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-A Walk to Wallabadah	Pat Harrison. Z
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-Target for 12 Years	Jim Brown	6
-Mt. Equipment Ad	10
-Hope Observed	Observer	11
-Joy ReMembered	II	12
-Paddy's Ad	14
-The December General Mooring J. Brown	15
-A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to The Sydney Bushwalkers, Northooto Building, Roiby Place,Circular Quay, Sydney. POSTAL ADDRESS: Box 4476 G.P.O., Sydney 2001.
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+|A Walk to Wallabadah	 |Pat Harrison   |2     |
+|Target for 12 Years	 |Jim Brown	 |6     |
+|Hope Observed	         |Observer	 |11    |
+|Joy Remembered		 |Observer       |12    |
+|December General Meeting|J. Brown	 |15    |
-Editor:	Bill Gillam, 19 Old Bush Road, Engadine 2233
+A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to The Sydney Bushwalkers, Northcote Building, Reiby Place, Circular Quay, Sydney. **Postal address:** Box 4476 G.P.O., Sydney 2001.
-Business Manager: Bill Burke, Coral Tree Drive, Carlingford, 2118
-Typist:	Christa Younger, 71 Yarran Road, Oatley, 2223
-Illustrators: Helen Gray, 209 Malton Road, Epping 2121
-MIMINI10 O.NOMINNI
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+|**Editor         ** |Bill Gillam, 19 Old Bush Road, Engadine 2233  |
+|**Business Manager**|Bill Burke, Coral Tree Drive, Carlingford 2118|
+|**Typist         ** |Christa Younger, 71 Yarran Road, Oatley 2223  |
+|**Illustrators**    |Helen Gray, 209 Malton Road, Epping 2121      |
-The Sydney Bushwalkers, January, 1970.
-A Walk to Wailibadah
+===== The Sydney Bushwalkers =====
+January, 1970.
+==== A Walk to Wallabadah ====
 Pat Harrison
 We all have our share of nostalgic yearnings. I think perhaps I have more than my share of the commodity. The hunger for well remembered places was strong upon me as I conceived the idea of traversing the Liverpool Range, a part of the Great Dividing Range, from Murrurundi to Crawney Mountain and then dropping down into the head-
-waters of Quirindi Creek and thereafter following that creek to Tallabadah and the road to Quirindi. The distance along the range to Quirindi would be about twenty miles then about eleven to Wallabadah and another ten to Quirindi. The general altitude of this section of the Liverpool Range is around 4,000'and the course of the imak would involve climbing 8,000'.
+waters of Quirindi Creek and thereafter following that creek to Wallabadah and the road to Quirindi. The distance along the range to Quirindi would be about twenty miles then about eleven to Wallabadah and another ten to Quirindi. The general altitude of this section of the Liverpool Range is around 4,000'and the course of the imak would involve climbing 8,000'.
 Being neither a complete misanthrope nor yet wholly gregarious I asked Bruce Vote at the coffee shop after a club meeting whether he would come. He didn't say yes nor yet a definite no so that I thought he would not be able to come. It was a very pleasant surprise when I received a telegram at Quirindi on Wednesday May 15, 1963, which read: "Arriving Thursday p.m." He really arrived Wednesday night and slept under the bridge across the Jacob and Joseph Creek because he was reluctant to disturb us late at night. He was duly rebuked.
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 Camp was made immediately in the long grass nearby and by great good fortune we found enough wood for our needs. The mist swirled and boiled around the crest of the range and always seemed about to descend and close in on us. It never did. From our tent during the night we could see the winking lights of cars on the highway near Blandford. Our camp was on one of the headwaters of Neelahans Creek.
-We started at 8.45 on Friday and sidled round the unnamed feature (3894') to the saddle connecting it to Ht. Temi (41119. Mt. Temi is shaped like a groat flathead fish of which our saddle was the start of the tail. The 550' climb from the saddle was simple enough, a narrow rock ridge of basalt chunks with thorn bushes and nettle for stimulation. The crest of Temi is flat and clear. In addition to the far ranging views of the previous day we could now see a very interesting formation, to the north-east,
-in the valley of Warland's Creek. This formation, 7allabadah Rocks, rises straight up from the floor of the valley for 1000' and more
+We started at 8.45 on Friday and sidled round the unnamed feature (3894') to the saddle connecting it to Mt. Temi (41119'). Mt. Temi is shaped like a great flathead fish of which our saddle was the start of the tail. The 550' climb from the saddle was simple enough, a narrow rock ridge of basalt chunks with thorn bushes and nettle for stimulation. The crest of Temi is flat and clear.
-than half of this height is sheer. Wallabadah'Rocks in appearance
-is a split rock very similar in appearance to Belougery Split Rock in the 'Bungles. It has the same reddish colour as Belougery.
+In addition to the far ranging views of the previous day we could now see a very interesting formation, to the north-east, in the valley of Warlands Creek. This formation, Wallabadah Rocks, rises straight up from the floor of the valley for 1000' and more than half of this height is sheer. Wallabadah Rocks in appearance is a split rock very similar in appearance to Belougery Split Rock in the 'Bungles. It has the same reddish colour as Belougery.
 It remained with us as an impressive sight for the rest of the day as we made a half circle around it along the range. There are trees at the base and there appear to be bushes on top.
-There was a steep 850' descent off the northern end of Temi to a broad clear saddle and from the saddle a climb up to another unnamed feature(36909, the southern side of which was dotted with several small tarns. In the swampy ground they appeared as pools among the reeds. We now knew that our main worry, water, had. been unnecessary and this was further confirmed at lunchtime on Lagoon Mountain. (3432') Where there is another of these natural tarns. Directly west of Lagoon Mountain through another 450' saddle was another scenic formation - Loder's Peak (34509 which dropped away very steeply on its southern side.
-The continuous ups and down along this range were soon to end,
-for after making an abrupt change of direction to the east at Lagoon Mountain we dropped down 900t, climbed up the same height to
+There was a steep 850' descent off the northern end of Temi to a broad clear saddle and from the saddle a climb up to another unnamed feature (36909'), the southern side of which was dotted with several small tarns. In the swampy ground they appeared as pools among the reeds. We now knew that our main worry, water, had been unnecessary and this was further confirmed at lunchtime on Lagoon Mountain (3432') where there is another of these natural tarns. Directly west of Lagoon Mountain through another 450' saddle was another scenic formation, Loder's Peak (34509') which dropped away very steeply on its southern side.
-.	The Sydney Bushwalker:,	January 2 '1970
-another unnamed 1)eak took our last look at 7aLabadell Flecks which were now directly south of us at th-ir closest point to our walk, and then headed due norLh down a beautiful lonc ridge to make camp at 4.20 near the headwaters of uiririli Crook and just a:belie its junction with Splitter's Creek. Here nna there on the hillside as we came down this ridge could le sour' ring-barko,2 trees vvhose brow-J1 dead leaves gave an attractive autueinal appearance as they shone golden in the afternoon sun
-Anyone who has walked with only one companion and campea far away in new country will know how satiefying wore tho camps of this night and the previous night In my case I ife,la tho added pleasure, after many years, of being near the SOUTCO of the stream upon whose banks twenty miles downstream I first saw the light of day nearly half a century ago
+The continuous ups and down along this range were soon to end, for after making an abrupt change of direction to the east at Lagoon Mountain we dropped down 900', climbed up the same height to another unnamed peak, took our last look at 7aLabadell Flecks which were now directly south of us at their closest point to our walk, and then headed due north down a beautiful long ridge to make camp at 4.20 near the headwaters of Uiririli Creek and just below its junction with Splitters Creek. Here and there on the hillside as we came down this ridge we could see  ring-barked trees whose brown dead leaves gave an attractive autumnal appearance as they shone golden in the afternoon sun.
-On Saturday morning we set out at 820 with one pack between us and
-took the long ridge on the western side of SPlittO2S C-2,_;0:( (Ref,
-Land l Map Quirieldi :3 1 31680) and completed the 2600' climb to Crawney Mountain (4736) at 1015 arriv-inz tbere. with Bruce's hat filled with mushrooms he had gathered on the way It was unfortunate that above the 4000' level the range was cOV057Qa in a thick mist, blocking the splendid panorama of more than twenty miles to Yunale and Quirinal. From Crav.rney Mount an there are three water-sheds3 one to the north-east and the beautiful Pool River which In turn finds its way to the Naulei one to the southeast to the ocually beautiful Isis River which feeds the Hunter ancl the thLra westwards down the valley of Quirincl_i Creek which winds its ray past oasurinas, green flats and pleasant fams and fruitful roil and on through Tallabadah and Quirindi, around 71'1pda:thought it Hill and across the Breeza Plain to lose itself in the Mock! Rivo
+Anyone who has walked with only one companion and camped far away in new country will know how satisfying were the camps of this night and the previous night. In my case I have had the added pleasure, after many years, of being near the source of the stream upon whose banks twenty miles downstream I first saw the light of day nearly half a century ago.
-We followed the range sodthwards from Craveaey down a 5003 saddle and across a peak, very reeky end. narrow, :ena deconded by the reference 994894 which brought us back to tine blue tent by a complete circle. This is a splendid walk,	the narrow spine of Peak 4686 it was fascinating to see the reLst swf,21ing on the Isis River side while the other side was clear
-Pain had begun to fall as WO reached camp, but by Bruce'e effort we were soon eatin mushrcems fr3ed in buner, There are three or four settlers along this =eel: boteen our eemp and Wallabadah and consequently there is a road of sorts ce. true bush road which did nothing to spoil our day And what better way to prepare for the ten mile road bash frole 17allabadah.to Quirindi than downing a couple of classes in an old country pub while the rain drummed devil outside.
-Bruce and I are both purists - at opposite ends of the spectrum. He doesn't like to walk on roads? I like to walk anywhere end everywh-zre. A mile from 7al1abadah7 tea overdue, a truck .caT:a along and
+On Saturday morning we set out at 820 with one pack between us and took the long ridge on the western side of SPlittO2S C-2,_;0: (Ref, 96090 Land l Map Quirindi: 3 1 31680) and completed the 2600' climb to Crawney Mountain (4736) at 1015, arriving there with Bruce's hat filled with mushrooms he had gathered on the way.  It was unfortunate that above the 4000' level the range was covered in a thick mist, blocking the splendid panorama of more than twenty miles to Yunale and Quirindi. From Crawney Mountain there are three water-sheds one to the north-east and the beautiful Pool River which in turn finds its way to the Naulei, one to the southeast to the ocually beautiful Isis River which feeds the Hunter, and the thLra westwards down the valley of Quirindi Creek which winds its way past casuarinas, green flats and pleasant farms and fruitful soil and on through Tallabadah and Quirindi, around 71' pda: thought it Hill and across the Breeza Plain to lose itself in the Mock! Rivo.
-The Sydney Bushwalker.	January, 197).
-to Bruce's obvious delight would not move unless we were on board.
-Maps? There are excellent ones of the area by the Land g Dept - in a.scale of two inches to the mile; we used the Quirinal "B" and ''D" sheets and one of the joys of the walk was the use of these maps to find our way. A last word. The winter is the best time to walk in these ranges. Snow falls on the high ground and there are hard frosts throughnidwinter.
+We followed the range southwards from Crawney down a 5003' saddle and across a peak, very reeky end, narrow, and descended by the reference 994894 which brought us back to tine blue tent by a complete circle. This is a splendid walk, the narrow spine of Peak 4686 it was fascinating to see the reLst swf, 21ing on the Isis River side while the other side was clear.
-THE AUTUMN WALKS .PROGRAMME  MARCH TO MAY IS
-IN THE MAKING.
-By leading a walk, YOU can make 1970 a vintage year:
+Rain had begun to fall as we reached camp, but by Bruce's effort we were soon eating mushrooms fried in butter. There are three or four settlers along this =eel: boteen our eemp and Wallabadah and consequently there is a road of sorts, a true bush road which did nothing to spoil our day.  And what better way to prepare for the ten mile road bash from Wallabadah to Quirindi than downing a couple of glasses in an old country pub while the rain drummed like the devil outside.
-Rack those winos of discontent, and give your fellow walkers a taste of the 12212222ELLE.
-If unsure about the final choice, contact Dot Noble at 84-4497 (H) or 630-0251 ext 19 (B). Lurking somewhere in her well stocked cellars will be a walk to suit even your discerning palate.
+Bruce and I are both purists - at opposite ends of the spectrum. He doesn't like to walk on roads. I like to walk anywhere and everywhere. A mile from Wallabadah, tea overdue, a truck came along and to Bruce's obvious delight would not move unless we were on board.
-February 4th is the absolute deadline, so book now to avoid disappointment.
-ALL THE WORLD LOVES A LEADER.
+Maps? There are excellent ones of the area by the Lands Dept - in a scale of two inches to the mile. We used the Quirinal "B" and "D" sheets and one of the joys of the walk was the use of these maps to find our way. A last word. The winter is the best time to walk in these ranges. Snow falls on the high ground and there are hard frosts through mid winter.
-.	The Sydney Bushwalker.	January;1970.
-TARGET___ FOR T7ELVE  YEARS. Jim Brow
-I suppose you could say it_Fas Pba Harrisonyfno. started. it. ails.. .well, at-least he revived an old flame that had boon dormant for about ten years.
+The Autumn Walks Program March to May is in the making.
-Originally it was back in 1957 that I developed a yearning to visit Broken Rock, that elongated Mount 'Solitary formation which is the northern -end of the ridge dividing Green Wattle Creek 'and Butchers Creek. The trouble was that I considered it should be practicable to do the trip comfortably in an ordinary twoday weekend, and it didn't turn out that may,	-
-Over the next two years I made three abortive attempts to reach Broken Rock Trig. The first started from Yerranderie you could stbill 4eive there via Burragorang at that time Jack Gentle anct,l'An. Mite joined me in the jaunt, and the plot was to follow
-s Main Range to Branfan, droP into Butchers Creek, and tackle ange from the saddle immediately south of Shoebridge Mountain, isty weather and lack of time thwarted.us, and we wont back via the Kowmung.
+By leading a walk, you can make 1970 a vintage year. Rack those winos of discontent, and give your fellow walkers a taste of the 12212222ELLE. If unsure about the final choice, contact Dot Noble at 84-4497 (H) or 630-0251 ext 19 (B). Lurking somewhere in her well stocked cellars will be a walk to suit even your discerning palate. February 4th is the absolute deadline, so book now to avoid disappointment.
-A few months later I was at it again; this time from Bimlow, the lower Cox River and Green riattle Creek, It was a solo trip in high summer, and I couldn't find any break in the cliff overlooking:, Fritz's Creek. I decided I was too young to die of heatstroke and retreated again.
-The third bid  once again from Yerranderie, and in company with Heather Joyce (Mite), Alex Colley and Don Matthews  came nearest to success. We went over Bull Island Gap and down the top of Green Wattle Greek, then climbed out into one of the deep saddles in the divide to the west. However, between that point and Broken Rock Trig was another high section with three roughly conical tops, than another deep saddle and finally the knife edge up to Broken Rock. By 4.30 p.m. on the Saturday we were on the third  the most northerly  of the three pimples on the centre part of the range, and it was obviously too far to the northern outlier of the divide. We gave it best, camped on Butcher's Creek and returned on a cold, squally Sunday via Scott's Main and Byrnes Gap.
-At that stage I threw up my.hands in disgust, declared
+All the World Loves a Leader
-that Broken Rock grapes were sour, and wrote it off. Except that, over the years I occasionally found myself locking at it on maps  especially after new and detailed sheets were finally published some four or five years back.
-.	The Sydney Bushwa,lker.	Ja,nuary-,19:1-0
+Target: For Twelve years
-Thou Pat Harrison took a party over it on the Anzac Holiday week-end, coming in from ,Katangra by the .Gingra-Range and Cedar, - Road. It was reported 'Cuite .fully in the magacT.ine a few months ) ago, and the story. mentioned. .a bit of rudimentai" y rock climbing on the southern end of the rango.s -there was a reference tothe which gives the range its name, and :is the only way off except for the onde: -and *there was 46 miWT10/1( of any rock werk on the - northern ridge. I -verified this information from  Pat and brooded over it. It would be good for morale to got the best of Broken Rock. All right, we'd do it 3 but we'd throw in a third 7y,__and--; tackle it from a new quarter.
-Putting the plan into execution I left the car at 'vlecllo*-Gap about 7 a.m. on the last Friday in September. Havinc concluded dt was not going to rain in the next 48 hours (and it didn't) I left the tent behind and made fairly brisk time down the aite _Dog 'iro road to the junction of Cos and_ Kowinung 'Rivers. 2,-fter recent rains Warragamba was up to full storage level, and there was-still wator only two hundred yards below the junctionc	r
+Jim Brow
+I suppose you could say it was Pat Harrison who started it all, well, at least he revived an old flame that had been dormant for about ten years.
+Originally it was back in 1957 that I developed a yearning to visit Broken Rock, that elongated Mount Solitary formation which is the northern end of the ridge dividing Green Wattle Creek and Butchers Creek. The trouble was that I considered it should be practicable to do the trip comfortably in an ordinary two day weekend, and it didn't turn out that way.
+Over the next two years I made three abortive attempts to reach Broken Rock Trig. The first started from Yerranderie you could still get  there via Burragorang at that time Jack Gentle anct,l'An. Mite [Heather Joyce] joined me in the jaunt, and the plot was to follow the Main Range to Branfan, drop into Butchers Creek, and tackle ange from the saddle immediately south of Shoebridge Mountain. Misty weather and lack of time thwarted us, and we went back via the Kowmung.
+A few months later I was at it again; this time from Bimlow, the lower Cox River and Green Wattle Creek. It was a solo trip in high summer, and I couldn't find any break in the cliff overlooking Fritzs Creek. I decided I was too young to die of heatstroke and retreated again.
+The third bid  once again from Yerranderie, and in company with Heather Joyce (Mite), Alex Colley and Don Matthews came nearest to success. We went over Bull Island Gap and down the top of Green Wattle Greek, then climbed out into one of the deep saddles in the divide to the west. However, between that point and Broken Rock Trig was another high section with three roughly conical tops, than another deep saddle and finally the knife edge up to Broken Rock. By 4.30 p.m. on the Saturday we were on the third  the most northerly  of the three pimples on the centre part of the range, and it was obviously too far to the northern outlier of the divide. We gave it our best, camped on Butcher's Creek and returned on a cold, squally Sunday via Scotts Main and Byrnes Gap.
+At that stage I threw up my hands in disgust, declared that Broken Rock grapes were sour, and wrote it off. Except that, over the years I occasionally found myself looking at it on maps especially after new and detailed sheets were finally published some four or five years back.
+Then Pat Harrison took a party over it on the Anzac Holiday week-end, coming in from Katangra by the Gingra Range and Cedar Road. It was reported 'Cuite fully in the magazine a few months ago and the story mentioned a bit of rudimentary rock climbing on the southern end of the ranges.  There was a reference to the which gives the range its name and is the only way off except for the onde: and *there was 46 miWT10/1 of any rock werk on the northern ridge. I verified this information from  Pat and brooded over it. It would be good for morale to get the best of Broken Rock. All right, we'd do it 3 but we'd throw in a third 7y,__and--; tackle it from a new quarter.
+Putting the plan into execution I left the car at 'vlecllo*-Gap about 7 a.m. on the last Friday in September. Having concluded it was not going to rain in the next 48 hours (and it didn't) I left the tent behind and made fairly brisk time down the aite _Dog 'iro road to the junction of Cos and Kowmung Rivers. After recent rains Warragamba was up to full storage level, and there was still water only two hundred yards below the junction.
 There followed about three hours up the KOy.t1.42.11g; one of my
-crossings coinciding with a black snake who was syrimming. towards the west bank as I waded to the east. -132-ter early lunch I  labored out at New Yards CT G CiC and fairly early in the .afternoon
+crossings coinciding with a black snake who was swimming towards the west bank as I waded to the east. After an early lunch I  labored out at New Yards CT G CiC and fairly early in the afternoon passed the Catholic '.,'Talkers t Chapel 04 Scotts Main Range.
-passed the Catholic '.,'Talkers t Chapel 04 Scott s Main Rang.e..
-.	.
-A fet hundred yards further south and I was striking off along a ridge to the east. Judging from the map, the northern side of this spur could bring me down into Butchers Greek below the 400 ft, contour, where I could be marooned by Warragamlla water on the western banks so I tended to veer south, and found myself heading straight for the middle of Broken Rock Range. However, it was a nice open spur, and let me down into Butchers Creek in time for afternoon tea, and consideration of the next move
+A few hundred yards further south and I was striking off along a ridge to the east. Judging from the map, the northern side of this spur could bring me down into Butchers Greek below the 400 ft contour, where I could be marooned by Warragamba water on the western banks so I tended to veer south, and found myself heading straight for the middle of Broken Rock Range. However, it was a nice open spur, and let me down into Butchers Creek in time for afternoon tea, and consideration of the next move.
-It seemed sensible to go downstream-until I was opposite the northern limit of the cliff line, passing on the way quite a few evidences of farming activity in the days before the flooding of the valley - bits of old fencing wire, short lengths of rough  road, even a small herd of half wild cattle. Finally. I camped just above the slack water on a wide flat with open forest. .
-The next day was to be Broken Lock Day, of cburse9 so I was boiling my eggs by torchlight at 5.0 a.m. with the first glimmers of dawn behind the cliffy range, and moved oft 5.409 For maybe lir miles it was a gentle aScent on open ridges, with the northern shoulder of the -range lifting_sharPly abead, and by 7 o'clock I was on the crumbling shalY stuff of the buttress. It was simply very steep, with no real Obstacles, and 7.30 brought me to the first
-.	The Sydney Bushwalker.	January, 1970.
+It seemed sensible to go downstream until I was opposite the northern limit of the cliff line, passing on the way quite a few evidences of farming activity in the days before the flooding of the valley - bits of old fencing wire, short lengths of rough road, even a small herd of half wild cattle. Finally I camped just above the slack water on a wide flat with open forest.
-crest, at map reference Bimlow 352062.
-The way ahead now dropped slightly, and followed the rim of a kind of causeway leading to the end of the cliff line. The morning was brilliant, the eastern slopes vanishing into a hazy golden film of light, with ghostly timbered slopes rising beyond. I was ,surprised how little of the Cox Valley I could descry on that side. Far westw4rd, over beyond the Wild Dog Mountains and in Negalong, smoke was rising and maldng the distant hills - last minute burning off before the 1st October, I assume.
-The causeway section, and a further climb of about 500 feet brought 'no by about 8.15 to the first true top of the Range (map ref. 347042). From that point it became a succession of ups and downs along the saw-toothed western rim. Pat's party reported the same. The scrub is moderate, the wild flowers at the end of September were very fine, the westerly outlook impressive, with the humps of the Gangerangs west and south. The going was rather tedious, however, and slow - so slow.
+The next day was to be Broken Lock Day, of course so I was boiling my eggs by torchlight at 5.0 a.m. with the first glimmers of dawn behind the cliffy range, and moved off at 5.40. For maybe five miles it was a gentle ascent on open ridges, with the northern shoulder of the range lifting sharply ahead, and by 7 o'clock I was on the crumbling shalY stuff of the buttress. It was simply very steep, with no real Obstacles, and 7.30 brought me to the first crest, at map reference Bimlow 352062.
-Somewhere about 11.0 a.m. I came to a place whEre the cliff appeared to break down. I examined it carefully, as this was the proposed route off the range and came to the conclusion that it would "go" unless any lower line of cliff, invisible from the top, was in the way. Just beyond I took an early lunch, conserving my carried flask of water, as there had not been any obvious supply on the tops so far.
-The pack was loft at the lunch spot, and with just a camera I went on to the highest point, Broken Rock Trig 2506', twenty minutes or so to the south. Once on it, it was obviously the top of the range, with a nice outlook south to the blue breaks around Yerranderie, and the three coned top next south along the ridge. It TZS eiLetly noon, the light erong but hazy, and thate wera-no shadows in the gorges, so I took only a couple of "record" shots. The trip point is a stout pole mounted in a pile of rocks, some of which have tumbled away, so that the whole affair has a drunken lean. A queer target to be one's objective so long, but none the less satisfying to make it.
+The way ahead now dropped slightly, and followed the rim of a kind of causeway leading to the end of the cliff line. The morning was brilliant, the eastern slopes vanishing into a hazy golden film of light, with ghostly timbered slopes rising beyond. I was surprised how little of the Cox Valley I could describe on that side. Far westward, over beyond the Wild Dog Mountains and in Megalong, smoke was rising and maldng the distant hills - last minute burning off before the 1st October, I assume.
+The causeway section, and a further climb of about 500 feet brought me by about 8.15 to the first true top of the Range (map ref. 347042). From that point it became a succession of ups and downs along the saw-toothed western rim. Pat's party reported the same. The scrub is moderate, the wild flowers at the end of September were very fine, the westerly outlook impressive, with the humps of the Gangerangs west and south. The going was rather tedious, however, and slow - so slow.
+Somewhere about 11.0 a.m. I came to a place where the cliff appeared to break down. I examined it carefully, as this was the proposed route off the range and came to the conclusion that it would "go" unless any lower line of cliff, invisible from the top, was in the way. Just beyond I took an early lunch, conserving my carried flask of water, as there had not been any obvious supply on the tops so far.
+The pack was left at the lunch spot, and with just a camera I went on to the highest point, Broken Rock Trig 2506', twenty minutes or so to the south. Once on it, it was obviously the top of the range, with a nice outlook south to the blue breaks around Yerranderie, and the three coned top next south along the ridge. It TZS eiLetly noon, the light erong but hazy, and thate wera-no shadows in the gorges, so I took only a couple of "record" shots. The trip point is a stout pole mounted in a pile of rocks, some of which have tumbled away, so that the whole affair has a drunken lean. A queer target to be one's objective so long, but none the less satisfying to make it.
 That follows is always anti-climax: the return to the pack took only 15 minutes and the descent via the "Teak" into the warmth of the westering sun was slow and thirsty over loose crumbly surface well litteted with slippery leaves and twigs. But it was also uneventful, and I made afternoon tea by Butcher's areek, before going downstream to the foot of the ridge which had deposited me on the stream about 24 hours earlier. Then up to Scott's Main Range to sleep under brilliant stars at the Catholic Walkers' clearing.
 The final morning had a dreamlike. quality. There were several steam-hauled tour trains abroad tha I was keen to sight. To fit in with their schedules, I moved off at 3.30 a.m. and saw:-
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