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 I can only repeat - Farewell to a Noble Lady.
-Page. 5	THE SYDNEY BUSHWALIM	October, 1981.
+=====Jim's Kanangra Walk.=====
-S ICANANGRA WALK.
 by Bill Gamble.
 There must be a certain satisfaction for a leader when his programmed - walk is completed as planned. Such was Jim Percy's Kanangra walk on the weekend of 12/13 September, 1981 (maps Kanangra 1.31680, 25 km Medium).
-Soon after midnight on the Friday, the members of Jim's party had reached the overnight car camp at Boyd Crossing. The mild temperature, coupled with a near full moon, removed most of the inconveniences of making a camp in the dark. If anything, there were grounds for complaint that the moon was too- bright for sleeping in comfort. The opossums did not arrive to attack packs 4nd food sacks as suggested by John Newman and the early stirrings of kookaburras were only just ahead of Keith Docherty collecting wood for the fire. . 4pong other things noted, there was running water at Boyd Crossing and some Wood by the fire pits, courtesy of Kanangra-Boyd National Park.
-Out of the chaos of breakfast and packing gear, Jim urged us into vehicles and on to the carpark at Kanangra Walls, where we grouped for a reasonably early start at 8.30 am. There was time to look at the rock overhang adjacent to the top of Murdering Gully (the soak was dripping away merrily) and than' we pushed ahead at a fairly leisurely pace for morning tea at the south end
+Soon after midnight on the Friday, the members of Jim's party had reached the overnight car camp at Boyd Crossing. The mild temperature, coupled with a near full moon, removed most of the inconveniences of making a camp in the dark. If anything, there were grounds for complaint that the moon was too bright for sleeping in comfort. The opossums did not arrive to attack packs and food sacks as suggested by John Newman and the early stirrings of kookaburras were only just ahead of Keith Docherty collecting wood for the fire. Among other things noted, there was running water at Boyd Crossing and some wood by the fire pits, courtesy of Kanangra-Boyd National Park.
-of Crafts Wall. In effect, time to absorb the panoramic views, ..sharpy clear in the morning light, and to let everyone with a bit of knowledge on the area Opaut forth.
-The traverse around the base of Crafts Wall and the climb over Mount Berry were in the current idiom tno sweat', but Mount High and. Mighty did bring an a little for most of the party. The top of Mount Stormbreaker was
+Out of the chaos of breakfast and packing gear, Jim urged us into vehicles and on to the carpark at Kanangra Walls, where we grouped for a reasonably early start at 8.30 am. There was time to look at the rock overhang adjacent to the top of Murdering Gully (the soak was dripping away merrily) and then we pushed ahead at a fairly leisurely pace for morning tea at the south end of Crafts Wall. In effect, time to absorb the panoramic views, sharply clear in the morning light, and to let everyone with a bit of knowledge on the area spout forth.
-'lunch stop in warm sunshine. It could be said that this hint of summer weakened the Wills of Barry Wallace, Yvonne Kingston, Joy Hynes, Ian Debert and Bill Gamble, for they lay back and minded the gear while Jim led Tony Muscat, Kathy Gero, Keith Docherty and John Newman for the optional side trip to Mount Cloud- Maker via Rip, Rack, Roar and Rumble. They reported on their return about' * hours later the known fact that the excellent views are to be seen while climbing Mount Cloudmaker, not from its bush-covered top.
-. There is a.sense'of anticipation when one moves away from the beaten track to an Unmarked route. In this case, it seemed to be a straight forward plunge down a ridge to Kanangra Creek. On timbered slopes such as this one, there are thoughts on how dense the growth and how clear the ridge system to bp followed. And on all ridges, the question of how steep and tangled with undergrowth the last hundred metres to the bottom?
+The traverse around the base of Crafts Wall and the climb over Mount Berry were in the current idiom 'no sweat', but Mount High and Mighty did bring on a little for most of the party. The top of Mount Stormbreaker was lunch stop in warm sunshine. It could be said that this hint of summer weakened the wills of Barry Wallace, Yvonne Kingston, Joy Hynes, Ian Debert and Bill Gamble, for they lay back and minded the gear while Jim led Tony Muscat, Kathy Gero, Keith Docherty and John Newman for the optional side trip to Mount Cloudmaker via Rip, rack, Roar and Rumble. They reported on their return about 1 1/2 hours later the known fact that the excellent views are to be seen while climbing Mount Cloudmaker, not from its bush-covered top.
-	From the initial steep descent off the top of Mount Stormbreaker, the ridge (heading generally north-west 'and parallet to Thunder Creek) descended 4early through open bush in a series of drops which cushioned the impact of the 800 metres in little over one hour. The last hundred metres, as expected, were toe-jabbing .and there was the added hazard of avoiding stinging nettle before reaching the creek. The bonus was the sight of a slope covered in large, yellow flowers. A reminder of spring. By this time, Jim had moved ahead and while our thoughts were pre-occupied with a long, .cool drink from
-the creek, his were in finding a suitable campsite for the night. This he
+There is a sense of anticipation when one moves away from the beaten track to an unmarked route. In this case, it seemed to be a straight forward plunge down a ridge to Kanangra Creek. On timbered slopes such as this one, there are thoughts on how dense the growth and how clear the ridge system to be followed. And on all ridges, the question of how steep and tangled with undergrowth the last hundred metres to the bottom?
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-found about 5 minutes upstream on the opposite bank about 10 metres above
+From the initial steep descent off the top of Mount Stormbreaker, the ridge (heading generally north-west and parallel to Thunder Creek) descended clearly through open bush in a series of drops which cushioned the impact of the 800 metres in little over one hour. The last hundred metres, as expected, were toe-jabbing and there was the added hazard of avoiding stinging nettle before reaching the creek. The bonus was the sight of a slope covered in large, yellow flowers. A reminder of spring. By this time, Jim had moved ahead and while our thoughts were pre-occupied with a long, cool drink from the creek, his were in finding a suitable campsite for the night. This he found about 5 minutes upstream on the opposite bank about 10 metres above the creek.
-.	_
-the creek.
+The benched site was cramped and with the exception of Barry, who chose to look down on us from another bench about 10 metres higher again, we all erected our tents abutting like a row of terrace houses. There was some confusion about the capacity of one camp-fire to meet the cooking needs of all and three were lighted as a result; and it was not until after supper that everyone gathered at one place. There was a short-lived interruption as heated rocks under the fire exploded, but this soon gave way to the dulcet tones of Joy, John, Ian and Barry. Liquids other than tea appeared to both slake the thirst and provide lubrication for vocal cords. Certain renditions by Barry were deemed to be an appropriate climax to the evening around the camp-fire; and soon there was silence, save for the occasional snore from various quarters and the gurgling of a contented creek.
-The benched site was cramped and with the exception of Fazry, who chose
-to look down on us from another bench about 10 metres higher again, we all - erected our tents abutting like a row, of terrace houses. There was some - confusion about the capacity of one camp-fire to meet the cooking needs of all and three were lighted as a result; and it was not until after supper that
+Jim decreed before lights-out that the starting time on Sunday morning would be 8.30 am for the walk upstream. And we did. There was a certainty about Jim's decisions which moved even the habitual laggards lurking within the party.
-everyone gathered at one place. There was a short-lived interruption as heated rocks under the fire exploded, but this soon gave way to the dulcet
-tones of Joy, John, Ian and Barry. Liquids other than tea appeared to both
+Kanangra Creek ran clear and cold throughout the walk upstream. We crossed it so many times, one lost count. Not that it mattered, the level was low enough to get across easily without wet feet. The gullies on the true right were counted and occasionally Jim checked his map; and there was general agreement after about two hours that the next ridge on the true right was our route home.
-slake the thirst and provide lubrication for vocal cords. Certain renditions by Barry were deemed to be an appropriate climax to the evening around the camp-fire; and soon there was silence, save for the occasional snore from
-various quarters and the gurgling of a contented creek.
+Barry and Yvonne had already established themselves adjacent to the ridge at what would be our extended morning tea stop, before moving on around a bend about five minutes upstream for our extended lunch stop. The stated reason for the change of venue for lunch was a better approach to the ridge and proximity to a shallow pool. In the warm sun some wild claims on swimming were bandied about. Some members of the party got their gear off, but more enthusiasm was displayed in the sun than in immersing themselves in the creek.
-Jim decreed before lights-out that the starting time on Sunday morning
-Would be 8.30 am for the walk upstream. And we did. There was a certainty about Jim's decisions which moved even the habitual laggards lurking within' the party.
+At 1.00 pm we moved off behind Jim, delicately at first through the stinging nettle, followed by some hesitation in mounting a steep bank and then with heads down for the slog up the ridge to Mount Berry. About halfway, a metre or two of goanna clung to a tree trunk watching us cross its domain. Barry was up in one hour and the rest of us were strung out over the next 45 minutes. Joy came up at the rear to tell Jim that there was no one else to come! The ridge had similar characteristics to the one we had descended, except that it was a little shorter and the height from bottom to top about 200 metres less.
-Kanangra Creek ran clear and cold throughout the walk upstream. We crossed it so many times, one lost count. Not that it mattered, the level was low enough to get across easily without wet feet. The gullies on the
-true right were counted and occasionally Jim checked his map; and there was general agreement after about two hours that the next ridge on the true right was our route home.
+A breather atop Mount Berry until 3.00 pm and then we were in harness for the home run. The southerly breeze which had cooled us on the climb up the ridge from the creek dropped away and the warmth of the sun was all too apparent, until we moved away from Crafts Wall after a short break and felt the return of the cool wind. John was so concerned about the likely ill-effects of the turbulence that he was prompted to put on a pullover for the walk from Mount Brennan to the carpark, Kathy put her long pants on; and, from memory, the others soldiered on as is.
-	Barry and Yvonne had already established -themselves adjacent to the ridge at what would be our extended morning tea stop, before moving on around .a 'bend. about five minutes upstream for our extended lunch stop. The state4 reason for the change of venue for lunch was a better approach to the ridge' and proximity to a shallow pool. In the warm sun some wild claims on swng were bandied about. Some members of the party got their gear off, but more enthusiasm was displayed in the sun than in immersing themselves in the creek.
-At 1.00 pm we moved off behind Jim, delicately at first through the stinging nettle, followed by some hesitation in mounting a steep bank and then with heads down for the slog up the ridge to Mount Berry. About halfway, a metre or two of goanna clung to a tree trunk watching us cross its domain. Barry was up in one hour and the rest ofus were strung out over the next 45 minutes. Joy came up at the rear to tell Jim that there was no one else' to comet The ridge had similar characteristics to the one we liad descended, except that it was a little shorter and the height from bottom to top about 200 metres less.
+Between 5.00 pm and a quarter after, the party walked up the last few metres of track on to the carpark, with Jim having fallen back to the rear to check everyone off the course. Off to the side, Kanangra Deep was long in shadow, while Kanangra Walls lay golden in the setting sun. However foot weary, I think all members of the party would have felt the afterglow of a good walk, well led.
-A breather atop Mount Berry until 3.00 pm and then we were in harness for
--
+=====1981 Federation Ball.=====
-the home run. The southerly breeze which had cooled us on the climb up the
-ridge from the creek dropped away and the warmth of the sun was all too apparent, until we moved away from Crafts "Wall after a short break and felt the return
+by Barbara Bruce.
-of the cool wind- John was so concerned about the likely ill-effects of the turbulence that he was prompted to put' a pullover for the walk from Mount
-Brennan to the carpark2 Kathy put her laag pants on; and, from memory, the,
+Twenty S.B.W. members attended this year - how the "personal touch" makes a difference!!
-others soldiered on as is.
-Page	THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER	October, 1981.
+After the last Ball there was a survey to find out what exactly people expected of the F.B.W. Ball. As a result, this year Ashfield Town Hall was set up in such a way there was more room for dancing; a band provided the music (free!!), with occasional taped music; there were mostly country dances - many of which were new to us; and we had the usual raffles and spot prizes.
-Between 5.00 pm and a quarter after, the party walked up the last few Metres of track on to the carpark, with Jim having fallen back to the rear to Check everyone off the course. 'Off to the side, Kanangra:Deep was long in shadow, while Kanangra Walls lay golden in the setting	.However foot weary, I think all members of the party would have felt :the afterglow of a good walk, well led.
-* * * * * * * * * * * * *
- FEDERATION BALL.	by Barbara Bruce.
-Twenty S.B.W. members attended this year - how the "personal touch" makes a differencel!II
-After the last Ball there was a survey to find out what exactly people expected of the F.B.W. Ball. As a result, this year Ashfield Town Hall was set up in such a way there was more room for dancing; a band provided the music (FREE1:1), with occasional taped music; there were mostly country dances - many of lialich were new to us; and we had the usual raffles and spot prizes.
 Quite a few clubs were represented, with even the Northern Rivers B.W. Club having a contingent come down by bus especially.
-It is symptomatic, I suppose, that when you get a group of bushwalkers out to enjoy themselves together, they have a thoroughly good time. Such has been the case in previous years and such was the case again on 6/10/81, even if the dance music didn't commence until an hour and a half late:
+It is symptomatic, I suppose, that when you get a group of bushwalkers out to enjoy themselves together, they have a thoroughly good time. Such has been the case in previous years and such was the case again on 6/10/81, even if the dance music didn't commence until an hour and a half late!
 Gordon Lee, the Ball convenor, for the second consecutive year, organised it all with his usual boundless enthusiasm for which he deserves many thanks.
-	=ID
-SOCIAL NOTES FOR NOVEMBER.	by Peter Miller.
+=====Social Notes For November.=====
-th November - Bushwalking in Queensland. Dot Butler - slides.
-,
+by Peter Miller.
-Dot will show slides of her trip to the Cape York Pensnsular earlier
-this year. Dot will accompany the
+====18th November====
-of the places she visited.
-DINNER before the meeting will 270 Pacific Highway, Crow's Nest at
+Bushwalking in Queensland. Dot Butler - slides.
-th November -.Films.
-We will be showing films on safety, the environment, orienteering and leisure by Bruce Petty. The films are made available by the Department of
+Dot will show slides of her trip to the Cape York Peninsular earlier this year. Dot will accompany the slides with her excellent descriptions of the places she visited.
-Sport and. Recreation and should be	interesting.
-'WEDDING CONGRATULATIONS - TO
+Dinner before the meeting will be held at Chehades Lebanese Restaurant, 270 Pacific Highway, Crow's Nest at 6.30 pm.
+====25th November====
+Films.
+We will be showing films on safety, the environment, orienteering and leisure by Bruce Petty. The films are made available by the Department of Sport and Recreation and should be	interesting.
+====Wedding Congratulations - to:====
 Victor Lewin and Rowena Evans
-David Ingram,-(jun.) and Sue utters
-XXXXXXXXXX
-slides with her excellent descriptions
-be held at Chehades Lebanese Restaurant, 6.30 pm.
-I	BUSHWALKERS
-ILightweight Tents  Sleeping Bags  Rucksacks  Climbing & Caving Gear  Maps  Clothing  Boots
-	Food. 1
-CAMPING EQUIPMENT Large Tents  Stoves  Lamps - Folding Furniture.
-DISTRIBUTORS OF:
-Paddymade  Karrimor  Berghaus  Hallmark  Bergans  Caribee  Fairydown  Silva  Primus  Companion  and all leading brands.
-Proprietors: Jack Et Nancy Fox- Sales Manager- David Fok"
+David Ingram (jun.) and Sue Butters
-EASTVVOOD CANVAS GOODS & CAMPING SUPPLIES 3 Trtflawney St Eastwood NSW 2122 Phone. SbI3 2775
-Rowe-Sfreet
+=====Why I don't Go Bushwalking - In New Zealand.=====
-Rutledge Street
-Page 9	THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER	October", 1981.
-WHY I DON'T GO BUSHWALKING -
-L\T'NEW -ZEALAND:-
 by Frank Rigby.
-In thirty years of bushwalking I have never implanted a walking boot on New Zealand soil. "Ignorant Ockeri" I can hear you saying. Well, at least do me the courtesy of hearing my arguments first. Actually, I've been to N.Z. only once, and that for a ski-ing holiday when the "guaranteed powder
-snow from May to October" atlft."1-utt turned into a field of rough diamonds
+In thirty years of bushwalking I have never implanted a walking boot on New Zealand soil. "Ignorant Ocker!" I can hear you saying. Well, at least do me the courtesy of hearing my arguments first. Actually, I've been to N.Z. only once, and that for a ski-ing holiday when the "guaranteed powder snow from May to October" at Mt. Hutt turned into a field of rough diamonds after three days of rain! This experience only served to harden my prejudices against the country, all of which were gained at least second or third hand and therefore thoroughly reliable.
-after three days of rain: This experience only served to harden my prejudices against the country, all of which were gained at least second or third han4 and therefore thoroughly reliable.
-First of all, the Kiwis don't even call our recreation "bushwalking",' perhaps because we Aussies invented the word. You must say "tramping" when you cross the Tasman, but the only image that tramping brings to my mind is one of tramps. Understandably, I've no inclination to become a tramp.
+First of all, the Kiwis don't even call our recreation "bushwalking", perhaps because we Aussies invented the word. You must say "tramping" when you cross the Tasman, but the only image that tramping brings to my mind is one of tramps. Understandably, I've no inclination to become a tramp.
-Then there is the climate, or what passes for a climate in that suspiciously green, green land. Sure it's true that the once-a--century draught makes the outdoors almost tolerable. But, believe me, judging from the stories I've heard from returning Aussies, they went in the other ninety-nine years: "It didn't stop raining for three weeks"; "I didn't see the mountains at all - perhaps they're a myth"; "We were confined in a snow cave for nine days" and so on. Oh yes, you Kiwiphiles, you can't deny it. No wonder their Kiwi Jackets and wool shirts are so famous - just look at the superb research
-facilities:
+Then there is the climate, or what passes for a climate in that suspiciously green, green land. Sure it's true that the once-a-century drought makes the outdoors almost tolerable. But, believe me, judging from the stories I've heard from returning Aussies, they went in the other ninety-nine years: "It didn't stop raining for three weeks"; "I didn't see the mountains at all - perhaps they're a myth"; "We were confined in a snow cave for nine days" and so on. Oh yes, you Kiwiphiles, you can't deny it. No wonder their Kiwi Jackets and wool shirts are so famous - just look at the superb research facilities!
-Because of the climate the rivers are reputed to be almost unfordable,- raging torrents of glacier milk that will either drown you or freeze you solid. Apparently the trampers form human chains and it is usual to sacrifice one or two members of the party at each crossing. Contrast them with our gentle: streams where you can keep your feet dry and still have an optional swim in the pools.
-Then there is, allegedly, a remarkable creature with the improbable name of "kea". It is supposed to be a bird, but judging from the accounts One hears (and they are legion) it may well be a devil-devil. Undoubtedly,
+Because of the climate the rivers are reputed to be almost unfordable, raging torrents of glacier milk that will either drown you or freeze you solid. Apparently the trampers form human chains and it is usual to sacrifice one or two members of the party at each crossing. Contrast them with our gentle streams where you can keep your feet dry and still have an optional swim in the pools.
-it i the scourge of all trampers in Kiwi-land. It will thieve anything from an expensive camera to an irreplaceable boot and make off with the loot, squawking in triumphant glee. The keas will peck holes in your new snow- tent and gobble up all your food. I ask you, can you possibly win when this
-mischievous tormenter has wings and you don't?
+Then there is, allegedly, a remarkable creature with the improbable name of "kea". It is supposed to be a bird, but judging from the accounts one hears (and they are legion) it may well be a devil-devil. Undoubtedly, it is the scourge of all trampers in Kiwi-land. It will thieve anything from an expensive camera to an irreplaceable boot and make off with the loot, squawking in triumphant glee. The keas will peck holes in your new snow- tent and gobble up all your food. I ask you, can you possibly win when this mischievous tormenter has wings and you don't?
-But the keas, it seems, are almost lovable by comparison with the
-notorious N.Z. sandflies. Myriads of these nasty, vindictive little horrors
+But the keas, it seems, are almost lovable by comparison with the notorious N.Z. sandflies. Myriads of these nasty, vindictive little horrors have driven many an Aussie half-crazy. "Give me the March flies of the Snowy Mountains anytime" I have heard them cry. "Stay above the treeline" is, apparently, the standard advice - I'm not sure though how one stays alive while reaching said treeline. Any advice? Alternatively, it is possible to barricade oneself in a hut, where one will probably be driven, anyway, by the climate.
-have driven many an Aussie half-crazy. "Give me the March flies of the Snowy Mountains anytime" I have heard them cry. "Stay above the treelin0 Is, apparently, the standard advice - I'm not sure though how one stays alive while reaching said treeline. Any advice? Alternatively, it is possible to barricade oneself in a hut, where one will probably be driven, anyway, by the climate.
-Talking of huts reminds me of a song we usedto sing around the campfire. It was introduced to we Aussies by the Kiwis themselves-so-it must be true.
+Talking of huts reminds me of a song we used to sing around the campfire. It was introduced to we Aussies by the Kiwis themselves so it must be true.
-Page 10	TEE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER	October, 1981.
-	a.
 The lines that stick in my memory go something like this:
-"I've had-e,	.
-Of trips where the. -hut s r - full 2
+"I've had a gutsful\\
-No more double bunking, Double bunking for me."
+Of trips where the huts 'r' full,\\
-The Kiwis don't appear to have songs about beautiful campsites; oh no only songs about huts where double bunking is a way of life:
+No more double bunking,\\
-The pack weights they, carry in N.Z. really daunt me. What the trampers put 1n them to achieve loads of sixty pounds and upwards is a mystery but one assumes that it must be necessary to stay alive. It goes without saying that with that burden on my back, I wouldn't survive the first day.
+Double bunking for me."
-Finally, there is the firewood, or more correctly, the stuff their
-trees are made of. Virtually incombustible, they say, but don't worry, just forget it and pack your chuffa instead. Perhaps "me al' black billy" just
+The Kiwis don't appear to have songs about beautiful campsites; oh no, only songs about huts where double bunking is a way of life!
-wouldn't be appreciated in N.Z. If only the Kiwis would clear-fell their,
-native forests and replant the whole country with eucalypts we might even accept them as our seventh state:
+The pack weights they carry in N.Z. really daunt me. What the trampers put in them to achieve loads of sixty pounds and upwards is a mystery but one assumes that it must be necessary to stay alive. It goes without saying that with that burden on my back, I wouldn't survive the first day.
-Well, there it is, folks - scenery that can't be seen, toes that turn to webbed feet, rivers of death, misery-making wildlife, sardine tin huts,
-packs that grind you into the glaciers and firewood that isn't. Please don't let me put you off but
+Finally, there is the firewood, or more correctly, the stuff their trees are made of. Virtually incombustible, they say, but don't worry, just forget it and pack your chuffa instead. Perhaps "me ol' black billy" just wouldn't be appreciated in N.Z. If only the Kiwis would clear-fell their native forests and replant the whole country with eucalypts we might even accept them as our seventh state!
-Because "The Sydney Bushwalker" is a famous magazine with world-wide circulation, I suppose this article will be widely read in New Zealand. I
-am therefore expecting to see shortly .a retaliatory piece in the "Tararua Tramper", or similar, entitled "Why I Don't Go Tramping - - in Australia".
+Well, there it is, folks - scenery that can't be seen, toes that turn to webbed feet, rivers of death, misery-making wildlife, sardine tin huts, packs that grind you into the glaciers and firewood that isn't. Please don't let me put you off but...
+Because "The Sydney Bushwalker" is a famous magazine with world-wide circulation, I suppose this article will be widely read in New Zealand. I am therefore expecting to see shortly a retaliatory piece in the "Tararua Tramper", or similar, entitled "Why I __Don't__ Go Tramping - - in Australia".
 Come to think of it, I could even cop a blast or two from the local Kiwis and the Aussies who have dared to enjoy these tiny islands off our south-east coast. Hostile letters to the Editor, angry articles in rebuttal and downright libel will be dealt with promptly after I've consulted my solicitor.
-Perhaps, after all, I ought to take a tramp up the Mitukituki Valley or womewhere next summer just to confirm my prejudices. Any starters?
-* * 4 * * * * * * * * * *
+Perhaps, after all, I ought to take a tramp up the Mitukituki Valley or somewhere next summer just to confirm my prejudices. Any starters?
-HOUSE/CAR SWOP IN NEW ZEALLED.
-Bill Gamble has received a letter from a walking acquaintance in New Zealand, asking if he knows of anyone interested in swopping hcmes and cars for a month commencing 26th December, 1981. If any Club members (despite . the above article) are contemplating a North Island holiday soon, John and Dawn Barker may be good people to contact. Their address:-
+=====House/Car Swop In New Zealand.=====
+Bill Gamble has received a letter from a walking acquaintance in New Zealand, asking if he knows of anyone interested in swopping homes and cars for a month commencing 26th December, 1981. If any Club members (despite the above article) are contemplating a North Island holiday soon, John and Dawn Barker may be good people to contact. Their address:-
 J..A. Barker, Chartered Accountant, P.O. Box 2309, Auckland 1, New Zealand. Telephones (in N.Z.): 793'902 (bus.), 466 411 (home).
-And who said boots were mandatory in the N.Z. mountains, with this
-recollection of John by Bill: "Looking back downhill, I saw this bloke in
+And who said boots were mandatory in the N.Z. mountains, with this recollection of John by Bill: "Looking back downhill, I saw this bloke in sandshoes, no socks, jogging uphill and then proceeding to kick his way across a steep slope of packed snow." Ouch! (Mt.Hart, Milford Track, March 1976)
-sandshoes, no socks, jogging uphill and then proceeding to kick his way across a steep slope of packed snow." Ouch: (Mt.Hart, Milford Track, March 1976)
-Page 11	THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER	October, 1981.
 LETTER TO THE EDITOR	from Tom Herbert.
 Dear