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Although the 50th anniversary celebrations are over, the occasion and its meaning have not been forgotten. In fact, the events of October have sparked off a good deal of thought and discussion amongst members new and old. This has been particularly noticeable in recent contributions to the magazine, both in the November issue and the present | Although the 50th anniversary celebrations are over, the occasion and its meaning have not been forgotten. In fact, the events of October have sparked off a good deal of thought and discussion amongst members new and old. This has been particularly noticeable in recent contributions to the magazine, both in the November issue and the present | ||
- | one. The editors thought it would be appropriate to continue in this vein and we have therefore | + | one. The editors thought it would be appropriate to continue in this vein and we have therefore included two trip stories of bygone days in this issue. The articles are actually a couple of selections which just missed making the anniversary magazine due to lack of space. Both the stories come from past editions of the Sydney Bushwalker. |
- | included two trip stories of bygone days in this issue. The articles are actually a couple of selections | + | |
- | which just missed making the anniversary magazine due to lack of space. Both the stories come from past editions of the Sydney Bushwalker. | + | |
The year is now drawing to a close, and what an eventful year it has been 1977 will be remembered as a real milestone in the history of the club, and when our young members are old perhaps they will recall the good-old-days of '77 and the fiftieth birthday. | The year is now drawing to a close, and what an eventful year it has been 1977 will be remembered as a real milestone in the history of the club, and when our young members are old perhaps they will recall the good-old-days of '77 and the fiftieth birthday. | ||
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====Reflections after Fifty Years==== | ====Reflections after Fifty Years==== | ||
- | by Joe Turner | + | by Joe Turner |
- | When, twenty-five years ago, Kath McKay wrote the poem (appended below) " | + | When, twenty-five years ago, Kath McKay wrote the poem (appended below) " |
- | But here we are, another twenty-five years later, able to echo Kath's assertion, "We are not wholly dead". " | + | |
- | And so, having been spared to enjoy, after 50 years, yet another Re-union, this S.B.W. Member would like to place on record, not merely | + | But here we are, another twenty-five years later, able to echo Kath's assertion, "We are not wholly dead". " |
- | a " | + | |
- | Joe Turner (joined 1927). | + | And so, having been spared to enjoy, after 50 years, yet another Re-union, this S.B.W. Member would like to place on record, not merely a " |
__Twenty-Fifth Birthday__ | __Twenty-Fifth Birthday__ | ||
- | A quarter century! The years are flying - Where are the prophets who so oft have said: | + | A quarter century! The years are flying - |
- | "The Club is doomed" | + | Where are the prophets who so oft have said: |
+ | "The Club is doomed" | ||
+ | Believe me, we are not yet wholly dead. | ||
Still when the bus disgorges us for Era | Still when the bus disgorges us for Era | ||
- | Our hearts leap with the old remembered thrill As, tottering down the track, we pee draw nearer The dunes, the valley, Peter Page's hill. | + | Our hearts leap with the old remembered thrill |
- | Our mileage is not much:, as speedsters reckon; | + | As, tottering down the track, we pee draw nearer |
- | But still we hobble'out, when bushflowers beckon, Our troth with them each springtime to renew. | + | The dunes, the valley, Peter Page's hill. |
- | Yearly we cut fresh Jnotches | + | |
- | Of mountainpeaks | + | Our mileage is not much, as speedsters reckon; |
- | Heights are for Youth: But we have still the valley, The sunlit | + | We pause more often to admire |
- | Long may that Youth, and others who come after, Walk the bush tracks, seek out the life that's free, Meet perils, scars - and. hakea - with laughter | + | But still we hobble out, when bushflowers beckon, |
- | And while we celebrate, not yet quite blotto, We would exhort them this all things above: To keep the good old independent motto Of S.B.W. - We won't be druvl | + | Our troth with them each springtime to renew. |
- | KATH MCKAY. Written 1952. | + | |
+ | Yearly we cut fresh notches | ||
+ | Of mountain peaks we shall not climb again; | ||
+ | Heights are for Youth! But we have still the valley, | ||
+ | The sunlit | ||
+ | |||
+ | Long may that Youth, and others who come after, | ||
+ | Walk the bush tracks, seek out the life that's free, | ||
+ | Meet perils, scars - and hakea - with laughter | ||
+ | Mingled at times with mild. profanity). | ||
+ | |||
+ | And while we celebrate, not yet quite blotto, | ||
+ | We would exhort them this all things above: | ||
+ | To keep the good old independent motto | ||
+ | Of S.B.W. - We won't be druv! | ||
+ | |||
+ | Kath McKay. Written 1952. | ||
====PaddyMade==== | ====PaddyMade==== | ||
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by Lesley Page | by Lesley Page | ||
- | AO "Your coach is about to depart for a scenic circle tour of Kalianna Ridge, Monolith Valley, Mt. Owen, Bibbenluke Walls, Corang Trig, Cockpit Swamp, Wog Wog Track and Yadboro River", | + | "Your coach is about to depart for a scenic circle tour of Kalianna Ridge, Monolith Valley, Mt. Owen, Bibbenluke Walls, Corang Trig, Cockpit Swamp, Wog Wog Track and Yadboro River", |
- | There were twentyfive | + | |
- | executive class tour and his economy class tour. I wonder what class Kalianna Ridge fell into? | + | There were twenty five bodies that set forth Saturday morning. The day promised to be full of climatic contrasts. At 5.30 am our faithful leader awoke us; the air was warm and balmy. At 7.00 we were slogging our way up Kalianna Ridge, whilst Charlie kept mumbling about his executive class tour and his economy class tour. I wonder what class Kalianna Ridge fell into? |
- | The party reached the top in good time. On our way up we greeted students from the Naval College, and a couple with a toddler on Dad's back. The view was magnificent looking backwards and ahead. The sky was clear. We walked along the tops to the saddle where photographs were taken of nearly twenty five pimples on a rock. The Brown Clan was called together by clansman Snow Brown sirelalicre | + | |
- | Don't you remember my maiden name was Brown? Mutterings again came from the leader Charlie Brown about executive tour and economy class and preferential treatment had been given to the selected few. Ftzeley | + | The party reached the top in good time. On our way up we greeted students from the Naval College, and a couple with a toddler on Dad's back. The view was magnificent looking backwards and ahead. The sky was clear. We walked along the tops to the saddle where photographs were taken of nearly twenty five pimples on a rock. The Brown Clan was called together by clansman Snow Brown since there were five of us. Don't you remember my maiden name was Brown? Mutterings again came from the leader Charlie Brown about executive tour and economy class and preferential treatment had been given to the selected few. Fazeley |
- | Down into a little gully we caterpillared, | + | |
- | That balmy forecast of the morn changed into a thunderstorm with | + | Down into a little gully we caterpillared, |
- | mist and lightning. Charlie declared that he knew a cave to shelter from the storm, however we spent time backtracking in the storm only to find no cave. Spiro found it only to discover that it was inhabited. by boy scouts and not us. After scrambling back to the track, we continued to where our tour leader believed there were camping caves. | + | |
- | Page 8. THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER Docember7 1977. | + | That balmy forecast of the morn changed into a thunderstorm with mist and lightning. Charlie declared that he knew a cave to shelter from the storm, however we spent time backtracking in the storm only to find no cave. Spiro found it only to discover that it was inhabited. by boy scouts and not us. After scrambling back to the track, we continued to where our tour leader believed there were camping caves. |
- | Afterwards, everyone settled beside the fire or snuggled into their sleeping bags nearby. The night grew black and the stories became even bluer until nodding | + | |
- | Morning dawned misty. Off we trotted into the gloom. Gone were the beautiful views although it was cool walking. A quick pace was sot as it was going to be a long day. We paused on top of Corang Peak then on and on we walked through the mist until we hopped over a farmers fence to have morning tea beside his creek. Rod Peters again offered his lemon-scented tea which was rushed whilst the end of the line went a-begging. | + | Afterwards, everyone settled beside the fire or snuggled into their sleeping bags nearby. The night grew black and the stories became even bluer until nodding |
- | Now came the tricky bit of the trip. We walked across Cockpit Swamp, fortunately quite dry. We were seeking the bridle track to take us down --no' | + | |
+ | Morning dawned misty. Off we trotted into the gloom. Gone were the beautiful views although it was cool walking. A quick pace was set as it was going to be a long day. We paused on top of Corang Peak then on and on we walked through the mist until we hopped over a farmers fence to have morning tea beside his creek. Rod Peters again offered his lemon-scented tea which was rushed whilst the end of the line went a-begging. | ||
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+ | Now came the tricky bit of the trip. We walked across Cockpit Swamp, fortunately quite dry. We were seeking the bridle track to take us down to Yadboro River. | ||
Down, down, down we went. The soupy mist disappeared to leave us with a dull day. We had lunch by Yadboro River, thence an easy walk along the river back to the cars. We reached the cars at about 4.30 pm, or to be correct, 5.30 pm Summer Time. | Down, down, down we went. The soupy mist disappeared to leave us with a dull day. We had lunch by Yadboro River, thence an easy walk along the river back to the cars. We reached the cars at about 4.30 pm, or to be correct, 5.30 pm Summer Time. | ||
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A really good walk and not as hard as suspected. | A really good walk and not as hard as suspected. | ||
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Don't forget that the Club Xmas Party will be held on Wednesday 21st in the Clubroom. Drink and music provided. Please bring a glass and a plate of party food. Also any photos of the 50th Birthday celebrations as these will be put on display for the evening. | Don't forget that the Club Xmas Party will be held on Wednesday 21st in the Clubroom. Drink and music provided. Please bring a glass and a plate of party food. Also any photos of the 50th Birthday celebrations as these will be put on display for the evening. | ||
- | January | + | __January |
- | Januaxy_25th.. After the popularity of the last Members' | + | __January 25th.__ After the popularity of the last Members' |
+ | ====SBW Magazine 1938: Tiger for a Day==== | ||
+ | by Clare Kinsella | ||
- | AW Pools rush in where angels fear to tread. I was the fool this day | + | Fools rush in where angels fear to tread. I was the fool this day |
but many a time, as I hung over a breathtaking drop, or slipped, shuddering, across a slimy rock, I felt that ,I might af ny mament join those aLffident angels and rather regretted that I had lately neglected my practice on the harp. | but many a time, as I hung over a breathtaking drop, or slipped, shuddering, across a slimy rock, I felt that ,I might af ny mament join those aLffident angels and rather regretted that I had lately neglected my practice on the harp. | ||
How I fell for the trip even now I cannot understand. Some one said, "How about coming to Blackheath next weekend. We're going on Friday night. It'll be an easy trip." My rabbit mind registered the ward " | How I fell for the trip even now I cannot understand. Some one said, "How about coming to Blackheath next weekend. We're going on Friday night. It'll be an easy trip." My rabbit mind registered the ward " | ||
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We qt last came to a halt and Dot, who was in the lead, said we could go no further. Our track along the-cliff face was broken by a waterfall (Arethusa Falls) which came in on our right. At the extreme edge of it was a small but stout tree with wide spreading branches, We waited here while Dot, with consummate ease, skinned up to reconnoitre. After some little time she returned and said we would have to follow suit, it would | We qt last came to a halt and Dot, who was in the lead, said we could go no further. Our track along the-cliff face was broken by a waterfall (Arethusa Falls) which came in on our right. At the extreme edge of it was a small but stout tree with wide spreading branches, We waited here while Dot, with consummate ease, skinned up to reconnoitre. After some little time she returned and said we would have to follow suit, it would | ||
- | ====Tiger for a Day==== | ||
- | by Clare Kinsella | ||
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