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|At Our February General Meeting|Alex Colley| 2| | |At Our February General Meeting|Alex Colley| 2| | ||
|The Peryman-Doherty-Brown-Duncan-Joyce S.W. Tasmania Trip Christmas 58/59|Bob Duncan| 4| | |The Peryman-Doherty-Brown-Duncan-Joyce S.W. Tasmania Trip Christmas 58/59|Bob Duncan| 4| | ||
- | |New River Lagoon to Kings, Melaleuca|Heathor | + | |New River Lagoon to Kings, Melaleuca|Heather |
|They Continue To Be Weird|Nino Burntoffa|14| | |They Continue To Be Weird|Nino Burntoffa|14| | ||
- | |Rugged Walking in Tasuania|Heather Joyce|17| | + | |Rugged Walking in Tasmania|Heather Joyce|17| |
|Who'd Be A Walker|" | |Who'd Be A Walker|" | ||
|Bushwalkers Are Tops|John Bookluck|19| | |Bushwalkers Are Tops|John Bookluck|19| | ||
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Now to confess infers that I must have done something because clearly if you haven' | Now to confess infers that I must have done something because clearly if you haven' | ||
- | As far as actual editing of articles goes, I've done next to hothing | + | As far as actual editing of articles goes, I've done next to nothing |
The one thing I did do regularly each month was to present Grace with a number of pages of scrawl resembling Chinese, written on both sides of the paper with a pencil so hard that it was almost engraved, and these she always managed to translate and type in English. | The one thing I did do regularly each month was to present Grace with a number of pages of scrawl resembling Chinese, written on both sides of the paper with a pencil so hard that it was almost engraved, and these she always managed to translate and type in English. | ||
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"We can run an extra four pages and a map or illustration every second month." | "We can run an extra four pages and a map or illustration every second month." | ||
- | First, last and always come the contributors. Whoever they were, they never let me down. From the spasmodic "one per anaum" article writers and the travellers' | + | First, last and always come the contributors. Whoever they were, they never let me down. From the spasmodic "one per annum" article writers and the travellers' |
In short, to everyone who helped me make our magazine this last twelve months, my sincere thanks, and for myself - nothing to confess. | In short, to everyone who helped me make our magazine this last twelve months, my sincere thanks, and for myself - nothing to confess. | ||
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Our meeting commenced with a welcome by the President to two new members, Len Young and Evelyn Esgate. | Our meeting commenced with a welcome by the President to two new members, Len Young and Evelyn Esgate. | ||
- | In correspondence was a letter from the Rationalist Association, | + | In correspondence was a letter from the Rationalist Association, |
The President reminded us that we are also seeking a new hall for the Christmas party. The Mosman Roving Club had written to say that it had no accommodation now at Mosman, but did have a place at Killarney that it was prepared to rent. | The President reminded us that we are also seeking a new hall for the Christmas party. The Mosman Roving Club had written to say that it had no accommodation now at Mosman, but did have a place at Killarney that it was prepared to rent. | ||
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- | New South Wales Federaton | + | New South Wales Federation |
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__December 31st__ | __December 31st__ | ||
- | and I'm racing you around the scopari in your flea bag to get you up." " | + | and I'm racing you around the scopari in your flea bag to get you up." " |
- | After brekker we walked to the edge of the plateau and looked down on the basin of New River Lagoon and the ocean, and acros to the magnificent 4,000 ft. dolerite tower, Precipitous Bluff. Something like Era from Governor Game Lookout but on a grander scale. The route ahead obviously lay down to the creek and then along the creek to New River Lagoon 2,000 or 3,000 feet below us. | + | After brekker we walked to the edge of the plateau and looked down on the basin of New River Lagoon and the ocean, and across |
We started down the slope, first through scopari, which we now regarded as easy walking, and then into forest and dense undergrowth. This became progressively worse as we got lower. "Well, we've been through some pretty bad stuff so far," I said, "but this is past a joke." Everyone agreed and we determined to keep in tight Indian file for if we became separated, even by a few yards, in this we would never find one another again. The slope was very steep and one heaved and shoved until one fell forward. Sometimes we would be struggling up to twenty feet above the ground and then coming to a less dense patch we would tumble gently towards the ground. The important thing was to stay upright at all times. When you finished head down, feet up, you could do nothing but yell for help. It would take days to go up this slope I should think. | We started down the slope, first through scopari, which we now regarded as easy walking, and then into forest and dense undergrowth. This became progressively worse as we got lower. "Well, we've been through some pretty bad stuff so far," I said, "but this is past a joke." Everyone agreed and we determined to keep in tight Indian file for if we became separated, even by a few yards, in this we would never find one another again. The slope was very steep and one heaved and shoved until one fell forward. Sometimes we would be struggling up to twenty feet above the ground and then coming to a less dense patch we would tumble gently towards the ground. The important thing was to stay upright at all times. When you finished head down, feet up, you could do nothing but yell for help. It would take days to go up this slope I should think. | ||
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Our last day dawned clear. Mike and Snow on their trip had followed the map and had left the snowpoles and made their own way across the low range to Cox's Bight. This time we decided to follow the snow poles all the way: They led us up the valley in the opposite direction to which you'd expect to go and to which the map led, and over the smaller bumps of the foothills up a gradual ridge to the top. We learnt later that each half of the map had a different compass alignment and not being used to this type of map on the mainland, we had been following the same grid. | Our last day dawned clear. Mike and Snow on their trip had followed the map and had left the snowpoles and made their own way across the low range to Cox's Bight. This time we decided to follow the snow poles all the way: They led us up the valley in the opposite direction to which you'd expect to go and to which the map led, and over the smaller bumps of the foothills up a gradual ridge to the top. We learnt later that each half of the map had a different compass alignment and not being used to this type of map on the mainland, we had been following the same grid. | ||
- | On the other side of the range the snow poles led us across burnt buttongrass plains until we burst through coastal ti-tree to the Boyd Creek entrance and the beautiful Cox's Bight beach. In front we could see the extending sands at the far end of which a headland dropped sharply into the sea. On walking further along the beach we could look back at the impressive Ironbounds and out to sea at the lighthouse on Maatsuykor Island. It was a wonderful | + | On the other side of the range the snow poles led us across burnt buttongrass plains until we burst through coastal ti-tree to the Boyd Creek entrance and the beautiful Cox's Bight beach. In front we could see the extending sands at the far end of which a headland dropped sharply into the sea. On walking further along the beach we could look back at the impressive Ironbounds and out to sea at the lighthouse on Maatsuykor Island. It was a wonderful |
A well used track led across the buttongrass up the valley from Cox's Bight airstrip to Kings, Melaleuca. The afternoon sun was hot and the valley held the heat - hats and scrub were now for shade, not rain protection - and than we saw the red roof of King's homestead come closer and closer. This time the Kings were home and I can imagine how Snow and Mick felt when, after 3 1/2 days of hard walking, they found the house deserted. | A well used track led across the buttongrass up the valley from Cox's Bight airstrip to Kings, Melaleuca. The afternoon sun was hot and the valley held the heat - hats and scrub were now for shade, not rain protection - and than we saw the red roof of King's homestead come closer and closer. This time the Kings were home and I can imagine how Snow and Mick felt when, after 3 1/2 days of hard walking, they found the house deserted. | ||
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=== Sanitarium Health Food and Vegetarian Cafe. === | === Sanitarium Health Food and Vegetarian Cafe. === | ||
- | __The bushwaling | + | __The bushwalking |
- | Start it well by making | + | Start it well by making |
- | Remember that there are no substitutes to equal the enjoyment and nourishment of our dried fruits, biscuits and other lines pre-eminently suited to the bushwaler. | + | Remember that there are no substitutes to equal the enjoyment and nourishment of our dried fruits, biscuits and other lines pre-eminently suited to the bushwalker. |
13 Hunter St., Sydney. BW1725. | 13 Hunter St., Sydney. BW1725. | ||
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__Food Jars__ - Aluminium and plastic. A large array of shapes and sizes. | __Food Jars__ - Aluminium and plastic. A large array of shapes and sizes. | ||
- | __Heavy Weight Socks__ - Bettor | + | __Heavy Weight Socks__ - Better |
And much more than we can tell you here so come in and look around. | And much more than we can tell you here so come in and look around. | ||
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Paddy Pallin. Lightweight Camp Gear. | Paddy Pallin. Lightweight Camp Gear. | ||
- | 201 Castlereagh St., Sdyney. | + | 201 Castlereagh St., Sydney. |
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===== They Continue To Be Weird. ===== | ===== They Continue To Be Weird. ===== | ||
- | - Nino Burrntoffa | + | - Nino Burntoffa |
Promptly at six o' | Promptly at six o' | ||
- | By a quarter after six I began to fel apprehensive, | + | By a quarter after six I began to feel apprehensive, |
Ah! There was Digby, hurrying towards the platform. I chased after him. " | Ah! There was Digby, hurrying towards the platform. I chased after him. " | ||
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"There was a whole mob of us there," | "There was a whole mob of us there," | ||
- | " | + | " |
- | "Not THAT map!" he almost shouted. "0-o-oh" he groaned, "never mind. Here - this is where we're holed up." | + | "Not THAT map!" he almost shouted. "O-o-oh" he groaned, "never mind. Here - this is where we're holed up." |
I entered the compartment and smiled as Snow waved a cheery greeting. "You made it, Nino. Thought you must' | I entered the compartment and smiled as Snow waved a cheery greeting. "You made it, Nino. Thought you must' | ||
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"The rum? Why, yes. I have brought the rum, as you instructed me. Sixteen ounces in a plastic flask. That will cure the snake bites?" | "The rum? Why, yes. I have brought the rum, as you instructed me. Sixteen ounces in a plastic flask. That will cure the snake bites?" | ||
- | "Nine ..." He was interrupted by a tall, loud-mouthod | + | "Nine ..." He was interrupted by a tall, loud-mouthed |
"Ah! The Admiral," | "Ah! The Admiral," | ||
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They would not want to burn me off. I was still pondering this statement when the train arrived at Katoomba and we gathered on the platform outside the carriage. We were enveloped in a soupy fog which the dim lights of the station all but failed to penetrate. | They would not want to burn me off. I was still pondering this statement when the train arrived at Katoomba and we gathered on the platform outside the carriage. We were enveloped in a soupy fog which the dim lights of the station all but failed to penetrate. | ||
- | As the rest of us moved toward the exit, the individual called The Admiral was frantically rummaging in his rucsac and calling out, "Hey! Wait for me, you lotta goons. Think you're gonna steal a march on me in the race to the A.B., eh? Ah! here it is. Thought I'd lost me ticket and might hafta do a bit of fast talking. Quite outa practice at that since I got hookod." | + | As the rest of us moved toward the exit, the individual called The Admiral was frantically rummaging in his rucsac and calling out, "Hey! Wait for me, you lotta goons. Think you're gonna steal a march on me in the race to the A.B., eh? Ah! here it is. Thought I'd lost me ticket and might hafta do a bit of fast talking. Quite outa practice at that since I got hooked." |
He came pounding after us. Suddenly we were halted by Jim Brown: I say, you fellows. Does anyone belong to that pack back there?" | He came pounding after us. Suddenly we were halted by Jim Brown: I say, you fellows. Does anyone belong to that pack back there?" | ||
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- | RUGGED WALKING IN TASMA.NIA | + | ===== Rugged Walking In Tasmania. ===== |
- Heather Joyce | - Heather Joyce | ||
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Many people have asked me to tell them of our trip to Tasmania and of all the difficulties that befell us whilst walking in the roughest country in the world, so let me tell you of some of our more intrepid adventures. | Many people have asked me to tell them of our trip to Tasmania and of all the difficulties that befell us whilst walking in the roughest country in the world, so let me tell you of some of our more intrepid adventures. | ||
- | Leaving Hobart we were farewelled by our friends, who wished us luck and good weather, and for a while everything went well and according to plan. Our transport took us through the suburbs and out to the more interesting surrounding country areas. About 30 miles out of Hobart we stopped for a light, meal and there our troubles started. We found ourselves in what was surely the loneliest part of Tasmania and certainly the quietest and most unfrequented. From our maps we could see which way we should go, but how to get there was the problem; after a brief conference the party split into two groups and moved off separately in an attempt to solve the dilemma. | + | |
- | It must have been three-quarters of an hour of slow walking with frequent stops for rests before help arrived - a car was approaching | + | Leaving Hobart we were farewelled by our friends, who wished us luck and good weather, and for a while everything went well and according to plan. Our transport took us through the suburbs and out to the more interesting surrounding country areas. About 30 miles out of Hobart we stopped for a light meal and there our troubles started. We found ourselves in what was surely the loneliest part of Tasmania and certainly the quietest and most unfrequented. From our maps we could see which way we should go, but how to get there was the problem; after a brief conference the party split into two groups and moved off separately in an attempt to solve the dilemma. |
- | Snow and I thumbed frantically and yes, the cars vintage | + | |
- | At the next road junction we got a quick hitch on a dirt lorry for a mile or so, arid then we had a long rest near the top of a range where there was a fallen log in the shade of a tree and a good uphill stretch of road on which to play a game of Hflyil | + | It must have been three-quarters of an hour of slow walking with frequent stops for rests before help arrived - a car was approaching! At last our trip up the East Coast was no longer without hitches - here was an actual |
- | So, once more we had to face reality and get back to Let 240 tell you, it was a tough trip and I've slides to prove it. | + | |
- | I won't bore you with all the painful details of our tour, but like all Tasmanian walking, it isn't the mileage but the rate that counts, and our pa cc was very slow indeed and in short bursts with long rests between each stretch. | + | Snow and I thumbed frantically and yes, the car, vintage |
- | NOT was our making camp an easy thing to accomplish - Duncan will agree with me here when I say that getting a tent up in Tasmania is a long job involving great skill and patience. So, for example, at Triabunna we had to cunningly pitch our tent behind the only patch of bush in such a manner as to hide it from the oyes of the local constabulary. Or at St. Helens, where we were unable to persuade the camp ranger that wo should spend the night in the Youth Hostel and where that same ligentlemann | + | |
- | 18. | + | At the next road junction we got a quick hitch on a dirt lorry for a mile or so, and then we had a long rest near the top of a range where there was a fallen log in the shade of a tree and a good uphill stretch of road on which to play a game of " |
- | But at last our groat advanture | + | |
- | And the fact that we wore almost tossed out of the first class dining room 'of the "Tarunan | + | So, once more we had to face reality and get back to __walking__. |
- | who'd be a walker- | + | |
- | i was | + | I won't bore you with all the painful details of our tour, but like all Tasmanian walking, it isn't the mileage but the rate that counts, and our pace was very slow indeed and in short bursts with long rests between each stretch. |
- | i was in the bushwalkers once | + | |
- | they gave me a pack a rucsac | + | Nor was our making camp an easy thing to accomplish - Duncan will agree with me here when I say that getting a tent up in Tasmania is a long job involving great skill and patience. So, for example, at Triabunna we had to cunningly pitch our tent behind the only patch of bush in such a manner as to hide it from the eyes of the local constabulary. Or at St. Helens, where we were unable to persuade the camp ranger that we should spend the night in the Youth Hostel and where that same " |
- | a haversaa | + | |
- | call it what you will they gave me one | + | But at last our great adventure |
- | quite new | + | |
- | with a frame | + | And the fact that we were almost tossed out of the first class dining room of the "Taruna" |
- | a present from the president | + | |
- | the old fellows | + | ---- |
- | fdalked | + | |
- | forded rivers | + | ===== who'd be a walker |
- | climbed cliffs | + | |
- | camped at night | + | - i was |
- | and the president said jolly good show chaps | + | |
- | that was the day i showed a prospective | + | i was in the bushwalkers once\\ |
- | how to be | + | they gave me a pack\\ |
- | a walker | + | a rucsac\\ |
- | i put this pack on his back | + | a haversac\\ |
- | we wont on a marathon we came to a cliff | + | call it what you will\\ |
- | take a Short cut i said he did | + | they gave me one\\ |
- | he fell on his head the | + | quite new\\ |
- | president | + | with a frame\\ |
- | was | + | a present from the president\\ |
- | genuinely | + | the old fellows\\ |
+ | walked | ||
+ | with theirs\\ | ||
+ | forded rivers\\ | ||
+ | climbed cliffs\\ | ||
+ | camped at night\\ | ||
+ | and the president said\\ | ||
+ | jolly good show chaps\\ | ||
+ | that was the day i showed a prospective\\ | ||
+ | how to be\\ | ||
+ | a walker\\ | ||
+ | i put this pack on his back\\ | ||
+ | we went on a marathon\\ | ||
+ | we came to a cliff\\ | ||
+ | take a short cut i said\\ | ||
+ | he did\\ | ||
+ | he fell on his head\\ | ||
+ | the\\ | ||
+ | president\\ | ||
+ | was\\ | ||
+ | genuinely\\ | ||
distressed. | distressed. | ||
- | CORRIGENDUM | + | |
- | In the February | + | ---- |
- | on Page 14 where it was stated | + | |
- | 19. | + | === Corrigendum. === |
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+ | In the February | ||
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+ | ===== Bushwalkers Are Tops. ===== | ||
by a Special Correspondent. | by a Special Correspondent. | ||
- | There are tushies | + | |
- | While travelling along an uncharted road in the deptha | + | There are bushies |
- | give us our daily rice. Moe, nqt bushwalker quantities, but the way | + | |
- | luddha | + | While travelling along an uncharted road in the depths |
- | bassies. We have eaten ovorytt4rig | + | |
- | ; a wenderflal | + | Water it the only problem |
- | Water it the only problem | + | |
- | I had high hopes of being the first white man to travel from Singapore | + | I had high hopes of being the first white man to travel from Singapore |
- | " | + | |
- | nA hot one in a real bath tub?n. asked Lynette excitedly. | + | " |
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+ | " | ||
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+ | "Yes," she replied modestly, | ||
" | " | ||
- | Then all -fingers pointed to 'me. "You' | + | |
- | nI haven' | + | Then all fingers pointed to me. "You go first. |
- | nYoul.11 | + | |
- | nut," I faltered, looking pleadingly at the girls, " | + | ' |
- | 20. | + | |
+ | " | ||
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+ | "But," I faltered, looking pleadingly at the girls, " | ||
"That s not a bath," interrupted Louise. | "That s not a bath," interrupted Louise. | ||
- | l'And that I a no excuse, | + | |
- | For a moment I he sit at ad, and t hen sulked off to t he bathroom. Five minutes later I stood staring at the draining tub. Three things have gone down that drain other than water - my jungle mud, including some Aussie dust my beeAtiful | + | "And that' |
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+ | For a moment I hesitated, and then sulked off to the bathroom. Five minutes later I stood staring at the draining tub. Three things have gone down that drain other than water - my jungle mud, including some Aussie dust, my beautiful | ||
Now to relate how we did the hundred miler in a Land Rover. First, the road must be well watered by a tropical downpour and second, the bridges rotten or already collapsed. When the road becomes saturated, it becomes boggy and bogs mean sticky business. | Now to relate how we did the hundred miler in a Land Rover. First, the road must be well watered by a tropical downpour and second, the bridges rotten or already collapsed. When the road becomes saturated, it becomes boggy and bogs mean sticky business. | ||
- | I clearly remember Tess' first bog. It was only a little one. I was the culprit, all because of a movie which was to be staged, bit turned out to be a reality. Tess wasted no time in pulling out of that bog - only three quart srs of an hour. Some days old Tess averaged two to four miles per day, which included two or three bogs. Generally one before lunch and one before tea. Her one before tea was always at some goddamed forsaken place. Tess is a stubborn old girl when in the middle of a bog and refuses to budge. She's been pushed, pulled and jacked up. Dozens of jungle folk, Obang the elephant, bulldozers, lorries and brengun carriers have all pulled old Tess. The most amazing and quickest haul was by Co' | + | |
- | A jungle without leeches is like a man without a woman. I consider myself a leech expert as I've been bitten in all parts of N.S.W. and Victoria and slept with leeches in Tassie, but never have I seen one like the Thai leeches. In the water they appear like little black snakes. The villagers are scared of them - who wouldn' | + | I clearly remember Tess' first bog. It was only a little one. I was the culprit, all because of a movie which was to be staged, bit turned out to be a reality. Tess wasted no time in pulling out of that bog - only three quarters |
- | our misery, | + | |
- | If To wasn't stuck in a bog, she was participating in a bridge crossing. One old bridge I was testing with my foot fell down and Eo did I. Being an engineer, I viewed the problem and made some calculations and speculations. Meanwhile, whilst diligently applying my theoretical knowledge, the jungle folk wore busy adding a few pieces of timber. Whilst in the middle of a calculation, | + | A jungle without leeches is like a man without a woman. I consider myself a leech expert as I've been bitten in all parts of N.S.W. and Victoria and slept with leeches in Tassie, but never have I seen one like the Thai leeches. In the water they appear like little black snakes. The villagers are scared of them - who wouldn' |
- | to you coming?'' | + | |
- | go. | + | If Tess wasn't stuck in a bog, she was participating in a bridge crossing. One old bridge I was testing with my foot fell down and so did I. Being an engineer, I viewed the problem and made some calculations and speculations. Meanwhile, whilst diligently applying my theoretical knowledge, the jungle folk were busy adding a few pieces of timber. Whilst in the middle of a calculation, |
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- | RING, WRilh, WIRE or CALL | + | |
- | ANY HOUR -DAY OR NIGHT | + | One thing is certain with my calculations - the average |
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- | SPEEDY 5 OR 8 PASSENGER CARS AVAILABLE | + | |
- | LARGE OR SELL PARTIES CIA MED FOR | + | |
- | FARES: KriNtiNGR21.1AUT: | + | |
- | PERRY tS LOOEDOWN V_ 11 It It | + | |
- | JENGLAN STATE FOREST 20/- Yt Ii If If 11 | + | |
- | CARLON' | + | |
- | WE WILL BE PLEASED TO QUOTE TRIPS OR SPECIAL PARTIES ON APPLICATION | + | |
- | One thing is certain with my calculations - the average | + | |
Best wishes, | Best wishes, | ||
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John Bookluck. | John Bookluck. | ||
- | P.S. Busbies, Lynn and I agree there is no country like Aussie land for camping. Eric Edis, who is returning to England, says the best camps on the trip, in fact the best in his life, were in Australia and when an Englishman agrees, that's something to boast about. | ||
- | PICTORIAL ILLUSTRATIONS | ||
- | The Business Manager advises us that the Magazine finances are ntw in sach a satisfactory state that we are able to resume the reproduction of black and white scenes, maps, etc. within reasonable quantity. Contributors are therefore invited to confer with the Editor with a view to enhancing their articles in this manner. | ||
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- | COUNTER MISAISN - Dung Khan | + | P.S. Bushies, Lynn and I agree there is no country |
- | The page by Brian Harvey "THEY DID NOT mAKE IT" contains a few sensible suggestions swamped in much moralistic nonsense. Brian wags a finger at all whose walking activities do not fit into his own mould. About those who have a taste for material comfort he says, "The true walker has no other weekend vices" and, they are dissuaded by "the discovery that scrub bashing in the harsh sandstone | + | |
- | To the group whose taste is for longer walks than he cares to do, he says, "Just for a change, some leaders might put on official walks which prospectives could reasonably attend and not some super severe bash, which, boiled dew, is only a private walk for the leader' | + | |
- | In walking tastes I belong to the latter group, and I am moved to defend myself. The members of this rather ill-defined group go only on those walks they think they will enjoy. This is because they believe walking is a recreation rather than a religion. The group contains personalities ranging from " | + | |
- | The other class, those who prefer easier walking, are not forgotten either, for the bash group harbors | + | |
- | It would soon, therefore, that the (nub will be best propagated by a friendly attitude to new members and a diverse Walks Programme so that all may find somewhere a trip to their liking. | + | |
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+ | === Hatswell' | ||
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+ | For all your transport problems contact Hattswell' | ||
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+ | ' | ||
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+ | Speedy 5 or 8 passenger cars available. Large or small parties catered for. | ||
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+ | Fares: | ||
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+ | * Kanangra Walls - 30/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) | ||
+ | * Perry' | ||
+ | * Jenolan State Forest - 20/- per head (minimum 5 passengers) | ||
+ | * Carlon' | ||
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+ | We will be pleased to quote other trips or special parties on application. | ||
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+ | === Pictorial Illustrations. === | ||
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+ | The Business Manager advises us that the Magazine finances are now in such a satisfactory state that we are able to resume the reproduction of black and white scenes, maps, etc. within reasonable quantity. Contributors are therefore invited to confer with the Editor with a view to enhancing their articles in this manner. | ||
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+ | ===== Counter Mission. ===== | ||
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+ | - Dung Khan. | ||
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+ | The page by Brian Harvey "They Did Not Make It" contains a few sensible suggestions swamped in much moralistic nonsense. Brian wags a finger at all whose walking activities do not fit into his own mould. About those who have a taste for material comfort he says, "The true walker has no other weekend vices" and, they are dissuaded by "the discovery that scrub bashing in the harsh sandstone country surrounding Sydney is not a Sunday school picnic with string bag and one cut lunch" | ||
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+ | To the group whose taste is for longer walks than he cares to do, he says, "Just for a change, some leaders might put on official walks which prospectives could reasonably attend and not some super severe bash, which, boiled down, is only a private walk for the leader' | ||
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+ | In walking tastes I belong to the latter group, and I am moved to defend myself. The members of this rather ill-defined group go only on those walks they think they will enjoy. This is because they believe walking is a recreation rather than a religion. The group contains personalities ranging from " | ||
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+ | The other class, those who prefer easier walking, are not forgotten either, for the bash group harbors in its ranks three members, Frank Rigby, Brian Anderson and Bob Duncan, who are declared white ants and who, while enjoying hard trips themselves, will for the sake of prospectives resort to any subterfuge to shorten and soften all walks on which they are engaged. | ||
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+ | It would soon, therefore, that the Club will be best propagated by a friendly attitude to new members and a diverse Walks Programme so that all may find somewhere a trip to their liking. | ||
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