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 **Contents**
-At the December General Meeting -
+|At the December General Meeting -  J.Brown |2|
-J.Brown 2.
+|Social Notes for January| 4|
-Social Notes for January 4.
+|L'il Sweetie Nuggetheart (contd) |4|
-L'il Sweetie Nuggetheart (contd) 4.
+|A Summer Mainrange Ski Tour - Wombat |5|
-A Summer Mainrange Ski Tour - Wombat 5.
+|Katoomba to Katoomba Via Wild Dog Mountains - Don Finch |7|
-Katoomba to Katoomba Via Wild Dog Mountains - Don Finch 7.
+|Editorial |8|
-Editorial 8.
+|Summer Do It Yourself Supplement |9|
-Summer Do It Yourself Supplement 9.
+|Tuross River - Ross Wyborn |10|
-Tuross River - Ross Wyborn U.
+|Paddy's |13|
-Paddy's Li. 13.
+|Mountain Equipment Co'. (Ad.) |14|
-Mountain Equipment Co'. (Ad.) 14.
+|L'il Sweetie Nuggetheart (Contd.) |14|
-l'il Sweetie Nuggetheart (Contd.) 14.
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 Wombat
-Snow Brown arranged it all, and last November Ian Wood, Geoff Wagg and Snow Brown arrived at Camden to jump into my buggy and head for the snowfields. Naturally Snow arrived late, and consequently we had reached only a little beyond Canberra by 1 a m. when I decided it was time to pull up and have a snooze. The sleep was blissful, but hours later a weak constitution forced Ian to get up, and in pique he shook everyone else up with him. Dawn had broken, and the light and Ian made it impossible to sleep, so we crawled into the car again and drove on. We reached Jindabyne, the last town, before anything was open, but my car needed petrol and oil, so we hung around and then had breakfast.
+Snow Brown arranged it all, and last November Ian Wood, Geoff Wagg and Snow Brown arrived at Camden to jump into my buggy and head for the snowfields. Naturally Snow arrived late, and consequently we had reached only a little beyond Canberra by 1 a m. when I decided it was time to pull up and have a snooze. The sleep was blissful, but hours later a weak constitution forced Ian to get up, and in pique he shook everyone else up with him. Dawn had broken and the light and Ian made it impossible to sleep, so we crawled into the car again and drove on. We reached Jindabyne, the last town before anything was open, but my car needed petrol and oil, so we hung around and then had breakfast.
-When we reached the foot of the new Chalet Chairlift, on the Alpine
-Way, we juml ed- out and took a look. The bloke said he would start it for us. We were temp-boa; we could go to Albina from the Chalet, and return to Thredbo. But than the car would be in the wrong place, and we decided against it. So we drove on to Thredbo, where they were stil skiing from
-the top to Kareela station. We took the Chairlift, and then climbed on foot to the crest of the Ramshead range.
-From here, Ian wanted to take the beeline route to Albina, v-ta Seaman Hut. But Snow and I overruled him, and a good thing, because going along
+When we reached the foot of the new Chalet Chairlift, on the Alpine Way, we jumped out and took a look. The bloke said he would start it for us. We were tempted; we could go to Albina from the Chalet and return to Thredbo. But than the car would be in the wrong place, and we decided against it. So we drove on to Thredbo, where they were still skiing from the top to Kareela station. We took the Chairlift, and then climbed on foot to the crest of the Ramshead range.
-the Main Divide was far more scenic and really easier, Sc we climbed onto the
-rim of Cootapatamba Basin and skirted to the west of Etheridge to Rawson
+From here, Ian wanted to take the beeline route to Albina, via Seaman Hut. But Snow and I overruled him, and a good thing, because going along the Main Divide was far more scenic and really easier, So we climbed onto the rim of Cootapatamba Basin and skirted to the west of Etheridge to Rawson Pass. Lake Cootapatamba looked fabulous, a blue jewel in a basin of snow, flanked on its western side by an enormous cornice. From Rawson Pass we climbed onto the summit of Kossy and sat down; munched some biscuits and other fodder, and looked at Victoria. From here you can see the whole of the Australian Alps. There are really only three mountains, Kosciusko, Townsend and Tynam; its a small area, and only subalpine, but its mighty better than most people realise.
-Pass. Lake CootapataMba looked fOoulous, a blue jewel in a basin of snow, flanked on its western side by an enormous cornice. From Rawson Pass we
-climbed onto the summit of Kossy and sat down; munched some biscuits and other fodder, and looked at Victoria. From here you can see the whole of the Australian Alps. There are really only three mountains, Kosciusko, Townsend and Tynam; its a small area, and only subalpine, but its mighty --
+From now on it was downhill, so we put on our skis, and zoomed towards Mueller's Peak. On the far side of Mueller's was a big cornice. Ian leapt it easily, Geoff and I had big prangs, and Snow got over without falling and without doing the splits but only just. Then after a short climb we skied down into Lake Albina cirque. What a fabulous site for a hut; looking out across the snow, basin, you can see over the edge of the Main Range Scarp to the Grey Mare Range on the other side of the Geehi River.
-better than most people realise.
-From now on it was downhill, so we put on our skis, and zoomed
+I latched onto Snow's ear and pointed out Olsen's lookout on the Grey Mare, from where we had dropped into the Geehi and climbed the Main Range on the October weekend. But Snow was unimpressed; if he hasn't done a trip himself, he won't believe anyone has.
-towards Mueller's Peak. On the far side of Mueller's was a big cornice. Ian leapt it fasily, Geoff and I had big prangs, and Snow got over without falling and without doing the splits but only just. Then after a short
-climb we skied down into Lake Albina cirque. What a fabulous site for a
+We were all a bit wrecked after the night's driving, so after lunch in the hut we lounged around. I showed Snow and Geoff some incredible pea and thimble and card tricks, but its impossible to raise a glimmer of
-hut; looking out across the snow, basin, you can see over the edge of the Main Range Scarp to the Grey Mare Range on the other side of the Geehi River.
-I latched onto Snow's ear and pointed out Olsen's lookout on the Grey Mare,
-from where we had dropped into the Geehi and climbed the Main Range on the October weekend. But Snow was unimpressed; if he hasn't done a trip himself, he won't believe anyone has.
-We were all a bit wrecked after the night's driving, so after lunch in the hut we lounged around. I showed Snow and. Geoff some incredible pea
-and thimble, and cara tricks, but its impossible to raise a glimmer of
 astonishment, admiration, or curiosity in bovine minds like theirs. They just say "So What?" "I could do it too, if I know how."
-By about 6 o'clock the boredom grew really bad, and Snow and Geoff and I went outside and put on our skis. We decided to ski over Lake Albima to the edge of the cirque, and have a Captain Cook down Lady Northcote's Canyon. It was late, so we couldn't go much further, especially as Ian
+By about 6 o'clock the boredom grew really bad, and Snow and Geoff and I went outside and put on our skis. We decided to ski over Lake Albina to the edge of the cirque, and have a Captain Cook down Lady Northcote's Canyon. It was late, so we couldn't go much further, especially as Ian was already cooking the tea. Lady Northcote's locked fabulous, a great snow chute running down the Western Scarp to the forest below. "I might just go down a little way to see what its like" I said. But once started it was too fabulous to stop, and we ricocheted from side to side of the Canyon down and down to below the junction of Little Austria. It was a long climb out, and by the time we regained the hut Ian had cooked the tea; and had a mighty bowl of soup waiting for us. Over tea, and after, we planned the next days itinery; we were going to do as many of these fabulous western scarp runs as possible; Ian thought we should get up at 3 am to take advantage of first light and hard snow.
-was already cooking the tea. LadyjNorthcotels locked fabulous, a great snow chute running down the Western Scarp to the forest below. "I might just go down a little way to see What its like" I said. But once started it was too fabulous to stop, and we ricocheted from side to side of the Canyon down and down to below the junction of Little Austria. It was a long climb out, and by the time we regained the hut Ian had cooked the tea; and had a mighty bowl of soup waiting for us. Over tea, and after, we planned the next days itinary; we were going to do as many of these fabulous western scarp runs as possible; Ian thought we should get up at 3 a m. to take advantage of first light and hard snow.
-Clearly this was absurd. It was 10 o'clock before we hit the sacks, and no man can survive on five hour's sleep. About midnight a weather change arrived, enveloping the hut in howling wind, drizzle, and cloud. But despite
+Clearly this was absurd. It was 10 o'clock before we hit the sacks, and no man can survive on five hour's sleep. About midnight a weather change arrived, enveloping the hut in howling wind, drizzle, and cloud. But despite this, like a mechanistic zombie, Ian Wood got up and began cooking breakfast at three. I pulled deeper into my sleeping bag in despair. But then I detected. from the conversation, some lack of resolve, even in Ian, and, relief relief, I heard their thick skulls slowly realise that even if it were possible to ski, there would be no frost, and thus no point in getting out before sparrow chirp. They all went back into their fleabags, and the hut was quiet and sane again.
-this, like a mechanistic zombie, Ian Wood got up and began cooking breakfast
-at three. I pulled deeper into my sleeping bag in despair. But then I detected. from the conversation, some lack of resolve, even in Ian, and, relief relief, I heard their thick skulls slowly realise that even if it were possible to ski, there would be no frost, and thus no point in getting out before sparrow chirp. They all went back into their fleabags, and the hut was quiet and sane again.
+I got up about 10 o'clock; it was a miserable day; visibility was zero; you'd be lucky to find the hut again if you skied ten yards. We sat in the hut, and played cards, and read. In the afternoon it cleared a bit, and occasionally we glimpsed the rubbish dump. By 6 o'clock we could occasionally see the other side of the cirque and we went out. We skied to the lip of Lady Northcote's Canyon, but it would have been hairy skiing down in the mist, and was difficult enough in the flat cirque, so we went back to the hut, and had tea. The hut barometer was rising, and R.A.D.'s prediction was that the next and last day, Monday, would be good.
-I got up about 10 o'clock; it was a miserable day; visibility was
-zero; you'd be lucky to find the hut again if you skied ten yards. We sat in the hut, and played cards, and read. In the afternoon it cleared a bit,
-and occasionally we glimpssd the rubbish dump. By 6 o'clock we could occasionally see the other side of the cirque and we went out. We skied to the lip of Lady Northcote's Canyon, but it would have been hairy skiing down in the mist, and was difficult enough in the flat cirque, so we went back to the hut, and had tea. The hut barometer was rising, and R.A.D.'s prediction was that the next and last day, Monday, would be good.
 The next day wasn't good, it was perfect. We had a pre-sparrow-chirp breakfast, and were out on the snow and climbing Townsend at sun-up. The snow was ice-hard, and climbing in ski-boots with skis over our shoulders was a bit slithery, but the view was fabulous. Townsend, Watson's Crags and Tynam glowered white and red in the dawn light, and looked better than anything I've seen since I went to N.Z. From the top of Townsend it looked as if we could have jumped straight dawn to the Geehi Flats, 5,800 feet below, if we'd had parachutes.
-We got on our skis and started down a valley running down and North West towards the Flats. The snow was still like glass; Ian liked it but my legs felt like jelly, especially skidding sidaways across the water runnels on the turns. But we kept running down until we were stopped by thick scrub. Then we took off our skis and began climbing up again. The
-snow was at last softening, and we could kick steps. We were going to
+We got on our skis and started down a valley running down and North West towards the Flats. The snow was still like glass; Ian liked it but my legs felt like jelly, especially skidding sideways across the water tunnels on the turns. But we kept running down until we were stopped by thick scrub. Then we took off our skis and began climbing up again. The snow was at last softening, and we could kick steps. We were going to cut through a saddle to Lake Albina, but we couldn't resist the temptation, and we climbed to the top of Townsend again.
-cut through a saddle to Lake Albin, but we couldn't resist the temptation, and we climbed to the top of Townsend again.
-Now we mounted our skis once more, and zoomed down the East side of Townsend to Lake Albina. What a mighty run. The snarwas like very coarse sugar dry because it was so well drained. We turned left to head down Lady Northcote's Canyon, but a great glop of cloud welled up and stopped us. So we went back to the hut and lunched.
+Now we mounted our skis once more, and zoomed down the East side of Townsend to Lake Albina. What a mighty run. The snow was like very coarse sugar dry because it was so well drained. We turned left to head down Lady Northcote's Canyon, but a great glop of cloud welled up and stopped us. So we went back to the hut and lunched.
-After lunch we headed back to Thredbol mostly on skis. From the top of the Ram's Head we skied down to Kareela station. There the cunning ones, Snow and I, caught the chairlift; down trips are free. The uncunning walked and threw rocks at us as we went past. The rest was a car trip home.
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+After lunch we headed back to Thredbo mostly on skis. From the top of the Ram's Head we skied down to Kareela station. There the cunning ones, Snow and I, caught the chairlift; down trips are free. The uncunning walked and threw rocks at us as we went past. The rest was a car trip home.
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