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 - David Ingram.
-NOVEMBER 27 Waterfall - bus to Governor Game Lookout - Era Beach - Gene - bus to Waterfall. 3 miles. 8.20 train from Central Electric Station to SUTHERLAND. Change for rail motor to Waterfall.: 9.20 a m, bus from Waterfall - Govinor Game Lookout.'
+**November 27** Waterfall- bus to Governor Game Lookout - Era Beach - Garie - bus to Waterfall. 3 miles. 8.20 train from Central Electric Station to Sutherland. Change for rail motor to Waterfall.: 9.20 a m, bus from Waterfall - Governor Game Lookout. Tickets - Waterfall Return at about 6/-, plus 4/6d. return bus fares.
- Tickets - Waterfall Return at aboUt 6/-, plus 4/6d. return bus fares.
+This walk is designed to link up With Dick Child's midday Saturday walk to Era Beach. Surfing if the weather is suitable.
-Thiswalk is designed to link up With Dick Child's midday Saturday walk to Era Beach. Surfing if the weather is suitable.
-pEcHumi KIDDIES' CHRISTMAS PARTY will be held at the same spot as last Tear, on the clearing about a mile from Waterfall Station just off the Lady Carrington Drive and just before reaching the first
+**December 5** Kids Christmas Party will be held at the same spot as last year, on the clearing about a mile from Waterfall Station just off the Lady Carrington Drive and just before reaching the first
- waterfall.
+waterfall. A good road right to the spot if travelling, by car. 8.20 a m. train
-A good road right to the spot if travelling, by car.
+Central Electric Station to Sutherland, 9.20 a m. train
-.20 a m. train)
+where change for rail motor to Waterfall. These trains usually connect with the Garie Beach bus which passes the site. A good opportunity for the kids and parents to get together. For further details ring Clem Hallstrom at LB6495.
-Central Electric Station to Sutherland
-.20 a m. train)
+**December 11** The Rudolph Cup. The Nepean River at Wallacia will be the spot this year. The handsome trophy will be competed for in rowing boats. As the programme says, the type of walk will be met - take your swimming costume. See David ("Snow") Brown about transport arrangements.
-where change for rail motor to Waterfall. These trains usually
-conma2t with the Gazie Beach bus which passes the site.
+=====Walking?=====
-A good opportunity-for the kids and parents to get together. For further details ring Clem Hallstrom at LB6495.
-DECEMBER 11 THE RUDOLPH CUP. The Nepean River at Wallacia will be the spot this year. The handsome trophy will be competed for in rowing
-boats. As the programme says, the type of walk will be met -
-take your swimming costume. See David ("Snow") Brown about transport arrangements.
-WALKII.G?
 - Eric Adcock.
-I feel that there is some need for a Nord Of warning to members of the Club Who may feel that they are knowledgable in the ways of the Bush, but not up with the most modern of walking 'trends.. It should be stated here that the comments I am about to make are tardly. in anyway related to my latest trip in the Blue Mbuntains:
-The first is to ascertain -When and where you are going. Simple, you may say- - but beware, Tot mith the gathering of the clan there is sure to be thoughts of better and tougher trips. Before your very eyes and ears the Friday night start for the Caves becomes a Saturday marathon. So you are off; initially a comfortable drive in the car until it is practically dark, and then the walk to the first campsite. Everyone moves off in that quiet dignified manner of a
+I feel that there is some need for a word Of warning to members of the Club Who may feel that they are knowledgable in the ways of the bush, but not up with the most modern of walking trends.. It should be stated here that the comments I am about to make are hardly in anyway related to my latest trip in the Blue Mountains.
-.
-fast downhill skip. Believe it or not there are several advantages to this method of travel.
+The first is to ascertain when and where you are going. Simple, you may say, but beware, for with the gathering of the clan there is sure to be thoughts of better and tougher trips. Before your very eyes and ears the friday night start for the Caves becomes a Saturday marathon. So you are off; initially a comfortable drive in the car until it is practically dark, and then the walk to the first campsite. Everyone moves off in that quiet dignified manner of a fast downhill skip. Believe it or not there are several advantages to this method of travel.
 (a) It loosens up the leg muscles.
 (b) It puts the stomach into a rhythmic rhumba which does wonders for the digestive system and probably accounts for any lack of gregariousness later in the evening.
-(c) It extends the neck muscles, but any gain in height is counteracted by the wear on your feet.
-(d) It prohibits talking and eating and in fact carrying dentures for itb not long before your jaw flaps in time with the pace.
+(c ) It extends the neck muscles, but any gain in height is counteracted by the wear on your feet.
+(d) It prohibits talking and eating and in fact carrying dentures for it is not long before your jaw flaps in time with the pace.
 (e) It is interesting to see this rhythm and beauty in other people.
-It is little -wonder that bushwalkers are treated with considerable amount of doUbt and perhaps respect, far to meet such a pounding herd on a track could be terrifying if not disastrous.
-You Zaven't travelled far before your mind jogs back to the comment by a girl who had lifted your tack earlier and said "Gosh, it's heavy". This of course had been shrugged off by pulling your head in. (fau couldn't lift your shoulders far the weight.) However you skip on, and it isn't until you finally collapse at the only clump of rocks you have seen, Which is the campsite, that you realise the reason for all the extra weight. WhEm one of the party starts to chew his belt because his meat is still residing in Sydney, a normal person might simply pass the salt as he tosses away the less tender parts of his own T-bone, but no one is normal after the last five miles of pounding and resistance is down to a featherpush.
-For those that have any feeling left the evening is about to start. A brew is made, capable of contorting the remnants of the stomach until it sits up and barks, while the conversation takes weird. turns. Topics such as which part of the human is the most tender for eating and recommended cooking times ensure a night of tranquil sleep. Finally you retreat to the sleeping bag watching everyone else, and then you have the brainwave - you'll sleep upside down so that in the event of an attack they will only cut off your feet instead of your head.
-The hours pass and at last the dawn rises. In case you don't feel uncomfortable a cup of tea is produced before you have time to rise. It is p3ea6ant to notice at this stage that you still have a head and both feet. You rise to make breakfast and eat it with the feeling that at least the weather is good. Before the last mouthful has been chewed 26 times you are off again at a slow skip down the track. Stimulation of the digestion is high.
-Miles pass - beautiful bush as free as the air is skipped through, which you see as from a yo-yo. Finally you come to a small patch of cleared land. What
-an ideal spot far a quiet serene :Lunch! And then, up and away. I discovered for the first time that it is essential to have your foot outside the pack before you do up the straps.
-The end of the trip can come quietly and pleasantly, but if you have just skipped some umpteen miles and your car still resides on the top of a 1500 foot climb, that is unlikely. People with pogo sticks for legs ar ancestors that lived on the rocky crags of the mountains can rise above these things, but if you have been lax and not kept up with your daily skipping practice you have had it.
-SOLITARY
+It is little wonder that bushwalkers are treated with considerable amount of doubt and perhaps respect, for to meet such a pounding herd on a track could be terrifying if not disastrous.
+You haven't travelled far before your mind jogs back to the comment by a girl who had lifted your pack earlier and said "Gosh, it's heavy". This of course had been shrugged off by pulling your head in. (You couldn't lift your shoulders for the weight.) However you skip on, and it isn't until you finally collapse at the only clump of rocks you have seen, which is the campsite, that you realise the reason for all the extra weight. When one of the party starts to chew his belt because his meat is still residing in Sydney, a normal person might simply pass the salt as he tosses away the less tender parts of his own T-bone, but no one is normal after the last five miles of pounding and resistance is down to a featherpush.
+For those that have any feeling left the evening is about to start. A brew is made, capable of contorting the remnants of the stomach until it sits up and barks, while the conversation takes weird turns. Topics such as which part of the human is the most tender for eating and recommended cooking times ensure a night of tranquil sleep. Finally you retreat to the sleeping bag watching everyone else, and then you have the brainwave - you'll sleep upside down so that in the event of an attack they will only cut off your feet instead of your head.
+The hours pass and at last the dawn rises. In case you don't feel uncomfortable a cup of tea is produced before you have time to rise. It is pleasant to notice at this stage that you still have a head and both feet. You rise to make breakfast and eat it with the feeling that at least the weather is good. Before the last mouthful has been chewed 26 times you are off again at a slow skip down the track. Stimulation of the digestion is high.
+Miles pass - beautiful bush as free as the air is skipped through, which you see as from a yo-yo. Finally you come to a small patch of cleared land. What an ideal spot far a quiet serene  lunch! And then, up and away. I discovered for the first time that it is essential to have your foot outside the pack before you do up the straps.
+The end of the trip can come quietly and pleasantly, but if you have just skipped some umpteen miles and your car still resides on the top of a 1500 foot climb, that is unlikely. People with pogo sticks for legs and ancestors that lived on the rocky crags of the mountains can rise above these things, but if you have been lax and not kept up with your daily skipping practice you have had it.
+=====Solitary=====
 - Irene Pridham.
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 However, in spite of the huge caravan of goods and chattels we made very good time to the top, went down to the swamp for a drink, then decided to walk through the swamp to save us a ridge. The usually dry swamp was filled with beautiful red goo that came up to knees at times. At any rate out came twenty- two redmen who went down to the Chinaman's Cave for lunch  The lunch time was sweet and short as we were going down the Knife Edge and there were a great number of bods who hadn't done any rock scrambling, therefore the extra time was needed.
-Reg Meakins took some of the Visitors to see the view from the Ruined Castle and they were so tired they missed the last train up the Scenic Railway and had to come up the Golden Stairs. Eventually we all met at the AB Cafe where ale and steaks banished all signs of tiredness. As I was paying my bill some bloke put into my pack a bottle that had been opened, and as the most hurried part of the trip was from the Cafe to the station I found myself running along with someone else's hand in my pack to keep the contents in, but all got for my trouble was a piece of cheese that tasted like Sunlight soap.
+Reg Meakins took some of the Visitors to see the view from the Ruined Castle and they were so tired they missed the last train up the Scenic Railway and had to come up the Golden Stairs. Eventually we all met at the AB Cafe where ale and steaks banished all signs of tiredness. As I was paying my bill some bloke put into my pack a bottle that had been opened, and as the most hurried part of the trip was from the Cafe to the station I found myself running along with someone else's hand in my pack to keep the contents in, but all I got for my trouble was a piece of cheese that tasted like Sunlight soap.
-Cliefden Caves (October 7-8-9).
+**Cliefden Caves (October 7-8-9)**
 Helen Barrett led 10 members to this cave system West of Blayney. Good camping beneath red river gums; exploration of an extensive system of caves.
-Molly Rodgers (October 14-15-16) had three members and two prospectives on the Nattai River trip. Leaders are warned to watch out for a certain prospective of Mature years who eats leader's breakfasts. Sorry we don't know the name. Ask Molly.
+**Molly Rodgers (October 14-15-16)** had three members and two prospectives on the Nattai River trip. Leaders are warned to watch out for a certain prospective of mature years who eats leader's breakfasts. Sorry we don't know the name. Ask Molly.
 The party found Starlight's trail and were able to catch the train by doing the latter part of the walk at a brisk run.
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 Spring arrived at last in England, and as April started the sap rising in the trees so it started peoples' feet itching to be moving around again. May saw a party of Commonwealth wanderers touring southern England in the Devon Cornwell area in changeable weather - one day rejoicing at the Spring sunshine and bursting growth, the next cursing the misty cold rain which wasn't heavy enough to be really worrying but just damp enough to make things unpleasant.
-Returning to London where a series of farewell parties andgoodbyes took place, then off to Harwich en route for the Hook of Holland. The Dutch country-
-side was a mass of colour as the tulips were out in all their glory. Unlike
+Returning to London where a series of farewell parties and goodbyes took place, then off to Harwich en route for the Hook of Holland. The Dutch country-side was a mass of colour as the tulips were out in all their glory. Unlike Australia, Holland has an excess of water and the fields have small drainage canals, some 25 yards apart, cut through them and as the seasonal rain had preceded me, walking became a series of slushy Tasmanian type strides and a broadjump -
-Australia, Holland has an excess of water and the fields have small drainage canals, some 25 yards apart, cut through them and as the seasonal rain had preceded me, walking became a series of slushy Tasmanian type strides and a broadjump -
 slushy- TTS and a BJ etc. etc. etc. - the accepted way of travelling.
-Leaving Holland and Belgium behind I eventually reached Paris at 11 p m. and
-spent the evening walking, not from bar-to-bar as you'd expect (although there were a few visited) but around Paris where the streetsseem to be alive all night long. Ah, Springtime on the Seine, The gy-eful Tower and The Champs EllsysayS -
+Leaving Holland and Belgium behind I eventually reached Paris at 11 pm and
+spent the evening walking, not from bar-to-bar as you'd expect (although there were a few visited) but around Paris where the streets seem to be alive all night long. Ah, Springtime on the Seine, The Eifel Tower and The Champs Ellsysays-
 I must admit this city certainly has something. (Boy, does some unprintable
-material come to mind here!) Seven days were spent wandering about the city, from the wonderful Art Galleries and Churches to the lowdives and markets, then, as arranged in London, met up with a mob of mild Aussies under the Arc de Triumph, then off to sunny Spain - San Sebastian - Madrid with its gory bullfights - Latin lover types and staring people mho, I believe, even outstare we Australians - Italian and French Riviera - Monaco - to Milano in Northern Italy where I bid
+material come to mind here!) Seven days were spent wandering about the city, from the wonderful Art Galleries and Churches to the lowdives and markets, then, as arranged in London, met up with a mob of mild Aussies under the Arc de Triumph, then off to sunny Spain - San Sebastian - Madrid with its gory bullfights - Latin lover types and staring people who, I believe, even outstare we Australians - Italian and French Riviera - Monaco - to Milano in Northern Italy where I bid
-farewell to the party who were heading south to Rome and Naples while I was heading north. After almost three weeks with non-bushwalker types who mart to see "everything" (this seems to be dance floors, palaces, art museums, churches etc.) to sleep While travelling through the picturesque countryside and -wander about for an hour or so then write dozens of letters home telling friends -where they've been. Sill - it's really amazing that young -women who in Australia are respectable (i e. riot bushwalkers) and comfort loving, travel around the other side of the world - rough it and press on with their plans despite sickness, discmfort, inadequate gear and non-cooperative males with a determination that mould rival a marathon runner.
+farewell to the party who were heading south to Rome and Naples while I was heading north. After almost three weeks with non-bushwalker types who want to see "everything" (this seems to be dance floors, palaces, art museums, churches etc.) to sleep while travelling through the picturesque countryside and wander about for an hour or so then write dozens of letters home telling friends where they've been. Sill it's really amazing that young women who in Australia are respectable (i e. riot bushwalkers) and comfort loving, travel around the other side of the world, rough it and press on with their plans despite sickness, discomfort, inadequate gear and non-cooperative males with a determination that mould rival a marathon runner.
-Hired a car in Frieburg in the Black Forest area of Germany and did a much too quick ten day, never to be forgotten, circular tour through Bavaria - Austrian and Italian Alps - Switzerland, returning to Heidleburg. A memorable incident occurred in the Alps while spending a couple of days with a mixture of raggedlooking English and N.Z. students doing some very amateurish climbs. Returning to the road dcwn a not so sheer snow drift which would probably have been nothing to anyone ccrrectly equipped and experienced we stumbled, cursed and slid as a great big American car glided to a stop and a chap dived out with his movie camera at his eye and filmed some thousands of feet of us ploughing down the drift. As we reached the road we were amused to hear him say to his rugged up wife: "Say, honey. I've gct some great shots of these Tyrolean guys to show the folks back home".
+Hired a car in Frieburg in the Black Forest area of Germany and did a much too quick ten day, never to be forgotten, circular tour through Bavaria - Austrian and Italian Alps - Switzerland, returning to Heidleburg. A memorable incident occurred in the Alps while spending a couple of days with a mixture of ragged looking English and N.Z. students doing some very amateurish climbs. Returning to the road down a not so sheer snow drift which would probably have been nothing to anyone correctly equipped and experienced we stumbled, cursed and slid as a great big American car glided to a stop and a chap dived out with his movie camera at his eye and filmed some thousands of feet of us ploughing down the drift. As we reached the road we were amused to hear him say to his rugged up wife: "Say, honey. I've got some great shots of these Tyrolean guys to show the folks back home".
 (To be continued next month).
 **Don't forget the Christmas Party held at North Sydney Council Chambers**