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 |**BUS.MGR.**| Bill Burke, Coral Tree Drive, Carlingford |
 |**TYPIST**| Christa Younger, 71 Yarran Rd, Oatley.|
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 The following week-end Bob Younger's 15 pilgrims over Mt. Solitary finished in a wind blown snow storm, and refuged in Wentworth Falls Railway Station to recover. It was rather milder for David Cotton's day walk amongst the bees and wild flowers at Darke's Forest: on the same day eleven people on David Ingram's day walk over Scouter's Mt. found it "nice and scratchy", again with good wild flowers.
-Pat Harrison reported that a party of 15 went out on his Nullo Mt Pomany trip: they were unable to get down into Wedden Valley but a pleasant trip was had. John Holly's St. Helena party of I9 including 11 prospectives) passed through some areas severely burned out last summer, but found St. Helena itself unscathed.
+Pat Harrison reported that a party of 15 went out on his Nullo Mt Pomany trip: they were unable to get down into Wedden Valley but a pleasant trip was had. John Holly's St. Helena party of 19 including 11 prospectives) passed through some areas severely burned out last summer, but found St. Helena itself unscathed.
-Mike Short took over Barry Wa11ace's Nattai River trip and reported numerous snakes. The area around Starlight's track is recovering well from last year bushfires. Finally David Ingram topped the poll with 42 people on his Wondabyne walk. They were, he said, very well behaved so no one got astray.
+Mike Short took over Barry Wallace's Nattai River trip and reported numerous snakes. The area around Starlight's track is recovering well from last year bushfires. Finally David Ingram topped the poll with 42 people on his Wondabyne walk. They were, he said, very well behaved so no one got astray.
 Wilf Hilder, on Federation matters, said a Committee had been set up to consider Reunion sites. Suggestions were invited, and information of suitable sites would he made known to member Clubs. The price of military maps had risen to 75c a copy. Owing to a burning coal seam nearby, the pass on Black Billy's Head in the Narrow Neck Megalong area, was rather obscure at present.
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 The time was 8.55, no one had anything to add, and we closed down.
 ====== Taro ======
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+And so we must leave it at that. I feel, as no doubt many other people do, that although Taros's bodily presence is not with us, the spirit of the man will always remain and that he will always be trudging along with us with his Taro-made pack on his back, so constructed you will remember to have easy access to his watch, paper and pencil and for quick use, if necessary of his snake bite outfit. Let us ever be reminded that one of Taro's calibre cannot really depart from us and I conclude by repeating part of my tribute to him in the SBW Magazine : "It is not a case of Farewell Taro but walk on Taro and may the track become ever easier".
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+Would any walker who is willing to donate back copies of the Sydney Bushwalker or who knows of a supply please contact Phil Butt or Joan Rigby. They will be forwarded to interested libraries such as the National Library in Canberra.
-:Oniac	utt'()693155 (E))	Man .Th_gy (39274.1 (E)) hee will IDe f6pwardod to intorested-1Yoraries such as the 1-ationa1, Library Cjanberra.
-Any person interested in selling two H Frame packs please contact Bruce McGrath, Dept of Chemistry, University of Sydney or ring 6608741.	.	.
+Any person interested in selling two H Frame packs please contact Bruce McGrath, Dept of Chemistry, University of Sydney or ring 6608741.
 ====== Now Fades the Last Steak of Snow ======
-Don Mathews. Illuminated by Helen Gray,
+Don Mathews. Illuminated by Helen Gray.
-There is an entry, in the logbook of Mawson's summing up the bulk of a season which, though snow fell early and late was on the whole, pretty dismal. The entry claimed a rocord for skiing from Kiandra, ON GRASS, and was dated mid,-August.
+There is an entry, in the logbook of Mawson's summing up the bulk of a season which, though snow fell early and late was on the whole, pretty dismal. The entry claimed a record for skiing from Kiandra, ON GRASS, and was dated mid-August.
-I had given up all hope of a spring teuz for this year After that perfect day on Jagunal in September la-it year T. could har/ly expect another so soon. Early in August George Cray, Phil Hall and. Griff the Gra toured in the Valentine Area but 'bad weather prevented a climb of Jagurcilana they wore full of enthusiasm for another trip if the snow was any good. . The mid-:optom-cer falls seemed to fix that aspect but one by one George's starters out until he was loft with two last minute sGalwartsz/Rigby and myself.
+I had given up all hope of a spring tour for this year. After that perfect day on Jagungal in September last year I could hardly expect another so soon. Early in August George Gray, Phil Hall and Griff the Grub toured in the Valentine Area but bad weather prevented a climb of Jagungal and they were full of enthusiasm for another trip if the snow was any good.  The mid-September falls seemed to fix that aspect but one by one George's starters out until he was left with two last minute stalwarts, Rigby and myself.
 After snatching a few hours sleep at Berridale we stopped at Sawpit Creek for breakfast and soon the ground was covered, with three lots of gear and food and waxes, Then the comedy routine began. Look atim, lookatim, cried George as excited as I have ever soon him, pointing at me. Where's his food.
-Admittedly I hadn't brought the dehydrated garbage that George had requested_ but I had a large hunk of home-cooked oornbeef instead and I'd taken the precaution to weigh my comestibles in case of the usual accusation that "he has hardly any food". There wore seven pounds, all very nourishing. Ample.
+Admittedly I hadn't brought the dehydrated garbage that George had requested but I had a large hunk of home-cooked corn beef instead and I'd taken the precaution to weigh my comestibles in case of the usual accusation that "he has hardly any food". There eore seven pounds, all very nourishing. Ample.
-Te polished off Digby's fresh eggs because George had a tin of powdered stuff which was the equivalent of umpteen dozen fresh ones, and used all my porridge, and this, of course worried Geo. rge even more. I suppose we could have been snowed in for a week but this was unlikely. Finally we convinced him that we were carrying equal weights,akad that we had enough for any contingency,
+We polished off Digby's fresh eggs because George had a tin of powdered stuff which was the equivalent of umpteen dozen fresh ones, and used all my porridge, and this, of course worried George even more. I suppose we could have been snowed in for a week but this was unlikely. Finally we convinced him that we were carrying equal weights, and that we had enough for any contingency,
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+Then the wax business started. I was taking only two wazos, The others looked askance, They were after subtle shades of perfection in their waxing and were not to be put off. I saw the Klisterwax go in and with a sigh of relief put my own back in the car. As it was, I only used one of my two but it was was nice to know the others were available if needed.
--	the car. As it was I only used one of my two, but it
-Then the wax business started. I was talc-
+After all this we were late leaving Munyang the prospect of the twelve miles to Mawsons, mostly uphill
-/ ing only two wazos, The others looked askance,
+was not particularly inviting. We crossed the bridge and walked up the road towards the flume, At about 5000' we were able to put skis on. Digby had the right combination of wax and energy and disappeared up the hill at a great rate, then after a few hundred vertical feet we reached the flume terrace. This runs, nominally downhill to within half a mile of White's but with soft snow and many undulations was just a plod.
-T4by were after subtle shades of perfection in their
-'axing and were not to be put off. I saw the Klisterwax go in and with a sigh of relief put my own back in
+It was nearly three by the time we reached White's on a cloudless and very hot afternoon. The temptation to stay overnight and spend the afternoon scooting around without Packs was almost irresistible, but somehow we conned each other into pressing on. At the Schlink Hilton, the SMA hut, about a mile north of Schlink Pass, we turned right and climbed through the short gum tree grove into the wide gently sloping valley that runs parallel to the Kerries, west of the main ridge. We call it Two Mile Creek for some reason or other, though it is nearer to three miles, possibly because it conjures up a hopeful picture of a two (or three) mile skate on the return trip. Usually, of course, the snow is soft and the skate
--"I was nice to know the others were available if needed.
-After all this vie were late leaving Munyang the prospect of the twelve miles to Mawsons, mostly
-was not particularly inviting. We crossed the bridge and walked up the road towards the flume, At about 5000' we were able to put skis on. Digby had the right combination of wax and energy and disa.Ppearad up the hill at a great rate, then after a fey hundred vertical feet we -.reached the flume terrace. This runs, nominally, downhil]. 'Gt..: within half a mile of White's but with soft snow and many undulations was just a plod.
-It was nearly three by the time we reached White's, ona cloudless and very hot afternoon. The temptation to stay overnight and spend the afternoon scooting around without Packs was almost irresistible, but somehow we conned each other into pressing on. At the Schlink Hilton, the SMA hut, about a mile north of Schlink Pass, we turned right and climbed through the short gam tree grove into the wide gently sloping valley that runs parallel tore Kerries, west of the main ridge. Vio call it Two Mile Crook
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-three miles, possibly because it conjures up \	N, a hopeful picture of a two (or three) mile
-skate on the return trip. Usually, of course, the snow is soft and the skate
 becomes a gentle glide, which is none the less pleasant.
-By now the Violet Klister was well, and to ease my fatigue, I s photographs. Digby, fortunately, so the slog was endurablo. Then,working
-toped frequently for
-needed an occasional cigarette
-at last, over the horizon, peeped
-the reluctant lion. Out came my camera. u7hat",sai:1 George, "You've got about thirty views of Jagungal at home alread. That didn't Matter, This was now. There was the scone, and the moment, not just the mountain had to be captured on film. The shutter gave a satisfying thunk. I nicked up my pack with a groan and we slid down the Hawson Maze, a tangle of nag-es which is only confusing until you have made your mistakes0 we had made ours on earlier trips, so thore was nothing to do but try -to slow down the s'kis as they accelerated on the hardening snowo
+By now the Violet Klister was well, and to ease my fatigue, I stopped frequently for photographs. Digby, fortunately, needed an occasional cigarette so the slog was endurable. Then,working at last, over the horizon, peeped the reluctant lion. Out came my camera. "What",said George, "You've got about thirty views of Jagungal at home already". That didn't matter, this was now. There was the scene, and the moment, not just the mountain had to be captured on film. The shutter gave a satisfying thunk. I picked up my pack with a groan and we slid down the Mawson Maze, a tangle of ridges which is only confusing until you have made your mistakes. We had made ours on earlier trips, so there was nothing to do but try to slow down the skis as they accelerated on the hardening snow.
-Later that .ovoning, a facetious suggestion that we should to for a moonlight tour was met with oLrtain apathy, but in fact it was light enough and calm enough to have made off for Jagungal and watch the sunrise from its summit. The morning was again clear and calm and we made a very leisurely start. Grass was showing on the northern slope to Valentine, which was mostly wide open and Georg,: headed for some rocks upstream whore ho made a Ir-y crossing I crossed half a mile downstream on tho remnants of a snow bridge and Digby managed it lower down still. - Personal challoni7e9 this TiVOT orossins.
-The natural route to Iagungal arproxfmatos, oz,i4n map, a straight line from the apex of the Big Bend
+Later that evening, a facetious suggestion that we should go for a moonlight tour was met with a certain apathy, but in fact it was light enough and calm enough to have made off for Jagungal and watch the sunrise from its summit. The morning was again clear and calm and we made a very leisurely start. Grass was showing on the northern slope to Valentine, which was mostly wide open and George headed for some rocks upstream where ho made a dry crossing I crossed half a mile downstream on tho remnants of a snow bridge and Digby managed it lower down still. Personal challenge this river crossing.
-on the Valentino to the soutia facing bowl of tho mountain itself, and is a delightful lope along the Valley at about 5,800' o 6,000' with very little effort required.
-flows due south for half a mile. The surface
+The natural route to Jagungal approximates on the map, a straight line from the apex of the Big Bend
-,
+on the Valentino to the south facing bowl of the mountain itself, and is a delightful lope along the Valley at about 5,800' to 6,000' with very little effort required until the final half hour climb. We crossed the Rocky Plains Creek at the point where it flows due south for half a mile. The surface was of matt finish ice just thick enough to ski on. Downstream was a pond about sixty feet across, beyond the jumble of rocks at the far end, the stream dropped and rumbled out of sight. Upstream the narrow ribbon of ice was open here and there at the edges  and the water swished and gurgled quietly. A few more days of sunshine and Preety Plains Creek would be open. Apart from patches of grass on the higher banks of the creek, the route was well covered. We stopped on a rise at the halfway mark and looked back at the steep western slopes of the Main Range, a narrow bead of creamy tinge which contrasted with the ultra whiteness of the rest of the snow.
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-until the final half hour climb. We crossed the Rocky Plains Creek at the point whore it
-was of mattfinish ice ju4'; thick enough to ski
+The summit of Jagungal was remarkably calm and we were able to sit there in comfort and soak up the panorama. To the south, the area around Grey Mare hut, at about 5200',looked rather bare, but the Grey Mare Range was well covered and I wished that we had an extra day to explore its length and to see, close up,the Geehi Gorge and the western slopes.
-Downstream was a pond about sixty feet N
-'across, beyond the jumble of rocks at the far
-,
-e ....0 the stream dropped and rumbled out of	\ si, tt. Upstream the narrow ribbon of ice was N.,-0,077th,
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-A) .t?',re and there at the c ,es and the water	;	'''". ..7,7 -''Ote& aid gurcd quietly. A fE.m more days of
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-sunshine and Preety Plains/Creek would co openjlpart from patches of grass on the higher banks of the crock,. the route was well Covered. We stopped on
-a riSe at the halfway mark and looked back at the steep western slopes of the Main Range, a narrow 1).3c1 of creamy tinge which contrasted with the ultra,whiteness of the Test of the snow.
-The summit of Jagungal was remarkably calm and we were able to sit there in comfort and soak up the panorama. To the south,the area around Grey Mare hut, at about 5200', looked
+There was instead the immediate pleasure of the descent of the and bowl. George headed for the knob to the south west of the trig, and we thought for a moment that he was going to take it straight, but he changed his mind when he saw the bottomless pit beneath him and joined Digby and I in traversing to the limit to get the most cut of the run. The snow was soft and turning, at times, a little uncertain. At one stage we marvelled at George's novel technique of skiing on his stomach with the soles of his skis warming in the sun and at the same time clearing his beard as it bulldozed through the snow, but as George explained, he discovered it quite by accident and isn't sure that he could do it again. Back at Valentine Digby's crossing was still intact but George and I spurned it and chose to wade the river about one mile further up. The thaw was really on.
-rather bare, but the Grey Mare Range was well covered and I wished that we had an extra day to
-. explore its length and to see, close up, the Goehi Gorge and the western slopes.
-There was instead the immediate pleasure of the descent of the and bowl. George headed for the knob to the south west of the trig, and we thought for a moment that he was going to take it straight, but he changed his mind when he saw the bottomless pit beneath him and joined Digby and I in traversing to the limit to get the most cut of the run. The snow was soft and turning, at times, a little uncertain. At one stage we marvelled at George's novel technique of skiing on his stomach with the soles
-of his skis warming in the sun and at the same time clearing his beard as it bulldozed through the snow, but as George explained, he discovered it quite by accident and isn't sure that he could do it again. Back at Valentino Digby's crossing was still intact but George and I spurned it and chose to wade the river about one mile further up. The thaw was really on.
-rie sat in the hut in the mid afternoon slurping billy after billy of tea prior to wood gathering and ski-fixing, with a satisfying feeling of accomplishment. Now it could rain or blow or snow and we wouldn't mind. It didn't. The moon shone again, and at intervals we'd wander out -Ind gaze at the ghostly glory of the slopes and then creep back inside to warm up Again. .
-The next morning there was a smoke haze in the air, and later
+We sat in the hut in the mid afternoon slurping billy after billy of tea prior to wood gathering and ski-fixing, with a satisfying feeling of accomplishment. Now it could rain or blow or snow and we wouldn't mind. It didn't. The moon shone again, and at intervals we'd wander out and gaze at the ghostly glory of the slopes and then creep back inside to warm up again.
-a brisk wind blowing clouds over to shield our sunburnt noses. It
-would have been a blustery day en the slopes, but our valley was sheltered and still very hot. Sure enough the snow en Two (or Three) mile Crook was soft and we slid gently down. rear White's the soft
-snow was interspersed with hard patches where trees overhung the road formation. The acceleration on these was remarkable to behold, as was the sudden jerk with which we ploughed into the soft stuff again.
-non& the flume we plodded on and shortly after the start of the downhill the snow became very patchy. 77e, persevered for a while but the scrape of rock on skis became too much to stand. The grass and rocks won out and it was all over,
+The next morning there was a smoke haze in the air, and later a brisk wind blowing clouds over to shield our sunburnt noses. It would have been a blustery day on the slopes, but our valley was sheltered and still very hot. Sure enough the snow on Two (or Three) mile Crook was soft and we slid gently down. Near White's the soft snow was interspersed with hard patches where trees overhung the road formation. The acceleration on these was remarkable to behold, as was the sudden jerk with which we ploughed into the soft stuff again. From the flume we plodded on and shortly after the start of the downhill the snow became very patchy. We, persevered for a while but the scrape of rock on skis became too much to stand. The grass and rocks won out and it was all over.
 ====== Once Upon a Time ======