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-RECENT ARRIVALS.
+===== Recent Arrivals. =====
-On 31st January - a daughter to Grace and GeoffMgg. (This now mnkes one -  Of each)
-On 2nd February - a son to Margaret and Garth Coulter. (Oaso now one of each
+On 31st January - a daughter to Grace and Geoff Wagg. (This now mnkes one of each)
-Ina Neekes became Mrs. C. McPherson during January.
-HeleriBarrett-(embership Secretary) and George Gray (Treasurer)were married on 3rd February. The toasts, in true S.B.W. style, were short, vitt?. and to the point (Paddy proposed the main toast). Overseas telegrams were received from the Rigby's (Canada) and from Bob Duncan (Boulder U.S.k.) There was the usual difficulty in recognising one's friend's clad in umccustomed finery.
+On 2nd February - a son to Margaret and Garth Coulter. (also now one of each).
-The 1962 Social Prormamme started well with Talks by Paul Driver ("Crverseas ) John Freeland ('Ants) and Mr. Casperson ( C.J. Dennis.")
-One of the most useful pieces of information from John Freeland was that bull-ants aren't likely to sting if you stand still and pretent to be a tree. This has been tried by a certain lady ;_).B.4 with complete success. Nevertheless
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-we don't accept responsibility for other experimenters who may not be successful.
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+Ina Weekes became Mrs. C. McPherson during January.
-AlIGHT ASCENT OF LE MONT DU PONT UPPER RIDGE ROUTE
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+Helen Barrett (Membership Secretary) and George Gray (Treasurer) were married on 3rd February. The toasts, in true S.B.W. style, were short, witty and to the point (Paddy proposed the main toast). Overseas telegrams were received from the Rigby's (Canada) and from Bob Duncan (Boulder U.S.A.) There was the usual difficulty in recognising one's friend's clad in unaccustomed finery.
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+The 1962 Social Prormamme started well with Talks by Paul Driver ("Overseas"), John Freeland ("Ants") and Mr. Casperson ("C.J. Dennis.")
+One of the most useful pieces of information from John Freeland was that bull-ants aren't likely to sting if you stand still and pretend to be a tree. This has been tried by a certain lady S.B.W. with complete success. Nevertheless we don't accept responsibility for other experimenters who may not be successful.
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+===== A Night Ascent Of Le Mont Du Pont Upper Ridge Route. =====
 By The Brothers Boltschudt.
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-(Editor's Note: Most of our readers will have read of the Schfrid Brothers, Who climbed, amongst other things, the North Face of the Matterhorn. Recently we discovered a yellowing manuscript, its blue ink blackened with age; It claims to be the writing of the Brothers Boltschudt, mho, we suPpose are famous European climbers, and it describes a perilous Alpine ascent. 'ghat a tale of Adventure! What a battle against insupperable odds!)
+(Editor's Note: Most of our readers will have read of the Schmid Brothers, who climbed, amongst other things, the North Face of the Matterhorn. Recently we discovered a yellowing manuscript, its blue ink blackened with age. It claims to be the writing of the Brothers Boltschudt, who, we suppose are famous European climbers, and it describes a perilous Alpine ascent. What a tale of Adventure! What a battle against insupperable odds!)
-Foreward: The Mont du Pont is an eternally frozen mountain of black ice rising straight from sea level. There are two ridge routes - the upper and -6h-.e lover. In order to gain access to the upper route, two huge ovetheoging ice seracs must be by-passed. cciting verticalchimney climbs are possible between these above two routes. The lower regions between North and 'Jouth ends of the mountain are continually raked by fast-travelling-horizontal missiles in the Chute. These missiles are all lethal. Gendnrmes can present a serious problem to newcomers who approach it via the terraces.
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+__Foreward__: The Mont du Pont is an eternally frozen mountain of black ice rising straight from sea level. There are two ridge routes - the upper and the lower. In order to gain access to the upper route, two huge overhanging ice seracs must be by-passed. Exciting vertical chimney climbs are possible between these above two routes. The lower regions between North and South ends of the mountain are continually raked by fast-travelling horizontal missiles in the Chute. These missiles are all lethal. Gendarmes can present a serious problem to newcomers who approach it via the terraces.
-- chill wird blew as we The Brothers Boltschudt, clad in the guise of normal people, hurried along the route to the terrace. Here we found ample supplies of quick-setting concrete. Being of uncontaminated principles, we decided unanimously against the use of concrete steps as an artificial climbing aid, our honour and.2ood name was at stakes Our plan was simple.
-Once on the terrace, we would hurry past the Southern Pillars and between volleys of fast-travelling horizontal missiles, we would leap up onto the ramp, pendulum above the overhang, and Luickly gain a safe height.
+A chill wind blew as we The Brothers Boltschudt, clad in the guise of normal people, hurried along the route to the terrace. Here we found ample supplies of quick-setting concrete. Being of uncontaminated principles, we decided unanimously against the use of concrete steps as an artificial climbing aid; our honour and good name was at stake! Our plan was simple. Once on the terrace, we would hurry past the Southern Pillars and between volleys of fast-travelling horizontal missiles, we would leap up onto the ramp, pendulum above the overhang, and quickly gain a safe height.
-This movement went off without a hitch. Although at any moment we expected to face the unpleasant situation of negotiating a gendarme or an alternative swift retreat. This latter obstacle was our main 'contern. Its appearance would meanabandoning the Summit Attempt. Self preservation was top priority - as on all importrint expeditions; On Vic ramp our movements becr,me sure and steddy one false step meant death or worse. There could not - there would
-not be a second attempt:
+This movement went off without a hitch. Although at any moment we expected to face the unpleasant situation of negotiating a gendarme or an alternative swift retreat. This latter obstacle was our main contern. Its appearance would mean abandoning the Summit Attempt. Self preservation was top priority - as on all importrint expeditions! On the ramp our movements became sure and steady - one false step meant death or worse. There could not - there would not be a second attempt!
-qe did a delicate traverse to the other side of the ramp and commenced the vertical ascent to the 'flat-iron'. We had gained the top of the ridge. Here, the cold was unbearable. Our ice-picks were useless on this wicked-looking ite.. CarefUlly we picked our way along the ridge - one fr-llse step mould plunge us to the watery deptha below. At last we stood on the top of the upper ridge. Success was almost ours al that remained was the overhanging pinnacle.
-I gazed down at my frozen fingers. Was it worth the sacrifice of these: I gritted my teeth, mortally fighting the cold. With a swift decisive movement
+We did a delicate traverse to the other side of the ramp and commenced the vertical ascent to the 'flat-iron'. We had gained the top of the ridge. Here, the cold was unbearable. Our ice-picks were useless on this wicked-looking ice. Carefully we picked our way along the ridge - one false step would plunge us to the watery depths below. At last we stood on the top of the upper ridge. Success was almost ours! All that remained was the overhanging pinnacle.
-I swallowed another P.K. and advanced. Ny companion anxiously matched as I made my may ever the overhang. One finger, then two slowly made a grip on the needle-
-like holds. Then a slip: Momentarily I dangled over space, but the jolt caught my trusty pair of "Police 8cFiremansm and on the rebound I was catapulted to
+I gazed down at my frozen fingers. Was it worth the sacrifice of these! I gritted my teeth, mortally fighting the cold. With a swift decisive movement I swallowed another P.K. and advanced. My companion anxiously watched as I made my may over the overhang. One finger, then two slowly made a grip on the needle-like holds. Then a slip! Momentarily I dangled over space, but the jolt caught my trusty pair of "Police & Firemans" and on the rebound I was catapulted to the top of the pinnacle. The traditional summit photograph was taken and my cup of joy flowed over as I gazed down upon the lights of the little village far below.
-the top of the pinnacle. The traditional summit photograph -Jas taken and my cup
-of joy flowed over as I gazed down upon the lights of the little village far
+We were not to be daunted by the terms  "extremists" or "miserble gymnasts" - our thoughts turned then to men like Harrer, Aufschnaiter. They, too had known similar moments. Suddenly my mind cleared as I gazed with pity at my dear companion. My own hands were living once more, but he was deliriously beating his fingers endeavouring to restore circulation. We had to get down immediately so I forcefully persuaded my companion to begin the descent.
-below.
-e were not to be daunted by the terms  axtremists" or "miserble gymnasts"
+The ramp was attempted in a startling glissade - again our ice picks were of no avail. Near the bottom of the ramp I gazed upwards at one of the vertical pillars of the ridge. Exhilarated, I shot upwards hand over hand - only for practice. My companion stood on the terrace, obviously mentally and physically unbalanced. I retraced by steps - comradeship before solo climbs.... Swinging on the icicles of the overhang on the return I caught my trousers. As I pendulumed upside down suspended by my F.J.'s, I experienced a nasty sensation.
-- our thoughts turned then to men like Harrer, Aufschnaiter. They, too had - known similar moments. suddenly my mind cleared as I gazed with pity at Illy dear companion. 1,1y own hands were living once more, but he was deliriously beating his fingers endeavouring to restore circulation. We had to get down immediately so I forcefully persuaded my companion to begin the descent.
-The ramp was attempted -in a startling glissade - again our ice picks were of no avail. Near the bottom of-thc ramp I gazed upwards at one of the verticbl pillars of the ridge.- Exhilarated, I shot upwrTirds he nd over hand - only for practice. My compa:nion stood on the terrace, obviusly-mentally and physically unbalanced. I retraced by steps --comradeship before sate climbs  - Swinging on the icicles of the overhang on the return I caught my trousers. As I pendulumed upside dawn suspended by my F.J.'s, I experienced a nasty sensation.
+A movement out of the corner of my eye gave me the impression I was swinging straight across to a gendarme. It as only our third valiant member who was holding the precious contents of the rucksacks against gale-face updrafts. "Ah cruel vision, how deceptive thou art in the cloak of night".
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-A movement out of the corner of my eye gave me thu impression I was swinging straight across to a gendarme. It as only our third -riliant member who was holding the precious contents of the rucksacks against gale-face updrafts. "h cruel vision, how deceptive thou art in the cloak of night".
+A quick retreat across the Chute and I had joined my companions. An hour later we were sipping brew in a little known cafe. Intoxicated with success we fixed our steely gaze on the proprietor and thawed our frozen hands on the steaming jugs as we sang "The Mountaineering Song".
-A quick retreat across the Chute and I had joined by companions. An hour later we were sipping brew in a little known cafe. Intoxicated with success've fixed our steely gaze on the proprietor and thawed our frozen hands on the steaming jugs as we sang "The Mountaineering
-A LINK WITH THE APPALACHIAN MOUNTAIN CLUB
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-"Mouldy" Harrison has recently heard from Betty Pryde;, daughter of the late Charles Pryde and well known to many members.
-We belong to the Appalachian Mountain Club, which has head uarters in Boston, but confine our activities to the local chapter in Worcester. It is an extremely active club, although in Worcester we have a goodly nuMber of Old and Bold" Who rather prefer to sit around and eat and reminisce over past excursions than actually get out to climb mountains. We have the wonderfulNitite Mountains, and the Green Mountains, and also the lovely Berkshire Hills within a few hours drive so can have all the rough stuff we wart, as well as the more leisurely trips. The club operates a series of huts, all through the mountains. Some of them are very fancy with hut boys doing fabulous things with cooking, and others are mere lean-to's where one takes coe's own provisions and the lean-to's are merely shelters. But in our mountains they are more or less a necessity as we can have some extremes of weather very suddenly. I don't know if you are familiar with New England, but we think it is the loveliest area of the Of course, the winters are very long and cold, but they are just what the skiers want, and so there are innumerable ski resorts and runs within easy access of everyone. I tried my hand at the skiing, but concluded I had started much too late, and last Christmas I gave my skiis and poles away to a young girl who was longing to learn and hadn't theequipment. Dick used to be an excellent shier - was in an Olympic Team - and he is always being asked-t-belp get the children started on the right track, after they received skiis from Santa Claus, and we have had some hilarious excursion S out on small hills with "la% Heywood" showing about 14 giggling children how to snow-plow. Mrs Heywood goes along-lo,ided dowti wit cookies and hot cocoa and a good time is had by all. The city of '76rceste'r is-'11Lot too exciting but lire have the wonderful advantage of having some lovely countryside round our"edtes, and within 10 minutes drive fro ourhouse we can be out in beautiful pine woods which seem as remote as the northern 1aka6 in Maine.: We spend almost 'every waking minUte outdoors in spring, summer and fall; and hibernate in the winter. We keep the car loaded with picnic equipment, stove, folding chairs, folding tables, eating equipment, etc. and every day finds us out on an expedition, even if it is just for'an hour or two. All I have to do is throw in the food and 'tie can get off. The country side is lovely and it takes the sting off the long winters."
+===== A Link With The Appalachian Mountain Club. ======
+"Mouldy" Harrison has recently heard from Betty Pryde, daughter of the late Charles Pryde and well known to many members.
+"We belong to the Appalachian Mountain Club, which has headquarters in Boston, but confine our activities to the local chapter in Worcester. It is an extremely active club, although in Worcester we have a goodly number of "Old and Bold" who rather prefer to sit around and eat and reminisce over past excursions than actually get out to climb mountains. We have the wonderful White Mountains, and the Green Mountains, and also the lovely Berkshire Hills within a few hours drive so can have all the rough stuff we want, as well as the more leisurely trips. The club operates a series of huts, all through the mountains. Some of them are very fancy with hut boys doing fabulous things with cooking, and others are mere lean-to's where one takes one's own provisions and the lean-to's are merely shelters. But in our mountains they are more or less a necessity as we can have some extremes of weather very suddenly. I don't know if you are familiar with New England, but we think it is the loveliest area of the U.S.A. Of course, the winters are very long and cold, but they are just what the skiers want, and so there are innumerable ski resorts and runs within easy access of everyone. I tried my hand at the skiing, but concluded I had started much too late, and last Christmas I gave my skiis and poles away to a young girl who was longing to learn and hadn't the equipment. Dick used to be an excellent skier - was in an Olympic Team - and he is always being asked to help get the children started on the right track, after they received skiis from Santa Claus, and we have had some hilarious excursions out on small hills with "Mr. Heywood" showing about 14 giggling children how to snow-plow. Mrs Heywood goes along loaded down with cookies and hot cocoa and a good time is had by all. The city of Worcester is not too exciting but we have the wonderful advantage of having some lovely countryside round our edges, and within 10 minutes drive from our house we can be out in beautiful pine woods which seem as remote as the northern 1akes in Maine. We spend almost every waking minute outdoors in spring, summer and fall, and hibernate in the winter. We keep the car loaded with picnic equipment, stove, folding chairs, folding tables, eating equipment, etc. and every day finds us out on an expedition, even if it is just for an hour or two. All I have to do is throw in the food and we can get off. The country side is lovely and it takes the sting off the long winters."
 Betty's address is - 30 Saxon Road, Worcester 2, Massachusetts. U.S.A.
-U.
-TRIBUTE TO "DORTIO:E"
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+===== Tribute To "Dormie". =====
 (Contributed)
-With the sudden death of Allan Hardie on 10th January 1962, the Club lost one of its most colourful members. He had a mind of his own and usually spoke it. His affectionate nickmme, Tormiet, referred to the numerous miscellaneous items he was wont to carry in his pack until it resembled a construction kit of Dorman Long and Co. Ltd, the builders of the bydney Harbour bridge. He was Treasurer Of the Club for a number of years and kept our accounts in meticulous order and our expenditure within bounds.
-At the memorial service conducted at St. Stephen's Church, Maccuarie St.,- the officiating clergyman paid tribute to his membership of bt. Stephen's Choir, the Armed Forces between 1939-1945 and subsecuently, with the Ater Board R.S.L., and his work for the bushwalidng movment. The service concluded with a moving Scottish lament played, in the absence of a set of bagpipes, on the organ.
+With the sudden death of Allan Hardie on 10th January 1962, the Club lost one of its most colourful members. He had a mind of his own and usually spoke it. His affectionate nickmme, 'Dormie', referred to the numerous miscellaneous items he was wont to carry in his pack until it resembled a construction kit of Dorman Long and Co. Ltd, the builders of the Sydney Harbour bridge. He was Treasurer of the Club for a number of years and kept our accounts in meticulous order and our expenditure within bounds.
-" Taro"
-"I like Allan" said Taro, after their first meeting tens of years ago, and not since then has that liking lessened. The 'Dormief title was still to come. Like Laz. Pura he was the solitary type - I too have a leaning that way -
+At the memorial service conducted at St. Stephen's Church, Maccuarie St., the officiating clergyman paid tribute to his membership of St. Stephen's Choir, the Armed Forces between 1939-1945 and subsequently, with the Water Board R.S.L., and his work for the bushwalking movment. The service concluded with a moving Scottish lament played, in the absence of a set of bagpipes, on the organ.
-we got on very well.
-His conversation - never frivolous - embraced a wide range of topics; he
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-certainly read other stuff than newsprint. His travel talk, with me, was always
+"Taro"
-entertaining, more so than in the club shows, and in all the years we mixed, I
-cannot recall one word Of malice or personal criticism. He always seemed to have something more interesting to say, and never, or never, a muddy joke.
+"I like Allan" said Taro, after their first meeting tens of years ago, and not since then has that liking lessened. The 'Dormie' title was still to come. Like Laz. Pura he was the solitary type - I too have a leaning that way - we got on very well.
-One incident gives a very clear picture of the real Dormie, that not-too many know.. Often, with a few days in prospect he mould carry his pack to the
-office, and go from there to the train. A few nonwalking nuts on the staff,
+His conversation - never frivolous - embraced a wide range of topics; he certainly read other stuff than newsprint. His travel talk, with me, was always entertaining, more so than in the club shows, and in all the years we mixed, I cannot recall one word of malice or personal criticism. He always seemed to have something more interesting to say, and never, or never, a muddy joke.
-slipped into his pack some pounds of lead paper weights and how they watched the tug it took to lift the pack: However, Damie battled on to the train and with plenty time in hand, decided to see why the pack seemed overweight. He found the lead - and even a grin , rind did he toss it out of tile wind-w? NO,
-his inborn scottish integrity forbade such a deed. He got off at Berry and
+One incident gives a very clear picture of the real Dormie, that not too many know. Often, with a few days in prospect he sould carry his pack to the office, and go from there to the train. A few non-walking nuts on the staff, slipped into his pack some pounds of lead paper weights and how they watched the tug it took to lift the pack! However, Dormie battled on to the train and with plenty time in hand, decided to see why the pack seemed overweight. He found the lead - and even a grin, and did he toss it out of the window? NO, his inborn scottish integrity forbade such a deed. He got off at Berry and first job was to mail it back to the rightful owners - the M.W. & S. Board. Dormie was ever a man of valour and acquainted with loads.
-first job was to mil it back to the rightful owners - the 1)1.,:. 8c,S, Board. Dormie was ever -a man of valour and acquainted with loads.
-, Anyone wanting a good word picture of him should read the yarn below, from our magazine of 1.10.32; an account of some trouble on the Grose. And trouble it was for Dormie, but obsrve the nice Shapely style of writing; the easy philosophy is something to remember.
+Anyone wanting a good word picture of him should read the yarn below, from our magazine of 1.10.32; an account of some trouble on the Grose. And trouble it was for Dormie, but observe the nice shapely style of writing; the easy philosophy is something to remember.
-nd how many know he played the leading part in the creation of'the Coronation Vista. On the Pacific Highway, many weeks went into the collection of signatures which had Such a happy and enduring result. Let all who pull in for this truly grand view, remember our own Dormie was responsible for it.
-Yes, I shall miss Darmie.
+And how many know he played the leading part in the creation of the Coronation Vista. On the Pacific Highway, many weeks went into the collection of signatures which had such a happy and enduring result. Let all who pull in for this truly grand view, remember our own Dormie was responsible for it.
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+Yes, I shall miss Dormie.
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 A MIDWINTER NIGHT WITH A VET PACK,  by "DORMAN LONG".
 %hen Robert Louis Stevenson set about the composition of his essay on