism a bit too far to expect him before midnight, so we decided to get in a few hours' sleep while we were waiting. It was still raining and the ground was a morass so we gave up the idea of putting up a tent and prospected round for a likely looking shelter. A storage shed at the back of a shop had distinct possibilities, | ||
- | to acquaint him of our whereabouts. At some unearthly hour of the night we were awakened by a torch flashing in our faces and were granted a vision of Stitt and little Dotty Barr wearing the whole waterproof clothing stock of Sterns' | + | to acquaint him of our whereabouts. At some unearthly hour of the night we were awakened by a torch flashing in our faces and were granted a vision of Stitt and little Dotty Barr wearing the whole waterproof clothing stock of Sterns' |
Some four or five hours later we were sitting up in our sleeping bags in the dark eating a baked rice pudding for breakfast, then we packed up by sense of touch, hoped we hadn't forgotten anything, and stepping outside our nice snug little retreat we drove off in the grey dawn in pursuit of our party. | Some four or five hours later we were sitting up in our sleeping bags in the dark eating a baked rice pudding for breakfast, then we packed up by sense of touch, hoped we hadn't forgotten anything, and stepping outside our nice snug little retreat we drove off in the grey dawn in pursuit of our party. | ||
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moons. You don't notice these little things unless you have a trained twilight observer at hand to point them out. | moons. You don't notice these little things unless you have a trained twilight observer at hand to point them out. | ||
- | Don Matthews; one of the " | + | Don Matthews; one of the " |
Lunch time found us seated on the top of Mt. Renwick with Don coursing restlessly back and forth, spotting occasional members of the rearguard part, but never the whole bunch of them. Geof, Grace, Snow, Donnie Newis and Bev, with their hearts set on getting a glimpse at least of the tail of the Castle (they knew they wouldn' | Lunch time found us seated on the top of Mt. Renwick with Don coursing restlessly back and forth, spotting occasional members of the rearguard part, but never the whole bunch of them. Geof, Grace, Snow, Donnie Newis and Bev, with their hearts set on getting a glimpse at least of the tail of the Castle (they knew they wouldn' | ||
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Joan Walker | Joan Walker | ||
- | Not as many walkers on the tracks | + | Not as many walkers on the tracks |
- | We could get no transport to Morong Creek until the next morning, so over tea, we considered how to spend the night. Camp in the bus shed? - vetoed by those who had done it before - the grounds behind the hotel? - vetoed by the waterbag who guessed how that would end - the park down the street? - we had all, seen the thick frost already there - but why does the leader look so pleased? | + | We could get no transport to Morong Creek until the next morning, so over tea we considered how to spend the night. Camp in the bus shed? - vetoed by those who had done it before - the grounds behind the hotel? - vetoed by the waterbag who guessed how that would end - the park down the street? - we had all, seen the thick frost already there - but why does the leader look so pleased? |
- | Well, it would seem Ern party, bound for Newnes, were spending the night in the family weekender, and if we cared to join them ..? | + | Well, it would seem Ern Munn' |
+ | |||
+ | Okay, Digby, you can take full credit; it was a mighty bit of bludging. So it was that the boys slept on the lounge room floor while Price and myself, being the weaker vessels, enjoyed the luxury of beds, (Inequality of the sexes - ain't it Wonderful? | ||
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+ | We waited while the first fingers of red crept up the horizon, waited while the clouds turned crimson, while the glistening whiteness in the valleys lost its ghostly character and became fields of frost. We waited till Ern was roused enough to offer us tea and then Hatswell came. | ||
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+ | The weather chopped and changed as we drove towards Morong, but just as the car stopped by our timber track it decided what it would do - it snowed. Into this we stumbled to eat a late breakfast and finally moved off towards Baldy Harry at a time the leader will not let me mention. A cold wind moved us briskly down Sally Camp Creek so that lunch found us above the first falls. While our billies boiled over one of Jack Perry' | ||
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+ | Slowly we made our way down that scree slope, watching with equal care our own footing and that of the person above us. It was here I began to suspect a sinister feud - myself the victim with Don intent on at least stunning me with a rolling stone. Here, also, I disproved the tale that the nettle, firmly grasped, does not sting, for I sure hung onto that nettle bush. | ||
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+ | Into the canyon, past the falls we had seen from above, clambering along the banks and across the creek, a cry of despair from Frank when he at last wet his feet, five minutes, no more, and we stood above the second falls. Well, we knew of many who had been down here before - an abseil off that log - fifteen feet to the ledge - make your way along it then down that steep rib to the creek so many feet below - but it was but an hour or so to dark and no-one was sorry when Digby said no go for that night. | ||
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+ | A few months ago in Tassie we often used to ask "How lucky can you be?" Well, now I know, lucky enough to camp warm and dry in Davies Canyon. Beyond the spray from the falls, protected from the wind that blew down the canyon, handy to a pile of driftwood (next party please note: this no longer exists) we found a rocky platform. In an area not fifteen feet square we " | ||
+ | |||
+ | A layer of greenery between us and the rocks (conservation? | ||
+ | |||
+ | "The rain," said Digby, " | ||
+ | Taking advantage again of the inequality of the sexes I nobly offered to hold the torch while Frank crept out into the drifting snow to lower the end of our shelter and arrange our packs as a weather break. All was quiet for another six hours when the corner of the tent slid gently off its perch onto Digby' | ||
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+ | However it was still dark when we were ordered from our bags and very, very cold. As the night died the scree slope seemed to shine through the dark, to gleam, glisten and finally, in the early dawn, show as a snow-covered slope. We turned around and the opposite wall of the canyon and the driftwood pile | ||
+ | were covered in snow. Against the wall tree-ferns and bracken, their fronds veined heavily with white, stood darkly. The tents were edged with tiny drifts and the cold spot Bev complained of resolved itself into a sheet of ice nearby. | ||
+ | |||
+ | No loitering today; while three of us broke camp Frank, Neville and Jack again investigated the descent. Returning to camp they declared themselves willing to give it a go. We thoughtfully sent our leader down first and waited out of the wind while he worked along the ledge a bit. A call to Neville and | ||
+ | Jack and the leader reappeared - getting somewhat wet in the process. We were all relieved when he declared it might be O.K. for Manning, Wagg & Co, but he preferred to travel over something firmer. | ||
+ | So up the steep hillside we clambered, fingers and toes frozen by the snow, dodging falling stones again, until mid-morning found us on the ridge above. You have heard of mile-a-day country - well, we now looked back on yesterday' | ||
+ | |||
+ | On this ridge occurred an incident for which I cannot praise the leader too highly. Sheltered from the wind we found a party of three melting snow for a cuppa and enjoying a late breakfast. They had pulled out of the creek above the first falls and were intending to spend the rest of the weekend at Caves House. Did this wonderful example of white-antism tempt our lender? No - instead he must have inspired the three to continue through to Katoomba for they also placed themselves in the hands of Neville the Navigator and followed us back to the creek. | ||
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+ | A navigator, who has been there before, is a great comfort. Down, down the ridges we went, and here, there being no rocks to set rolling, Don hurled himself bodily down the slope. The culmination of this feud came the next day when he apparently induced Boy to push a pumpkin sized gibber down onto me - the quickest bit of footwork I've ever done removed me from its path, and the splash as it reached the Cox brought the others running to see who had fallen in. | ||
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+ | Down the creek we stopped for lunch - nine walkers in the " | ||
+ | |||
+ | Dropping (almost literally) into our midst were four more walkers. Thurat Creek yesterday, Davies Canyon today was their programme. Not for us, thank goodness; their whirlwind progress down to the Cox made us glad to be rabbits. | ||
+ | |||
+ | What can I say about the rest of the trip? Describe the falls of the lower canyon? Spectacular - breath-taking - words cannot tell that thrill as one gazes at some natural masterpiece. Tell of that narrow chasm down which the waters passed? Or of Guouogang looming high above us into the clouds? Or that last peaceful camp on Kanangra River with a starry sly and grassy banks - hard to realise just a few miles from the harsher, grander country we had seen. | ||
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+ | The Monday dawned fine and clear, but only two of the party saw it. Jack and Neville, intent on early trains, moved off when planned, the rest followed somewhat later. Down the Cox to White Dog - time flying away from us - we are convinced this stretch of river has been lengthened since the map was drawn - up the ridges, Deberts, Clear Hill, (but stop we must, despite the hour, for the view from Kelpie Hill and Tarro' | ||
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+ | We bypassed some of the canyon and had to hurry through much of it. I like to think of this trip as but a forerunner of a more leisurely enjoyment of the canyon' | ||
- | Okay, Digby, you can take full credit; it was a mighty bit of bludging. | ||
- | So it was that the boys slept on the lounge room floor while Price and myself, being the weaker vessels, enjoyed the luxury of beds, (Inequality of the sexes - ain't it Wonderful?) | ||
- | We were a keen party - Don Reid had flown from Canberra for the weekend - Neville Rhodes, a visitor, was returning to Davies Canyon for the third time to complete his series of shots, I had been trying for nearly three years to join | ||
- | a trip there, and so it was that we were up and waiting for the car while the stars were yet in the sky. | ||
- | We waited while the first fingers of red crept up the horizon, waited while the clouds turned crimson, while the glistening whiteness in the valleys | ||
- | lost its ghostly character and became fields of frost. We waited till Ern was | ||
- | roused enough to offer us tea and then Hatswell came. | ||
- | The weather chopped and changed as we drove towards Mbrong, but, just as the car stopned by our timber track it decided what it would do - it snowed. Into this we stumbled to eata late breakfast and finally moved off towards Baldy Harry at a time the leader will not let me mention. | ||
- | A cold wind moved us briskly down Sally Camp Creek so that lunch found | ||
- | us above the first falls. While our billies boiled over one of Jack Perry' | ||
- | Slowly we made our way down that scree slope, watching with equal care | ||
- | our own footing and that of the person above us. It was here I began to suspect a sinister fued - myself the victim with Don intent on at least stunning me with a rolling stone. | ||
- | Here, also, I disproved the tale that the nettle, firmly grasped, does not sting, for I sure hung onto that nettle bush. | ||
- | Into the canyon, past the falls we had seen from above; clambering along the banks and across the creek, a cry of despair from Frank when he at | ||
- | 9. | ||
- | last wet his feet, five minutes, no more, and we stood above the second falls. Nell, we knew of maw who had been down here before - an abseil off that log - fifteen feet to the ledge - make your way along it then down that steep rib to the creek so many feet below - but it WRS but an hour or so to dark and no-one was sorry when Digby said no go for that night. | ||
- | A few months ago in Tassie we often used to ask "How lucky can you be?" Well, now I know, lucky enough to cam o warm and dry in Davies Canyon. Beyond the spray from the falls, nrotected from the wind that blew down the canyon, handy to a pile of driftwood (next party please note: this no longer axists) we found a rocky platform. In an area not fifteen feet square we " | ||
- | a single tent neg. Ours was probably the most unorthodox - fixed slantwise f from cliff well to ground and covering a narrow raised shelf on which two bods and a log (to keep the bods on) could just fit. | ||
- | A layer of greenery between us and the rocks (conservation? | ||
- | 10.30 when I was forcibly wakened. | ||
- | "The rain," said Digby, " | ||
- | Rain: No fear, that was ice on our groundsheets. | ||
- | Taking advantage again of the inequality of the sexes I nobly offered | ||
- | to hold the torch while Frank crept out into the drifting snow to lower the end of our shelter and arrange our Packs_ as a weather break. All was quiet for another six hours when the corner of the tent slid gently off its perch onto Digby' | ||
- | However it was still dark when we wore ordered from our bags and very, very cold. As the night died the scree sloe seemed to shine through the dark, to gleam, glisten and finally, in the early dawn, show as ":). snow-covered slone. We turned around and the opposite wall of the canyon nnd the driftwood pile | ||
- | were covered in snow. Against the wall tree-ferns and bracken, their fronds veined heavily with white, stood darkly. The tents were edged with tiny drifts and the cold spot Bev complained of resolved itself into a. sheet of ice nearby. | ||
- | No loitering today; while three of us broke camp Frank, Neville and | ||
- | Jack again investigated the descent. Returning to camp they declared themselves | ||
- | willing to give it a go. We thoughtfully sent our leader down first and waited out of the wind while he worked along the ledge a bit. A call to Neville and | ||
- | Jack and the leader reanpeared - getting somewhat wet in the process. We were | ||
- | all relieved when he declared it might be O.K. for Manning, Wg g& Co., but he preferred to travel over something firmer. | ||
- | So up the steep hillside we clambered, fingers and toes frozen by the snow, dodging falling stones again, until mid-morning found us on the ridge above. You have heard of mile-a-day country - well, we now looked back on | ||
- | yesterday' | ||
- | On this ridge occurred an incident for which I cannot praise the leader too highly. Sheltered from the wind we found a party of three melting | ||
- | snow for a cupps and enjoying a late breakfast. They had pulled out of the | ||
- | creek above the first falls and were intending to spend the rest of the weekend at Caves House. Did this wonderful examnle of white-antism temrt our lender? No - instead he must have insnired the three to continue through to Tatoomba for they also placed themselves in the hands of Neville the Navigator and followed us back to the creek. | ||
- | A navigator, who hPs been there before, is P great comfort. Down, down the ridges we went, and here, there being no rocks to set rolling, Don hurled himself bodily down the slone. The culmination of thiF fue,r3 cnme the next day when he annarentiv induced Boy to push a. numnlrin-sized gibber down onto me - the quickest bit of footwork I've ever done removed me from its nnth, and the splash as it reached the Cox brought the others runninp to see who had fallen in. | ||
- | Down the creek we stoned for lunch - nine walvars in the " | ||
- | Dronning (almost literally) into our midst were your more walkers. Thurat Creek yesterday, Davies Canyon today WPF their nrogramme. 70t for us, thank goodness; their whirlwind progress down to the Cox made us glad to be rabbits. | ||
- | Nhat can I say about the rest of the trip? Describe the falls of the lower canyon? Spectacular - breath-taking - words cannot tell that thrill as one gazes at some natural masterpiece. Tell of that narrow chasm down which the waters -passed? Or of Guouogang looming high above us into the clouds? Or that last peaceful camn on Tanangra River with P starry sly nnd grassy banks - hard to realise just P few miles from the harsher, grander country we had seen. | ||
- | The Monday dawned fine and clear, but only two of the narty saw it. Jack and Neville, intent on early trains, moved off when ,71anned, the rest followed somewhat later. | ||
- | Down the Cox to `.' | ||
- | We by-nassed some of the canyon and had to hurry through much of it. I like to think of this trip RS but a forerunner of P more leisurely enjoyment of the canyon' | ||
Anyway, it was a mighty trip. | Anyway, it was a mighty trip. | ||
- | Monologue by Frank Ashdown late on Friday night: | + | |
- | 10. | + | Monologue by Frank Ashdown late on Friday night: " |
- | Yo 4 press the button, we'll do the rest I | + | |
- | Finegrain | + | |
- | Developing | + | ====== Warrum - Bungling ====== |
- | Spariding | + | |
- | Prints | + | Neville Picton |
- | Perfect | + | |
- | Enlargements | + | What happens when a new member of the S.B.W. gets posted away from Sydney? Does he give up Bushwalking, |
- | Your | + | |
- | Roll films | + | Saturday, 18th January, 1958 - A letter in the mail. "Oh hell," says Neville. " |
- | or | + | |
- | Leica films | + | |
- | deserve the | + | |
- | best SERVICE | + | |
- | LEICA PBOTO SERVICE | + | |
- | 31 Macquarie Place | + | |
- | SYDNEY N.S.W. | + | |
- | INARRUI4 BUNGLINC-S | + | |
- | - Neville Picton | + | |
- | What happens when a new member of the S.B.W. gets posted away from Sydney? Does he give up Bushwalking, | + | |
- | Saturday, 18th January, 1958 - A letter in the mail. "Oh hell," says Neville. | + | |
- | " | + | |
"This envelope looks like the ones they use to send out postings." | "This envelope looks like the ones they use to send out postings." | ||
A note .. "You are requested to commence duty 4th February, 1958, at Coonabarabran Intermediate High School." | A note .. "You are requested to commence duty 4th February, 1958, at Coonabarabran Intermediate High School." | ||
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"Where the hell is Coonabarabran?" | "Where the hell is Coonabarabran?" | ||
- | A map was dug out (all school-teachers have one handy for such emergencies). Coona was placed about 100 miles North of Dubbo (I wasn't really sure where Dubbo was) and slightly more West of Tamworth. | + | |
- | The next fortnight was spent nlanning | + | A map was dug out (all school-teachers have one handy for such emergencies). Coona was placed about 100 miles North of Dubbo (I wasn't really sure where Dubbo was) and slightly more west of Tamworth. |
+ | The next fortnight was spent planning | ||
So off I went to Coonabarabran, | So off I went to Coonabarabran, | ||
- | 1st February - arrived at Cnona. | + | |
- | 2nd February - "Night drive out and have a look at this Timor Rock." So out I went. Timor is a volcanic plug (Trachite) about 500 - 600 feet high. | + | 1st February - arrived at Coona.\\ |
- | By its base runs Shawn' | + | 2nd February - "Night drive out and have a look at this Timor Rock." So out I went. Timor is a volcanic plug (Trachite) about 500 - 600 feet high. By its base runs Shawn' |
- | Reports from the townspeople vary. | + | Reports from the townspeople vary.\\ |
- | e g. 1 - "Timor is easy to climb. So and so took a six year old child | + | e g. 1 - "Timor is easy to climb. So and so took a six year old child. |
- | e g. 2 - " | + | e g. 2 - " |
- | e g. 3 - " | + | e g. 3 - " |
- | However on 2.2.58 I hadn't heard these reports so I sot off un. Almost up. Got to within 40 feet of the top and things got a bit dicey. | + | |
- | 8th February - "Come on Harry. Let's go un Timor 7.ock. | + | This last proved to be a photo taken at the old " |
- | it ' | + | |
- | "We might get un this way." "Not b likely." | + | 8th February - "Come on Harry. Let's go un Timor Rock today." |
- | One hour later. " | + | |
- | 14th February.- off to Sydney to buy textbooks etc. While there I bought a camera and 100 m m. lens, a couple of rolls of Kodachrome, and of course, a haze filter. | + | "We might get up this way." "Not b likely." |
- | 12. | + | |
- | "Ah | + | One hour later. " |
- | 13. | + | |
- | 23rd February - back at Timor. Same crew with two new climbers, Monty and Mac, " | + | 14th February, off to Sydney to buy textbooks etc. While there I bought a camera and 100 mm.lens, a couple of rolls of Kodachrome, and of course, a haze filter. |
- | Half an hour later. " | + | |
- | Quarter of an hour later. "How about the creek side at the western end?" " | + | 23rd February - back at Timor. Same crew with two new climbers, Monty and Mac, " |
- | Half an hour later. " | + | |
- | 1st March - Timor. Same two cooks. Harry, Monty and I arc climbing - Mac has been posted to Molong. We have 100 feet of rope for coming down nnd for belays if we need them. Harry and Monty prefer to slide down the rope rather than abseil, but are showing interest in the easier form of travel. By now we know that the way up is the western end of the creek side - the last crack almost - the crack being shaped like a C, crescent shaped. This does in fact provide a. route to the top. The climbing is not what I would call easy and in a few places I felt it was much easier to think about food or anything rather than the horrible mess which would result if one fell 200 feet straight down without even the odd rock to bounce off on the way. Apart from that it was a good climb, although the tint of water we cnrried | + | Half an hour later. " |
- | . When you try to climb a rock three times and fail, and get Up on the fourth, you feel really good. Timor, I guess, rates low on the scale of difficulty, but judging by the looks on Harry and Monty and the way rfelt - well - Hillary and Tensing | + | |
- | "Hell! It's three o' | + | 1st March - Timor. Same two cooks. Harry, Monty and I are climbing - Mac has been posted to Molong. We have 100 feet of rope for coming down and for belays if we need them. Harry and Monty prefer to slide down the rope rather than abseil, but are showing interest in the easier form of travel. By now we know that the way up is the western end of the creek side - the last crack almost - the crack being shaped like a C, crescent shaped. This does in fact provide a route to the top. The climbing is not what I would call easy and in a few places I felt it was much easier to think about food or anything rather than the horrible mess which would result if one fell 200 feet straight down without even the odd rock to bounce off on the way. Apart from that it was a good climb, although the pint of water we carried |
- | YOU DEFINITELY CAN'T BANK ON IT | + | |
- | You can't bank on August Bank Holiday - but those walkers, who, by their devoted attention to their jobs throughout the year will have earned their relaxation on Monday, 4th August next, CAN bank on n minimum of feet- vetting on Brian Harvey' | + | When you try to climb a rock three times and fail, and get up on the fourth, you feel really good. Timor, I guess, rates low on the scale of difficulty, but judging by the looks on Harry and Monty and the way we felt - well - Hillary and Tensing |
- | Brian Harvey - Business | + | |
- | Maria Theresien Schlosal, Hellbrun, | + | "Hell! It's three o' |
- | Salzbert. | + | |
- | 5th June, 1958. Dear Bushwallcers, | + | |
+ | **YOU DEFINITELY CAN'T BANK ON IT** | ||
+ | |||
+ | You can't bank on August Bank Holiday - but those walkers, who, by their devoted attention to their jobs throughout the year will have earned their relaxation on Monday, 4th August next, CAN bank on a minimum of feet-vetting on Brian Harvey' | ||
+ | Brian Harvey - Business | ||
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+ | |||
+ | ====== Letter from Edna Gerrad ====== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Maria Theresien Schlosal, Hellbrun, Salzbert. | ||
+ | |||
+ | 5th June, 1958. Dear Bushwalkers, | ||
Here is a brief record of my trip to date. Please excuse z for y as I can't get used to this machine in the short time for which I have it. | Here is a brief record of my trip to date. Please excuse z for y as I can't get used to this machine in the short time for which I have it. | ||
- | Went first to Bangkok and found that very colourful and interesting - | + | |
- | things like the King's Barges which are 150 feet long and very much decorated. Did zou see the film "The King and I"? | + | Went first to Bangkok and found that very colourful and interesting - things like the King's Barges which are 150 feet long and very much decorated. Did you see the film "The King and I"? |
- | Went down to Cambodia and found Ankor Wat fascinating. It is verz | + | |
- | necessarz, in mz opinion, to read it all up before | + | Went down to Cambodia and found Ankor Wat fascinating. It is very necessary, in my opinion, to read it all up before |
- | is verz poor. | + | |
- | It was verz hot in the East and at all the airports in the Middle East; at all times of the night the heat was reallz | + | Greece and Southern |
- | Greece and Southern | + | |
- | Italz was verz interesting and Florence and Venice are verz tempting to females, with lovelz | + | Austria is coming up to all my expectations. Loved Vienna. Had an interesting tour of Vienna |
- | rolls and wine at an inn, for lunch. Had some difficultz | + | |
- | Austria is coming up to all mz expectations. Loved Vienna. Had an interesting tour of Vienna | + | |
- | each stop and champagne at the nightclub. Bz midnight I could have done with a | + | |
- | good Australian steak: Zesterdaz | + | |
- | for his Eagle' | + | |
Often wish I had some S.B.W. friends with me. Regards to all. | Often wish I had some S.B.W. friends with me. Regards to all. | ||
- | Edna G. | + | |
- | 14. | + | |
- | 15. | + | **OF VEGETARIAN |
- | ofiVEGETARIAN | + | |
- | - : | + | Tasty meatless meals with a high protein value. They come in tins, and only need to be fried. A very satisfying substitute for fresh meat. Delicious when cooked in butter. |
- | GLUTEN. STEAKS | + | |
- | Tasty meatless meals with a high protein value. They come in tins, and only need to be fried. A very satisfying substitute for fresh meat. Delicious when cooked in batter :I | + | |
- | Delhi, India. | + | ====== Letter from Dormie ====== |
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+ | Delhi, India.\\ | ||
Sunday, 18/5/58. Dear Bushwalkers, | Sunday, 18/5/58. Dear Bushwalkers, | ||
- | Today I took un residencu | + | |
- | Although part of the HimalayRs, the views from Darjeeling of the highest peaks were disappointing and frustrating because the mists already mentioned blotted out such distant. scenery. (Hangchenjunga, 28,146 ft., the third highest of the Himalayan peaks, is 42 miles from Dnrjeeling.)- - The higher you climbed, the more likely- you were' | + | Today I took up residence |
- | clouds | + | |
- | On the first !Darning | + | Although part of the Himalayas, the views from Darjeeling of the highest peaks were disappointing and frustrating because the mists already mentioned blotted out such distant scenery. (Kangchenjunga, 28,146 ft., the third highest of the Himalayan peaks, is 42 miles from Darjeeling.) The higher you climbed, the more likely you were to become |
- | of the nine days at Darjeeling was like the musician' | + | clouds |
+ | |||
+ | On the first dawning | ||
Yours, | Yours, | ||
trlormiet | trlormiet | ||
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YOUR WALKING GUIDE - JULY | YOUR WALKING GUIDE - JULY | ||
Walk No. | Walk No. |
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