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 =====THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER=====
-A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to The Sydney Bush Walkers; Box 4476, G,P,O. Sydney, N.S.W. 2001.
+A monthly bulletin of matters of interest to The Sydney Bush Walkers; Box 4476, G.P.O. Sydney, N.S.W. 2001.
-Club meetings are held every Wednesday evening from 7.30 p,m, at The Wireless Institute building, 14 Aitchison Street, St, Leonards.
+Club meetings are held every Wednesday evening from 7.30 p.m. at The Wireless Institute building, 14 Aitchison Street, St. Leonards.
 Enquiries concerning the Club should be referred to Mrs. Marcia Shappert -  telephone 30.2028.
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 by Dot Butler
-Greetings to the S.t.L from Dot Butler in California - 25/7/77. Tomorrow I leave for Equador, the Galapagos Islands and Columbia, which I may tell You about in another letter. I will tell you all about my three months in California right now, before I get all my impressions overlaid with new experiences.
+Greetings to the S.B.W. from Dot Butler in California - 25/7/77. Tomorrow I leave for Equador, the Galapagos Islands and Columbia, which I may tell you about in another letter. I will tell you all about my three months in California right now, before I get all my impressions overlaid with new experiences.
-Along the western margin of the United States from Lat035 to Lat039030 lie a succession of mountain chains folded like waves of stone, upon whose seaward base beat the mild breakers of the Pacific Ocean. The grandest of these is the Sierra Nevada - the most glorious and beautiful region of America. Its eastern slope is a steep wall of rock plunging down to the hot dry plain, reminiscent of Central Australiats deserts with its red soil, the vegetation being rusty olive sage brush and stunted oak trees whose prolific acorns furnished the staple food of grizzly bears which once inhabited California in enormous numbers, but have now been exterminated. It is somewhat ironic that the grizzly bear is still featured on the flag of California as its state emblem.
-- A highway runs along this eastern Side, and if your taste is for a desert entry to your mountains you can travel this road. However,. the most scenic road is on the western side of the range, through the fertile Central Valley of California with its rich volcanic soil supporting vineyards, citrus orchards, grain-fields and miles of vegetable gardens. The western slope of the Sierras is a grand sweep, well watered and clothed in cool stately forests of conifers, comprising about 12 species which occupy their ecological niche with almost mathematical precision; at 2,500 ft0 intervals the species change, through from red pine, white pine, hemlocks, Douglas fir, deodars and all the others whose names I have not yet learned, right up to the stunted lodgepole pine in the high snowfields around 12,000 ft.
-The passes through the range vary from 79000 to 12,000 ft. the
-crest of therange is a line of sharp snowy peaks rising to 15,000 ft0
-which catch the pink alpenglow long after the sun has set for all the rest of America.
-Beyond. California, northward into Oregon and. Washington, right up to the Canadian border9 the range breaks down into a line of isolated.
-extinct volcanoes, the most lofty being Mt Shasta, 14,440 ft. high.
-A magnificent new National Park now takes in most of this region 2,- the Northern Cascades National Park.
-Over the past three months I have had many trips to the Sierras,
-sampling the mountains from the Mexican horde e' to the northernmost tip
-of Oregon. Our trips ranged from three-day week-ends to sessions of
-two weeks duration. On the longer trips I travel in a V.W. van with a
-a
-German couple and their two husky pack-dogs. :Host Americans like to take dogs with them into the wilderness, the dog being an extension of the man's senses,. as it were he responds much faster than his master to all the sounds and movements and scents of the forest.)
+Along the western margin of the United States from Lat. 35 to Lat. 39.30 lie a succession of mountain chains folded like waves of stone, upon whose seaward base beat the mild breakers of the Pacific Ocean. The grandest of these is the Sierra Nevada - the most glorious and beautiful region of America. Its eastern slope is a steep wall of rock plunging down to the hot dry plain, reminiscent of Central Australia's deserts with its red soil, the vegetation being rusty olive sage brush and stunted oak trees whose prolific acorns furnished the staple food of grizzly bears which once inhabited California in enormous numbers, but have now been exterminated. It is somewhat ironic that the grizzly bear is still featured on the flag of California as its state emblem.
-A big proportion of the land which is not declared National Park is National Forest, where selective logging is supposed to take place. The conservationists fight a perpetual battle to sce that, for instance, logging of redwoods in the Sequoia National Forest does not impinge over the border into the Sequoia National Park. The Sierra Club is a very influential and wealthy club whose members are to the forefront and very vocal in all matters of conservation0
-I. clirdbed the 10,000 ft. Disaster Peak, Mt. Arnott and the three peaks of Lightning in the Staniflaus River region just north of Yosamite. This was an experimental run to see if the snow was climable so early in the season - in early spring the powder snow ca n be very deep, giving rise to dangerous powder snow avalanches Conditions seemed all right though, so our next jaunt was south of Yosamite to the King's Canyon National Park to climb the North Palisades, 14,242 ft. The weather was good, but Hughie the weather man wasn't making it easy for us - the snowfields we encountered above 12,000 ft. were so soft we sank through without warning right up to the hips, We finally made it to the top of a 13,00( 't0 notch in the range which my climbing partner, John, was sure was one he had used 10 years earlier, but it was terrifically steep and by the time we had negotiated it and got down the other side, the extra 1,000 ft, of the Palisades as out of the question. So there's my excuse for coming back again.
-Cur next trip, to climb the high peaks in the Inyo State Forest ended in our being chased out in a snow storm, but the weather treated us well on our 10 'Lay trip north into the Mt. Jefferson Wilderness in Oregon where we joined up with the Spokana Mountaineering Club and climbed. Jefferson (10,000 ft.) twice, once from the north and again from the south. The dogs eame w:Lth us to about 9,000 ft. carrying the climbing rope, then we tied them up, roped up and negotiated the terrifically steep snow, ice and rock outcrops another 1,000 ft. to the top without excited dogs jostling us off our steps. Herb, the dogs' master, was disappointed - he was convinced they could have made it to the top - never mind about our fate,
-Well, the wilderness and national parks over here are MIGHTY., and well worth a lengthy visit. Wait till you hear about their 3-State Trail - a thousand miles of mountain walking.
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+A highway runs along this eastern side, and if your taste is for a desert entry to your mountains you can travel this road. However, the most scenic road is on the western side of the range, through the fertile Central Valley of California with its rich volcanic soil supporting vineyards, citrus orchards, grain-fields and miles of vegetable gardens. The western slope of the Sierras is a grand sweep, well watered and clothed in cool stately forests of conifers, comprising about 12 species which occupy their ecological niche with almost mathematical precision; at 2,500 ft. intervals the species change, through from red pine, white pine, hemlocks, Douglas fir, deodars and all the others whose names I have not yet learned, right up to the stunted lodgepole pine in the high snowfields around 12,000 ft.
+The passes through the range vary from 7,000 to 12,000 ft.; the crest of the range is a line of sharp snowy peaks rising to 15,000 ft. which catch the pink alpen glow long after the sun has set for all the rest of America.
+Beyond California, northward into Oregon and Washington, right up to the Canadian border the range breaks down into a line of isolated extinct volcanoes, the most lofty being Mt Shasta, 14,440 ft. high.  A magnificent new National Park now takes in most of this region - the Northern Cascades National Park.
+Over the past three months I have had many trips to the Sierras, sampling the mountains from the Mexican border to the northernmost tip of Oregon. Our trips ranged from three-day week-ends to sessions of two weeks duration. On the longer trips I travel in a V.W. van with a German couple and their two husky pack-dogs. Most Americans like to take dogs with them into the wilderness, the dog being an extension of the man's senses, as it were; he responds much faster than his master to all the sounds and movements and scents of the forest.
+A big proportion of the land which is not declared National Park is National Forest, where selective logging is supposed to take place. The conservationists fight a perpetual battle to see that, for instance, logging of redwoods in the Sequoia National Forest does not impinge over the border into the Sequoia National Park. The Sierra Club is a very influential and wealthy club whose members are to the forefront and very vocal in all matters of conservation.
+I climbed the 10,000 ft. Disaster Peak, Mt. Arnott and the three peaks of Lightning in the Staniflaus River region just north of Yosemite. This was an experimental run to see if the snow was climbable so early in the season - in early spring the powder snow can be very deep, giving rise to dangerous powder snow avalanches. Conditions seemed all right though, so our next jaunt was south of Yosemite to the King's Canyon National Park to climb the North Palisades, 14,242 ft. The weather was good, but Hughie the weather man wasn't making it easy for us - the snowfields we encountered above 12,000 ft. were so soft we sank through without warning right up to the hips. We finally made it to the top of a 13,000 ft. notch in the range which my climbing partner, John, was sure was one he had used 10 years earlier, but it was terrifically steep and by the time we had negotiated it and got down the other side, the extra 1,000 ft. of the Palisades was out of the question. So there's my excuse for coming back again.
+Our next trip, to climb the high peaks in the Inyo State Forest ended in our being chased out in a snow storm, but the weather treated us well on our 10 day trip north into the Mt. Jefferson Wilderness in Oregon where we joined up with the Spokana Mountaineering Club and climbed Jefferson (10,000 ft.) twice, once from the north and again from the south. The dogs came with us to about 9,000 ft. carrying the climbing rope, then we tied them up, roped up and negotiated the terrifically steep snow, ice and rock outcrops another 1,000 ft. to the top without excited dogs jostling us off our steps. Herb, the dogs' master, was disappointed - he was convinced they could have made it to the top - never mind about __our__ fate.
+Well, the wilderness and national parks over here are MIGHTY, and well worth a lengthy visit. Wait till you hear about their 3-State Trail - a thousand miles of mountain walking.
 ====RAMBLING IN POMMIE LAND====
 by Marion Lloyd
-The members of the mounteine'vring evening classes I attended in London got on SQ well that they formed themselves into a group called the Marylebone Mountaineering Club.
+The members of the mountaineering evening classes I attended in London got on so well that they formed themselves into a group called the Marylebone Mountaineering Club.
- Our first trips were purely climbing ventures, but a nonconformist
-(me) became fed up with mud in the eyes, being jammed in chimneys and hanging around in the cold on a ledge waiting for the person above or
+Our first trips were purely climbing ventures, but a non-conformist (me) became fed up with mud in the eyes, being jammed in chimneys and hanging around in the cold on a ledge waiting for the person above or below to make a move, so I would slink away to explore.
-below to make a move, so I would slink away to explore.
-The delights of the English countryside are never endings the stately home or thatched cottage at the end of a twisting lane, the villages with their quaint tea shops and village pond with its inevitable fisherman sitting in the rain waiting, whilst the duc17s waddle across the road to hold up the traffic and the parish church centuries old, with its "weekend brass rubbers" inside rubbing away furiously on ancient brasses.
+The delights of the English countryside are never ending; the stately home or thatched cottage at the end of a twisting lane, the villages with their quaint tea shops and village pond with its inevitable fisherman sitting in the rain waiting, whilst the ducks waddle across the road to hold up the traffic and the parish church centuries old, with its "weekend brass rubbers" inside rubbing away furiously on ancient brasses.
-The countryside looks cluttered and dissected with its small farms, hedges and stone fences thtt have been repaired and rebuilt over many generations. Everywhere there is history and beauty, one must walk to see it. Sometimes this can be a little rushed like the 32 mile day walk I was forced to enter around the Isle of 'Ji,:;ht.
-As one walks through the seasons it is interesting to observe the
+The countryside looks cluttered and dissected with its small farms, hedges and stone fences that have been repaired and rebuilt over many generations. Everywhere there is history and beauty, one must walk to see it. Sometimes this can be a little rushed like the 32 mile day walk I was forced to enter around the Isle of Wight.
-changing moods of the landscape. Tho-daff6dils and bluebells in spring, the harvests of summer, the falling leaves and copper tinting of autumn, all this to be denuded by winter. One's favourite walking areas can be worlds apart this was particularly so on the moors.
-I went on a winter trip to the Yorkshire Koors near Whitby. We crawled along the motor my at 30 m p.h0 because of thick fog and snow and arrived at our hostel at about 6.30 a m. It was situated in a hollow on the moors, the mist swathing around it, the -And with its
+As one walks through the seasons it is interesting to observe the changing moods of the landscape. The daffodils and bluebells in spring, the harvests of summer, the falling leaves and copper tinting of autumn, all this to be denuded by winter. One's favourite walking areas can be worlds apart this was particularly so on the moors.
-freezing penetrating sleet rose and fell from a whistle to a hum. The whole weekend was spent tramping through rain, mist and mud, but we had a lot of fun.
-The following summer a friend and I went to Haworth (Bronte sisters' fame) to do a pilgrimage to the mythical WutherinG Heights. We walked the 6 miles across the moors to Top nlkins, the supposed ruins of the
+I went on a winter trip to the Yorkshire Moors near Whitby. We crawled along the motor way at 30 m p.h. because of thick fog and snow and arrived at our hostel at about 6.30 a.m. It was situated in a hollow on the moors, the mist swathing around it, the wind with its freezing penetrating sleet rose and fell from a whistle to a hum. The whole weekend was spent tramping through rain, mist and mud, but we had a lot of fun.
-dreamedup Wuthering Heights. Standing amongst the ruins and looking
-out over the purple moors we could see the heath flowers in all their glory and the Pennine Way winding into the distance. On this beautiful warm evening all was auiet and at peace. How different this place must be in winter. The freezing wind and rain, the utter desolation would make it a formidable inhospitable place.
+The following summer a friend and I went to Haworth (Bronte sisters' fame) to do a pilgrimage to the mythical Wuthering Heights. We walked the 6 miles across the moors to Top Wilkins, the supposed ruins of the
-The el-a has marvellous "meets" to Snowdon, Lakes and Peaks
+dreamed-up Wuthering Heights. Standing amongst the ruins and looking out over the purple moors we could see the heath flowers in all their glory and the Pennine Way winding into the distance. On this beautiful warm evening all was quiet and at peace. How different this place must be in winter. The freezing wind and rain, the utter desolation would make it a formidable inhospitable place.
-districts, Scotland, Yorkshire and the West Country (Somerset, Devon,
+The club has marvellous "meets" to Snowdon, Lakes and Peaks districts, Scotland, Yorkshire and the West Country (Somerset, Devon, Cornwall). It was on Exmoor (Devon) that I saw my first fox hunt. We watched fascinated as riders and hounds jumped over fences and hedges in hot pursuit of their quarry. Another favourite riding game is
-August, 1977.
+steeple-chasing, where riders head for one church steeple after another. But as a fellow rambler remarked, "It's not the steeple they're heading for, it's the pub next door". On weekends if you can't see the spire you'll hear the noise as the bell-ringers go from church to church to ring the bells.
-THE SYDNEY BUSHW
-Pago R.
+The Sunday ramble might take place in Great Windsor Park, Kew Gardens, Epping Forest, the Surrey Downs, Chilterns, explore the canals, the oast houses of Kent or the stately homes with their fabulous collections. The walk followed a special ritual. It nearly always started at Victoria Station. We would then alight in a beautiful area to walk along country lanes, through muddy farmers' cow-yards, through the woods, over styles, tramp through a churchyard where some souls have been at rest since the thirteenth century, to eventually end up at a pub at midday precisely.
-Cornwall). It was on Exmoor (Devon) that I saw my first fox hunt.
-We watched fascinated as riders and hounds jumped over fences and hedges in hot pursuit of their quarry. Another favourite riding game is
+The pub is the hub of English life. After any occasion or just for conversation this is where one meets friends over a guiness or an ale (served warm). It could be a ploughman's lunch (bread, cheese, cranberry sauce) or a pork pie washed down with cider. Then after a game of darts we would set forth on our final leg to finish at a tea
-steeple-chasing, where riders head for one church steeple after another. But as a fellow rambler remarked, "It's not the steeple they're heading
-for, it's the pa next door". On weekends if you can't see the spire you'll hear the noise as the bell-ringers go from church to church to ring the bells.
-The Sunday ramble might take place in Great Windsor Park, Kew
-Gardens, Epping Forest, the Surrey Downs, Chilterns, explore the canals,
-the oast houses of Kent or the stately homes with their fabulous collections. The walk followed a special ritual. It nearly always started at Victoria Station. We would then alight in a beautiful area to walk along country lanes, through muddy farmers' cow-yards, through the woods, over styles, tramp through a churchyard where some souls have been at rest since the thirteenth century, to eventually end up at
-a pub r'; midday precisely.
-The pub is the hub of English life. After any occasion or just
-for conversation this is where one meets friends over a guiness or an
-ale (served warm). It could be a ploughman's lunch (bread, cheese,
-cranberry sauce) or a pork pie washed down with cider. Then after a game of darts we would set forth on our final leg to finish at a tea
 shop. This is a very English institution, the rules and etiquette of this ritual must be strictly adhered to, especially when it entails a Devonshire tea. In the last M.M.C. magazine it even had a tea shop guide.
 More importantly, it was the people in the club that made these outings so enjoyable and my stay in England memorable.
-If you are in London and would like to go waking, or climbing, try the M.M.C., they are great fun.
-Contaets Graham Browning, Phones. 263-0699 (H) 6 Wyndham Crescent,
+If you are in London and would like to go walking, or climbing, try the M.M.C., they are great fun.
-LONDON. N.19.- 828-8070 Ext. 2640 (B)
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+Contact: Graham Browning, 6 Wyndham Crescent,LONDON. N.19. Phones- 263-0699 (H), 828-8070 Ext. 2640 (B)
-DAVID COTTON'S PHOTOGRAPHIC WORKSHOP 7.24I1222L122L2gbal9_12171.
-. Taking a Photo
+====DAVID COTTON'S PHOTOGRAPHIC WORKSHOP====
-. Developing the Film.
-, Making Prints and Enlargements.
+th/25th September, 1977
- LoCation is not yot decided. If anyone can help with a suitable location please contact David in the clubroom as soon as possible. Anyone interested in the workshop please-also contact David.
-. Page_
+  - Taking a Photo
-THE SYITIEY BUSHW.ALICER
+  - Developing the Film.
-. 1977.,
+  - Making Prints and Enlargements.
-BUSHWALKER BOB.
-we could use tent poles around here.
+Location is not yet decided. If anyone can help with a suitable location please contact David in the clubroom as soon as possible.
- Setting up Gamp.
-Not to I See? gust tie down a sup-le \ I worry. I branch, set up the tent like il Nature will 1 this, and -
+Anyone interested in the workshop please also contact David.
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-Can't see anything
+====BUSHWALKER BOB - Setting up Camp====
-for
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+|Can't see anything we could use for tent poles around here.|
-I think we'd better look further or for
+|Not to worry. Nature will provide.|
-\ some tent po:i es. -
+|See? Just tie down a supple branch, set up the tent like this, and -|
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+|FLING!|
-L.. )1
+|I think we'd better look further on for some tent poles|
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 "The Royal National Park". On September 20th a ranger from the R.N.P. will speak about its history.
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 __50TH ANNIVERSARY DINNER__