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196910 [2016/04/12 15:38] – [The Evolution of a Unique Psychological Type] kennettj | 196910 [2016/04/23 09:41] (current) – [From the Winborndale to the Turon] kennettj | ||
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The track is obviously a cattle track from the Hunter to the west built up, graded sufficiently obscure for nefarious activities. It skirts Mt Cox, passing impressive balancing sandstone slabs, the foliage only slightly scratchy. Towards Pomany the only water is encountered, | The track is obviously a cattle track from the Hunter to the west built up, graded sufficiently obscure for nefarious activities. It skirts Mt Cox, passing impressive balancing sandstone slabs, the foliage only slightly scratchy. Towards Pomany the only water is encountered, | ||
- | Pat assaults Pomany. Not a difficult task. There is an Alpine flora on top and the aforesaid 6000 square. miles of view. While the rest of us disport ourselves, Pat looks at his map for the thousandth time. There is no ready solace. Beneath the map, in his marsupial holder, there is an aerial photo on which I can't even see the abundant cliffs. Beneath the photo, a last resort, there is a preliminary contour map. The cliffs arc really black on this one. | + | Pat assaults Pomany. Not a difficult task. There is an Alpine flora on top and the aforesaid 6000 square miles of view. While the rest of us disport ourselves, Pat looks at his map for the thousandth time. There is no ready solace. Beneath the map, in his marsupial holder, there is an aerial photo on which I can't even see the abundant cliffs. Beneath the photo, a last resort, there is a preliminary contour map. The cliffs arc really black on this one. |
We all descend the basalt sore: like the men of the Duke of York. Below the basalt there is scratchy foliage and a cliff. We sidle through more scratchifoija to a ridge. And another cliff. We look with more interest than hope over other cliffs and into deeper chasms. Pat is confused. I am not. I know that I will can near the Pomany hut, rise late and retrace my steps along the rides. | We all descend the basalt sore: like the men of the Duke of York. Below the basalt there is scratchy foliage and a cliff. We sidle through more scratchifoija to a ridge. And another cliff. We look with more interest than hope over other cliffs and into deeper chasms. Pat is confused. I am not. I know that I will can near the Pomany hut, rise late and retrace my steps along the rides. | ||
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I pulled my sleeping bag over my head. I had made a separate peace. | I pulled my sleeping bag over my head. I had made a separate peace. | ||
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When Alex Colley suggested a trip from Bathurst to Capertee across the Winborndale Rivulet and the Turon River, I knew that the temptation would. be too great to resist, although at the time I had not give him a definite answer. My army training had been done in the Infantry Battalion near St. Anthony' | When Alex Colley suggested a trip from Bathurst to Capertee across the Winborndale Rivulet and the Turon River, I knew that the temptation would. be too great to resist, although at the time I had not give him a definite answer. My army training had been done in the Infantry Battalion near St. Anthony' | ||
- | Friday night before the Labour Day Weekend saw five of us (Alex, John Scott, Gordon Redmond, Reg Meakins and myself) aboard the 7.00 p.m. train for Lithgow, whence we took a taxi to Napolean | + | Friday night before the Labour Day Weekend saw five of us (Alex, John Scott, Gordon Redmond, Reg Meakins and myself) aboard the 7.00 p.m. train for Lithgow, whence we took a taxi to Napoleon |
Saturday morning was very clear after a crisp night and we were up and on the move by 7.00 am. The countryside was a picture of green, and as Spring comes later up here, the occasional Willow along | Saturday morning was very clear after a crisp night and we were up and on the move by 7.00 am. The countryside was a picture of green, and as Spring comes later up here, the occasional Willow along | ||
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- | The Turon is a great walking river it is just like the best parts of the Cox, There are successive horseshoe bends and the result is that there are the largest flats you ever saw, all the way. You can camp anywhere and you can cross the river practically anywhere. You couldn' | + | The Turon is a great walking river it is just like the best parts of the Cox. There are successive horseshoe bends and the result is that there are the largest flats you ever saw, all the way. You can camp anywhere and you can cross the river practically anywhere. You couldn' |
Our last camp was made at 5 pm and we were up again at 5.30 am next morning (Monday) and on our way by 7.30 am for about 8 miles of beautiful river walking before pulling out on a good ridge which got us back to the Mudgee road about mile from Capertee. | Our last camp was made at 5 pm and we were up again at 5.30 am next morning (Monday) and on our way by 7.30 am for about 8 miles of beautiful river walking before pulling out on a good ridge which got us back to the Mudgee road about mile from Capertee. | ||
- | A brief pause at the hostelry where three indulged fully, one partially indulged, and one completely abstained, than on to the Railway Station where we boiled the billies on the Stationmaster' | + | A brief pause at the hostelry where three indulged fully, one partially indulged, and one completely abstained, than on to the Railway Station where we boiled the billies on the Stationmaster' |
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