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by Owen Marks. | by Owen Marks. | ||
- | I have been approached by the co-editor of this magazine to write my reminiscences of things. This puzzled me at first; what were " | + | I have been approached by the co-editor of this magazine to write my reminiscences of things. This puzzled me at first; what were " |
- | My first Thing with the club was on a test walk in the Grose Valley. | + | My first Thing with the club was on a test walk in the Grose Valley. |
- | It was pouring and I decided to camp away from the main party so that a call of nature in the middle of the night would only necessitate me to go to the fly of my tent and no further, if you know what T mean. I was not alone in my ideas. The famous bludger Jimmy Callaway, without a tent, shared mine, and we both deemed it a highly sensible arrangement. Alas, when a few months later before the Committee, my camping alone was taken as a sign of my unsociaility. I was too timid to say the real reason why I camped alone away from the main party; and to this day,' | + | |
- | I nearly didn't though. Only through a young slip of a thing, | + | |
- | Phyllis Ratcliffe, who nominated me for membership, was I persuaded to join. If it wasn't for her I should have never joined the club; and I am thankful that I did. I have met such friendliness in the bushwalking club that my life without it would have been empty. | + | |
- | The years pass. A walk to the Budawangs was planned in midwinter, | + | |
- | I suppose it was the Queens Birthday weekend, For a lark I decided to place a "No Parking" | + | |
- | Wilf Hilder has never forgiven me. He had-to go all the way to the Castle the following weekend and remove the sign. | + | |
- | I remember too a series of stubborn Things. One hot Sunday I decided to go on Jack Gentles walk in the Waterfall area. Twelve years ago it was - in my younger days. It was cold -hen I set out from Bondi by bus to Central Railway, so I did up my top shirt button. I looked funny so I put on a tie to make the whole complete. I must mention that in those days I had an excess of white shirts due to an eccentric boss | + | I nearly didn't though. Only through a young slip of a thing, Phyllis Ratcliffe, who nominated me for membership, was I persuaded to join. If it wasn't for her I should have never joined the club; and I am thankful that I did. I have met such friendliness in the bushwalking club that my life without it would have been empty. |
- | who would sling me his hand-me-downs after wearing them for 5 or 6 times. That was why I was wearing a white shirt and tio on a bushwalk. I set out and Jack Gentle kept on looking at me and said nothing. It got hotter and hotter and I heard whispers of the chap in the rear who was still wearing a tie. This made me keep it on more so. I kept on just waiting to see what they would say. Morning tea was coming up and I was being told in a hinting way about the art of dressing and being at peace with the bush in spirit, harmony was mentioned. Anyway I was finally approached. by a member of the party and informed that it is not necessary to wear a tie in the bush. I thought to myself next time out I will carry an unibrella. | + | |
- | The umbrella episode took place on John White' | + | The years pass. A walk to the Budawangs was planned in midwinter, I suppose it was the Queens Birthday weekend, For a lark I decided to place a "No Parking" |
- | hold it upright and survey the cloud-laden sky above and the valley and coastline below, whilst all the other odds and sods were hooded and | + | |
- | keeping their heads down looking only at the ground. Who was the big dill?? | + | Wilf Hilder has never forgiven me. He had to go all the way to the Castle the following weekend and remove the sign. |
- | But perhaps my greatest Thing occurred in August 1967. Over the passage of time, names fade, hours are eclipsed to minutes but the events are burned into my brains for ever and ever. I am only sorry I didn't write it all down the folloAng | + | |
- | I decided one day in a fit to have a Japanese | + | I remember too a series of stubborn Things. One hot Sunday I decided to go on Jack Gentles walk in the Waterfall area. Twelve years ago it was - in my younger days. It was cold when I set out from Bondi by bus to Central Railway, so I did up my top shirt button. I looked funny so I put on a tie to make the whole complete. I must mention that in those days I had an excess of white shirts due to an eccentric boss who would sling me his hand-me-downs after wearing them for 5 or 6 times. That was why I was wearing a white shirt and tie on a bushwalk. I set out and Jack Gentle kept on looking at me and said nothing. It got hotter and hotter and I heard whispers of the chap in the rear who was still wearing a tie. This made me keep it on more so. I kept on just waiting to see what they would say. Morning tea was coming up and I was being told in a hinting way about the art of dressing and being at peace with the bush in spirit, harmony was mentioned. Anyway I was finally approached by a member of the party and informed that it is not necessary to wear a tie in the bush. I thought to myself next time out I will carry an umbrella. |
- | Roslyn and Ivy Painter opened up their packs to reveal genuine | + | |
- | Audrey and. Bob Godfrey had a set of saki glasses, Greg Reading had a Japanese Poetry book. The plan was to sit in the early evening and watch the full moon rise over The Kings Tableland, eat, drink and be merry. A few of us had kimonos as well. Previously I had gone to the Miklmoto | + | The umbrella episode took place on John White' |
- | Page 11 THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER September, 1977. | + | |
- | 1.1111.1.104111 | + | But perhaps my greatest Thing occurred in August 1967. Over the passage of time, names fade, hours are eclipsed to minutes but the events are burned into my brains for ever and ever. I am only sorry I didn't write it all down the following |
- | between the helicopter landing ground at the bottom of Narrow Neck and | + | |
- | on the womba parade to the Dingo Playground. Dorothy Pike, Barbara Bruce | + | I decided one day in a fit to have a Japanese |
- | and a visitor whose name I have forgotten and I went for a walk to find water. 'Twas about 3 p m4 on the Saturday when the girl from New Zealand, our visitor on her first walk with the club, went and did it. She fell over the edge of a cliff. The first thought to pass my brain was that she had ruined my weekend. We all raced down the 40 ft0 drop and saw her broken ankle, her ripped buttocks and her head lying between two pointed rocks. Action stations. Chris and Terry Norris, being the toughest walkers, were delegated to rush over to Canons | + | and a visitor whose name I have forgotten and I went for a walk to find water. 'Twas about 3pm on the Saturday when the girl from New Zealand, our visitor on her first walk with the club, went and did it. She fell over the edge of a cliff. The first thought to pass my brain was that she had ruined my weekend. We all raced down the 40 ft. drop and saw her broken ankle, her ripped buttocks and her head lying between two pointed rocks. Action stations. Chris and Terry Norris, being the toughest walkers, were delegated to rush over to Carlons |
- | We lit a lantern for her, gave her an empty saki bottle to look at, and, except for Margaret Laurie who lay beside her to keep her wam, the rest of us went up to the plateau and lit all the lanterns at dusk and preceded with our, party. There would be nothing happening for five or six hours, so what could we do. I had brought port and sherry and. by | + | |
- | 9 p m. I was rather under the weather what with all the alcohol and going backwards and forwards to the victim. Cooees indicated at last that help was coming, Chris and Terry with the news that the police were just behind them. Ivy jumped up and hid all the empty bottles and we waited for the onslaught. | + | We lit a lantern for her, gave her an empty saki bottle to look at, and, except for Margaret Laurie who lay beside her to keep her warm, the rest of us went up to the plateau and lit all the lanterns at dusk and preceded with our party. There would be nothing happening for five or six hours, so what could we do. I had brought port and sherry and by 9 pm I was rather under the weather what with all the alcohol and going backwards and forwards to the victim. Cooees indicated at last that help was coming, Chris and Terry with the news that the police were just behind them. Ivy jumped up and hid all the empty bottles and we waited for the onslaught. |
- | What had happened was this. At Mrs. Canons | + | |
- | at Katoomba and the police. Search and Rescue were notified at the same time of course, as originally planned. Paddy Pallin was holidaying at | + | What had happened was this. At Mrs. Carlons |
- | Carlons and eventually he brought the police along, who on seeing the Japanese signs on the trees were dubious as to what was going on. Paddy | + | |
- | assured them that it was only a natural occurrence with such a leader | + | Two or three ambulance men arrived a little later with the beginning of the 50 or so rockclimbers |
- | Two or three ambulance men arrived a little later with the beginning of the 50 or so rockcliMbers | + | at the japanese |
- | at the jr apanese | + | |
- | stances. They finished all my mother' | + | Next came the ridiculous third degree questioning. At this stage I was dry retching and Terry Norris kept assuring the police that I was a nervous wreck, which I was by then, but in truth the demon drink was taking its toll. I had reached what Chaucer would say was "pale drunk" |
- | Next came the ridiculous third degree questioning. At this stage I was dry retching and Terry Norris kept assuring the police that I was a | + | |
- | nervous wreck, which I was by then, but in truth the demon drink was taking its toll. I had reached what Chaucer would say was "pale drunk" | + | |
- | but the prompter of such a question was in fact a Ranger from the Water Board himself. Lady Luck was on my side we were on the watershed, or | + | |
to put it more succinctly, on the yellow area of the map. What is more, our heroine fell off the map into an uncoloured section of bush. Next question, "Who was with her when she fell". Naturally I said I was. | to put it more succinctly, on the yellow area of the map. What is more, our heroine fell off the map into an uncoloured section of bush. Next question, "Who was with her when she fell". Naturally I said I was. | ||
- | "Any witnesses?" | + | "Any witnesses?" |
- | list. In fact I started to vomit and the police just ignored me from thereon. | + | |
- | Nin Melville, the organising chief of S.& | + | Nin Melville, the organising chief of S.& |
- | will come. What doctor, we already have our S. R. doctor. Thc one that will arrive by helicopter. What helicopter? The one from Richmond. | + | |
- | Here is the next episode. Dawn with her rosy mantle and action | + | Here is the next episode. Dawn with her rosy mantle and action stations. As much as Ninion Melville would fume, you can't organise the cops. It seems that at Richmond Air Base there was no helicopter; it was in Canberra and the Squadron Leader had given instructions that he was not to be disturbed because he had been to a party. Tempis Fugit. Good news, the helicopter had arrived in Richmond for refuelling and all that was needed was a map reference and we'll soon have her out. I shall digress for a moment. Of all the entire Blue Mountains there is nothing |
- | stations. As much as Ninion Melville would fume, you can't organise the | + | more spectacular than Splendour Rock. Here after the Second World War was the spot where bushwalkers have chosen to remember their walking comrades who died for their country. At the end of a long narrow flat ridge and overlooking the Cox River, a thousand foot below on three sides of the ridge. In fact a perfect helicopter pad, and only 400 metres from our cave where our long suffering Kiwi lay. An area devoid of trees and flat as a pancake. |
- | cops. It seems that at Richmond Air Bate there was no helicopter; it was in Canberra and the Squadron Leader had given instructions that he was | + | |
- | not to be disturbed because he had been to a party. Tempis Fugit. Good news, the helicopter had arrived in Richmond for refuelling and all that was needed was a map reference and we'll soon have her out. I shall | + | The biggest bonfire imaginable was set up with green branches to cause smoke to attract the helicopter should it ever arrive. Ha-ha..... there it was way in the distance making sweeps over from Blackheath to Oberon, or so it seemed. Somehow, no names being mentioned, the pilot was given the wrong grid reference. Our smoke signal could be seen for miles and eventually the helicopter arrived to wild cheers. Out popped two doctors! One police and the other R.A.A.F. Our poor patient patient, who it seemed had a ruptured spleen, cracked ribs not to mention damaged gefoffle valves with her obvious broken ankle, was heaved into the helicopter and so we bid farewell. She was to be flown to North Sydney Oval or some such area and be whizzed to North Shore Hospital; unfortunately Balmoral Naval Base refused to let this happen or something. |
- | digress for a moment. Of all the entire Blue Mountains there is nothing | + | |
- | more spectacular than Splendour Rock. Here after the Second World War | + | The rest of the story is garbled. I was reprimanded for not checking her footwear which was the cause of her slipping on the moss. True, I had to admit that I didn't line up the party at the beginning of the trip for a footwear check. Anyway it was an informative weekend and most of the party had quite a good time. |
- | was the spot where bushwalkers have chosen to remember their walking comrades who dicd for their country. At the end of a long narrow flat ridge and overlooking the Cox River, a thousand foot below on three sides of the ridge. In fact a perfect helicopter pad, and only 400 metres from our cave where our long suffering Kiwi lay. An area devoid of trees and flat as a pancake. | + | |
- | The biggest bonfire imaginable was set up with green branches to cause smoke to attract the helicopter should it over arrive. Ha-ha..... there it was way in the distance making sweeps over from Blackheath to Oberon, or so it seemed. Somehow, no names being mentioned, the pilot was given the wrong grid reference. Our smoke signal could be seen for miles and eventually the helicopter arrived to wild cheers. Out popped two doctors! One police and the other R.A.A.F. Our poor patient patient, who it seemed had a ruptured spleen, cracked ribs not to mention damaged gefoffle valves with her obvious broken ankle, was heaved into | + | Her parents were notified and flew over from New Zealand. Touch and go it was. I met them around the hospital bed, and they ignored me as though I was invisible. I asked them to write a letter to the Search and Rescue and thank them for all their help in rescuing their only daughter. They didn't and eventually I asked our nameless heroine to do it instead. Such was my Japanese Moon Viewing Party. I vowed to put it on again but never did. If anyone wants to arrange another I would only be too delighted to come along. NO ripple soles of course. |
- | the helicopter and so we bid farewell. She was to be flown to North Sydney Oval or some such area and be whizzed to North Shore Hospital; unfortunately Balmoral Naval Base refused to let this happen or something. | + | |
- | The rest of the story is garbled. I was reprimanded for not checking | + | |
- | her footwear which as the cause of her slipping on the moss. True, I | + | |
- | had to admit that I didn't line up the party at the beginning of the trip for a footwear check. Anyway it was an informative weekend and most of the party had quite a good time. | + | |
- | Her parents were notified and flew over from New Zealand. Touch and go it was. I met them around the hospital bed, and they ignored me as though I was invisible. I asked them to write a letter to the Search and Rescue and thank them for all their help in rescuing their only daughter. They didn't and eventually I asked our nameless heroine to do it instead. Such was my Japanese Moon Viewing Party. I vowed to put it on again but never did. If anyone wants to arrange another I would only be too delighted | + | |
- | to come along. NO ripple soles of course. | + | |
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by Alice Wyborn. | by Alice Wyborn. | ||
- | We had just looked at Bill Peach on T.V. in his Central Australian Journey, with its ma-e' | + | We had just looked at Bill Peach on T.V. in his Central Australian Journey, with its masses |
- | and straightway decided to read up our old diaries, hence the following | + | |
- | We had camped the previous night at Connor Well, sixty miles north | + | Gutters were awash, up to ten feet wide in places, as we entered Alice Springs, and the townspeople |
- | of " | + | |
- | we came down the bitumen from Barrow Creek, and the further south We went, the heavier it became, and we saw many kangaroos on the sides of the road licking the water from the bitumen. | + | We had camped the previous night at Connor Well, sixty miles north of " |
We had plans for several trips from " | We had plans for several trips from " | ||
- | The proposed round trip would take us from " | + | |
- | Mt. Olga, Curtain Springs, Ernabella, Musgrave Ranges, through Mulga Park, Kenmore Park, to Kulgera on the main road south, where we could buy petrol for the return to " | + | The proposed round trip would take us from " |
When that was all organised, we went out to Standley Chasm and Hermansburg Mission. Here we met Pastor Gross, who allowed us to leave our car in his garage while we went off to Palm Valley. The blacks all turned out to give us a sendoff, all laughing heartily at our shorts and shirts and rucksacs. It was a warm day as we started off along the sandy bed of the Finke River, and we were glad to stop and drink from our water bottles several times. | When that was all organised, we went out to Standley Chasm and Hermansburg Mission. Here we met Pastor Gross, who allowed us to leave our car in his garage while we went off to Palm Valley. The blacks all turned out to give us a sendoff, all laughing heartily at our shorts and shirts and rucksacs. It was a warm day as we started off along the sandy bed of the Finke River, and we were glad to stop and drink from our water bottles several times. | ||
- | After several days exploring Palm Valley we returned to the Mission where Pastor Gross suggested a round trip back to " | ||
- | Pushing on, :WC stopped at a very confusing part of the track, where we noticed a small caravan in the scrub. Dogs barked, and an aboriginal lady and little girl came out. We had an interesting talk, as the lady was Mrs. Albert Namatjira, and her small grand-daughter. Albert was in " | ||
- | Back to " | ||
- | A. blow-out on a front tyre 56 miles out, decided us to camp for the | ||
- | night. Up early next morning, we saw several camels, including a mother | ||
- | with two young ones, and spent some time taking photos, the young ones being very elusive, clinging close to Yium, while we tried to get them to move a little way from her. | ||
- | At Erldunda Station we asked directions, and found our road left the | ||
- | main road a mile past Acacia Well. During the afternoon we had our first | ||
- | view of the impressive Mt. Connor, and saw the turn-off to Mulga Park | ||
- | Station. Going on another nine miles, decided we were on the wrong road, and turned back to the Mulga Park Junction. The " | ||
- | on for two miles. No amount of horn-blowing shifted him from the track, until suddenly he swerved, and with a fierce look at us, took off into the sera again. | ||
- | We camped that night about sixteen miles past Curtain Springs. The road here was fair and graded and we ran in over the spinifex to a little | ||
- | rocky knoll, in order to get photos of the " | ||
- | Here the track became sandy and rocky in places, twisting around to avoid two sandhills. The distance was 30 miles, much longer than today' | ||
- | straight wide road. Unfortunately, | ||
- | trip around Australia, and in those days it was a real necessity to be | ||
- | well prepared. We also carried sealed containers of emergency food and | ||
- | water in case we were held up for any length of time in the outback. | ||
- | Fortunately this did not happen and OUT box of food was not opened until we were in South Australia and on our way home. | ||
- | The weather had turned very warm and heat haze shimmered over the | ||
- | plains as we reached a campsite at the Olgas, and were cirprised to find there a party of Adelaide Bushe: | ||
- | enjoyed their company and one night, a great campfire. The days were spent exploring, and on one very hot day Allan went off to climb the largest of the small peaks on the left at the top of the Amphitheatre, | ||
- | Next day we started back to Ayers Rock after putting in petrol from one of the drums. We had two of these with special screw top fittings and two similar for water (one of which was our emergency water) which we had brought from home. We also carried two 4gallon | + | After several days exploring Palm Valley we returned to the Mission where Pastor Gross suggested a round trip back to " |
- | We stopped for tea waiting on sunset pictures before going on to 7 -n | + | |
- | camp on the southern side of the Rock. We didn't need a tent at all on this part of our trip, and the evenings were delightful after the heat of the day. | + | Pushing on, we stopped at a very confusing part of the track, where we noticed a small caravan in the scrub. Dogs barked, and an aboriginal lady and little girl came out. We had an interesting talk, as the lady was Mrs. Albert Namatjira, and her small grand-daughter. Albert was in " |
- | Early next morning we were away for more sunrise pictures, then back to Maggie Springs to fill the water containers, and -while doing so, the Adelaide people came through in their utility and small truck on the way home. Next day we spent exploring the Rook and climbed the ridge in scorching heat. We hugged the rock for shade to camp and eat the evening meal during which we heard on our radio that Sydney had experienced its hottest August day for years with a temperature of 86 degrees. | + | |
- | During our wanderings we saw many emus includin | + | Back to " |
- | On our way back we called at Curtain Springs Station to pick up our ten gallons of petrol as arranged, and were invited to stay the night, and after a delicious meal spent a pleasant | + | with two young ones, and spent some time taking photos, the young ones being very elusive, clinging close to Mum, while we tried to get them to move a little way from her. |
- | Next day, just before reaching Mulga Park, and where the road was particularly narrow and sandy, we rounded a bend, and as we did so a | + | |
- | huge (or so it seemed) aboriginal appeared in front of us as he rose from a squatting position at the side of the track. He was d4essed | + | At Erldunda Station we asked directions, and found our road left the main road a mile past Acacia Well. During the afternoon we had our first view of the impressive Mt. Connor, and saw the turn-off to Mulga Park Station. |
- | There was no one at the homestead when we called at Mulga Park, and back on the road we had a puncture - a nail - probably picked up in the station yard. : | + | |
- | On towards Ernabella Mission, not in view from the road as it is about four miles in, we met a truck driven by a wbite man and carrying several aboriginal girls and men. They had a good laugh when after. asking where we were going, Allan replied, "To Sydney, via Darwin, the KiMberleys | + | We camped that night about sixteen miles past Curtain Springs. The road here was fair and graded and we ran in over the spinifex to a little rocky knoll, in order to get photos of the " |
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+ | Here the track became sandy and rocky in places, twisting around to avoid two sandhills. The distance was 30 miles, much longer than today' | ||
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+ | The weather had turned very warm and heat haze shimmered over the plains as we reached a campsite at the Olgas, and were surprised to find there a party of Adelaide Bushwalkers. The next couple of days we enjoyed their company and one night, a great campfire. The days were spent exploring, and on one very hot day Allan went off to climb the largest of the small peaks on the left at the top of the Amphitheatre, | ||
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+ | Next day we started back to Ayers Rock after putting in petrol from one of the drums. We had two of these with special screw top fittings and two similar for water (one of which was our emergency water) which we had brought from home. We also carried two 4-gallon | ||
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+ | We stopped for tea waiting on sunset pictures before going on to camp on the southern side of the Rock. We didn't need a tent at all on this part of our trip, and the evenings were delightful after the heat of the day. Early next morning we were away for more sunrise pictures, then back to Maggie Springs to fill the water containers, and while doing so, the Adelaide people came through in their utility and small truck on the way home. Next day we spent exploring the Rook and climbed the ridge in scorching heat. We hugged the rock for shade to camp and eat the evening meal during which we heard on our radio that Sydney had experienced its hottest August day for years with a temperature of 86 degrees. | ||
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+ | During our wanderings we saw many emus including | ||
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+ | On our way back we called at Curtain Springs Station to pick up our ten gallons of petrol as arranged, and were invited to stay the night, and after a delicious meal spent a pleasant | ||
+ | Next day, just before reaching Mulga Park, and where the road was particularly narrow and sandy, we rounded a bend, and as we did so a huge (or so it seemed) aboriginal appeared in front of us as he rose from a squatting position at the side of the track. He was dressed | ||
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+ | There was no one at the homestead when we called at Mulga Park, and back on the road we had a puncture - a nail - probably picked up in the station yard. Allan was also having trouble with our camera jamming, so the rest of the afternoon was spent fixing both. We finally camped late after another hot day. | ||
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+ | On towards Ernabella Mission, not in view from the road as it is about four miles in, we met a truck driven by a wbite man and carrying several aboriginal girls and men. They had a good laugh when after asking where we were going, Allan replied, "To Sydney, via Darwin, the Kimberleys | ||
The country in this area was very park-like and pretty with many flowers, white, yellow and purple along the road. In fact, the road itself was just like a garden bed with two tyre tracks running through it. The Musgrave Ranges, while not spectacular, | The country in this area was very park-like and pretty with many flowers, white, yellow and purple along the road. In fact, the road itself was just like a garden bed with two tyre tracks running through it. The Musgrave Ranges, while not spectacular, | ||
- | We camped ten miles before Kenmore Park, and in the morning met Mrs. Litchfield at the homestead before going on to KulGera. Here we filled up with petrol for the journey back to " | + | |
- | We camped just before Erldunda Station and next day enjoyed the | + | We camped ten miles before Kenmore Park, and in the morning met Mrs. Litchfield at the homestead before going on to Kulgera. Here we filled up with petrol for the journey back to " |
- | hospitality of Mr. & -Mrs. Staines, who owned the property. They showed | + | |
- | us over the lovely homestead and we learnt the station, a large one, had been in operation for 75 years. | + | We camped just before Erldunda Station and next day enjoyed the hospitality of Mr. & Mrs. Staines, who owned the property. They showed |
- | We arrived back in " | + | |
+ | We arrived back in " | ||
Altogether a delightful visit to the Centre, and we were lucky to see it all so unspoiled. Next time we visited the " | Altogether a delightful visit to the Centre, and we were lucky to see it all so unspoiled. Next time we visited the " | ||
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- | BEST WISHES from his hushw& | + | |
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- | "No, he doesn' | + | |
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====WALKS FOR OCTOBER==== | ====WALKS FOR OCTOBER==== | ||
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__Test Walks__ | __Test Walks__ | ||
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Actually, this month is so full of test walks that I might have been better off having a section for non-test walks rather than the usual format. However, we'll carry on with the usual format. | Actually, this month is so full of test walks that I might have been better off having a section for non-test walks rather than the usual format. However, we'll carry on with the usual format. | ||
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__Weekend Walks - both " | __Weekend Walks - both " | ||
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October 1,2 & 3: Peter Harris leads a walk in the Apsley wilderness, which I understand contains an element of exploratory flavour. | October 1,2 & 3: Peter Harris leads a walk in the Apsley wilderness, which I understand contains an element of exploratory flavour. | ||
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__Day Walks.__ | __Day Walks.__ | ||
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Both of these are on the 9th. Firstly, Neate' | Both of these are on the 9th. Firstly, Neate' | ||
__50th Anniversary Celebrations__ | __50th Anniversary Celebrations__ | ||
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Don't forget (as if you need reminding at this stage) that the Club's 50th Anniversary is on on the 21st, 22nd & 23rd, with a Friday night dinner for just $12.5, and a Saturday campfire for nothing. Venue: Friday: an obscure little hotel in an obscure little city, Saturday: Pennant Hills boy scout camp. Just to fill up space on this page, I am learning a couple of new jigs and reels on my bagpipes, which you may be fortunate enough to hear on this auspicious occasion (why are occasions always " | Don't forget (as if you need reminding at this stage) that the Club's 50th Anniversary is on on the 21st, 22nd & 23rd, with a Friday night dinner for just $12.5, and a Saturday campfire for nothing. Venue: Friday: an obscure little hotel in an obscure little city, Saturday: Pennant Hills boy scout camp. Just to fill up space on this page, I am learning a couple of new jigs and reels on my bagpipes, which you may be fortunate enough to hear on this auspicious occasion (why are occasions always " | ||
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