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A monthly bUlletin of matters of interest to The Sydney Bush Walkers, Box 4476 G.P.O. Sydney, 2001. Club meetings are held every Wednesday evening from 7.30 'pm at the Cahill Community Centre (Upper Hall), 34 Falcon Street, Crow's Nest | A monthly bUlletin of matters of interest to The Sydney Bush Walkers, Box 4476 G.P.O. Sydney, 2001. Club meetings are held every Wednesday evening from 7.30 'pm at the Cahill Community Centre (Upper Hall), 34 Falcon Street, Crow's Nest | ||
- | Editor: Evelyn Walker, 158 Evans Street, Rozelle, 2039. Telephone 827-3695.\\ | + | |Editor:| Evelyn Walker, 158 Evans Street, Rozelle, 2039. Telephone 827-3695.\\ |
- | Business | + | |Business |
- | Production Manager: Helen Gray.\\ | + | |Production Manager:| Helen Gray.\\ |
- | Typist: Kath Brown.\\ | + | |Typist:| Kath Brown.\\ |
- | Duplicator Operator: | + | |Duplicator Operator:|Phil Butt.\\ |
==== January 1984 ==== | ==== January 1984 ==== | ||
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+ | |Wallowing at Wyanbene | ||
+ | |Poem - Reproduced by permission from "The Quiet Land" | ||
+ | |Tigers Not Extinct | ||
+ | |It Turned Out Fine Again |Tom Wenman | ||
+ | |Yalwal Instructional | ||
+ | |The Coolana Pyramid | ||
+ | |Eastwood Camping Centre Advertisement | ||
+ | |Meeting Notes - November General Meeting | ||
+ | |Head Due South - Reprint from August 1960 |Carl Doherty | ||
+ | |"Of Ships and Shoes and Sealing Wax...." | ||
+ | |Walking' | ||
+ | |Social Notes for February | ||
- | Wallowing at Wyanbene by Roger Browne and Michelle de Vries Robbe 2\\ | + | ===== WALLOWING AT WYANBENE ===== |
- | Poem - Reproduced by permission from "The Quiet Land" by Peter Dombrovskis and Ellen Miller | + | By Roger Browne and Michelle de Vries Robbe |
- | Tigers Not Extinct | + | |
- | It Turned Out Fine Again Tom Wenman | + | |
- | Yalwal Instructional Diedre Schofield 8\\ | + | |
- | The Coolana Pyramid | + | |
- | Eastwood. Camping Centre Advertisement 10\\ | + | |
- | Meeting Notes - November General Meeting Barry Wallace | + | |
- | Head Due South - Reprint from August 1960 Carl Doherty 12\\ | + | |
- | "Of Ships and Shoes and Sealing Wax...." | + | |
- | Walking' | + | |
- | Social Notes for February | + | |
- | ===== WALLOWING AT WYANBENE. ===== | + | Friday 16th December saw 16 people discovering the Deua National Park. Heavy rain had fallen recently, and we squelched along the track from the car park to our campsite on the Upper Shoalhaven River. " |
- | By Roger Browne and Michelle de Vries Robbe. | + | |
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- | Friday 16th December saw 16 people discovering the Deua National | + | |
The Trip Info Sheet had asked everyone to bring some Christmas decorations, | The Trip Info Sheet had asked everyone to bring some Christmas decorations, | ||
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The park has been scarred by the construction of a large network of fire trails since the map was compiled (1975). The old foot and horse trails appear to have fallen into disuse and we were not able to locate them, even though we crossed their positions on the map-many times. However, one of the fire trails followed our general route for much of the way. The fire trail is 4 km shorter (at 18 km) than the old horse trail, but involved 100 in more climbing (for a total vertical of 900 m). Parts of the fire trail are extremely steep. The last 3 km follows Curmurlee Creek, a delightful mountain stream which feeds the Deua River. At the Deua we found an excellent swimming hole and stopped for a swim and a short (but not hurried) lunch. | The park has been scarred by the construction of a large network of fire trails since the map was compiled (1975). The old foot and horse trails appear to have fallen into disuse and we were not able to locate them, even though we crossed their positions on the map-many times. However, one of the fire trails followed our general route for much of the way. The fire trail is 4 km shorter (at 18 km) than the old horse trail, but involved 100 in more climbing (for a total vertical of 900 m). Parts of the fire trail are extremely steep. The last 3 km follows Curmurlee Creek, a delightful mountain stream which feeds the Deua River. At the Deua we found an excellent swimming hole and stopped for a swim and a short (but not hurried) lunch. | ||
- | The downward trip had taken 3 hours, but the return trip took from 3 to 5 hours, depending on the walker. Fortunately,, the weather was with us - the glorious sun during our swim changed to an overcast sky and the temperature dropped rapidly as we started our walk back. The general opinion was that it was a lovely spot, but with agh and humour was not lacking, in fact Heather' | + | The downward trip had taken 3 hours, but the return trip took from 3 to 5 hours, depending on the walker. Fortunately, |
- | On Sunday morning Bob decided to curtail | + | We regrouped at the campsite. Roger' |
- | table", | + | |
- | behind owing to Snow and George insisting an leading off down side spurs, and their peculiar habit of stopping every now and again to eat waratah seeds. The Mount Cameron track was located after much meandering along the ridge and we overhauled the main party at dusk. | + | |
- | The campsite was in a shallow saddle well sheltered and with no chance of anyone drowning as there was no water within a mile. Rona and Dot devoured their leg of mutton - I do not say devoured without justification. Their method, which is rather unique, consists of ramming a stake through a pre-cooked leg and throwing it in the fire until it gets hot or you get impatient. Having removed it from the fire it is held by the stake and the thin and of the leg and revolved until a section appears which looks hot enough, smells all right or can be torn apart without the nose obstructing the work of devouring | + | The long climb out from the Deua, and the mechanical problems, meant that that it was almost midnight before |
- | The flying start wasn't even a flutter as it was seven before anyone stirred. According to Duncan' | + | ===== POEM ===== |
- | but as all recent footprints had gone that way Snow was quick to take the opportunity' | + | |
- | up with the stockmen again, and it was realised that Helen was away ahead - "still traveling south at a fair turn of speed towards the Lithgow slag heap" | + | |
- | One of the stockmen and a couple of dogs took off to round up Helen, while the others were given correct directions to find Newnes. More barking from the dogs in the timber, more yelling from us and round the hill came Duncan and the Butlers so we waited a little longer. Helen came trotting around the hill. She stumbled up to the group and looking Duncan straight in the face said, "It just goes to prove that you cannot estimate a person' | + | by Ellen Miller |
- | expect a man to have full command of his faculties. At that hour a slight error was permissible" | + | |
- | The order of march was now reversed - the idea being to reach Newnes, bring the cars up and so save Lyndsey the last four miles walk. On Dot's request a member of the Catholic Bushwalkers, who had his car at the tunnel, drove back and brought Lyndsey down to inspect the tunnel after which he drove her out to Bell. We lunched on the valley side of the tunnel and then walked down the railway line until we reached the road leading to the farm. Dot demonstrated her maternal responsibility in an unusual way. From the time we | + | From THE QUIET LAND by Peter Dombrovskis (photos) |
- | left the pine forest she clearly marked our way with large arrows, muttering as she drew them, "You can't trust Duncan, he'd go astray anywhere" | + | Reproduced by permission. |
- | A lift to the pub spared us the last four miles roadbash also and speeded up our move out. With the exception of my car taking a rest on the steepest part of the road out and holding up half a dozen cars, the run to | + | Shadowy places. |
- | Katoomba was uneventful. | + | |
- | *(Note: The "old railway" | + | Mysterious places. |
- | ===== "OF SHIPS AND SHOES AND SEALING WAX " ===== | + | Often full of misty rain. |
- | by Jim Brown. | + | |
+ | Light doesn' | ||
+ | It slips into it like long, slanting fingers,\\ | ||
+ | or filters in a lacy pattern through the tree tops. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Or glistens on patches of wet leaves. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Sometimes, a green light. | ||
+ | |||
+ | And it doesn' | ||
+ | for darkness comes quickly in a rain forest. | ||
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+ | Days seem shorter here than on the open moorland. | ||
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+ | Camping places are difficult to find, for the forest floor\\ | ||
+ | is seldom flat and is littered with fallen trees\\ | ||
+ | and criss-crossed by streams. One sleeps around roots,\\ | ||
+ | or on a hill, or curled like a caterpillar. | ||
+ | |||
+ | And if a fire has to be lit in this rain-sodden\\ | ||
+ | part of the wilderness, and the flames begin to flicker,\\ | ||
+ | the darkness is black, and thick,\\ | ||
+ | and filled with small sounds… | ||
+ | |||
+ | and it is so easy to imagine things. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== TIGERS NOT EXTINCT ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | by Alex Colley | ||
+ | |||
+ | As Gordon Lee has pointed out, the Tigers did some notable walks. The original (1937) Tigers accomplished this, not by walking fast but by starting early and walking steadily all day. There was time to enjoy the bush, take photographs, | ||
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+ | In the early days of the Club very few walks were cancelled and nearly all were completed according to programme, despite the fact that many walks were in little known country and maps often crude. One reason why walks were completed as per schedule was that, in those days, we relied almost exclusively on public transport. Trains and buses had to be caught on time, and having been conveyed to the start by public transport, we had to get back to it. It was difficult to cancel walks and almost impossible to chicken out by short-circuiting a walk, because there were no parked cars to return to. | ||
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+ | Gordon' | ||
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+ | Gordon is wrong an one point. Some of the Tigers have gone- beyond, but many have not. Despite their astronomical age they are neither toothless nor decrepit. They are still bushwalking; | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== IT TURNED OUT FINE AGAIN (OR DON'T TRUST THE WEATHER) ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Being a record of Gordon Lee's walk 2, 3, 4 December\\ | ||
+ | by Tom Wenman | ||
+ | |||
+ | Walk out to Coal Seam Cave on a Friday night? What ever for? However on this occasion it proved to be worthwhile. Mind you, as I stumbled along a slippery muddy path in the darkness, with a fast-fading torch, I did wonder if my journey was really necessary. | ||
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+ | The trip by car to Kanangra had been wet for most of the way and generally a wet weekend had been indicated. It was therefore with some relief to note that it was not raining when we eventually climbed out of our vehicle and began the walk. For the most part the weather held (which was why it seemed a good idea the next morning) and the cave welcomed us with a dry floor and space to remove our wet parkas after the encounters with wet scrub. | ||
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+ | Gordon had led us unerringly through the dark, misty, and moonless night. At the foot of the 'short cut' descent to the cave however, obviously feeling suitably elated he attempted a sort of 'pas de soil' and disappeared with a shout into the darkness. We peered anxiously down as it appeared that Gordon had mistaken the location for his display of exuberance. All was well, however, and his descent had been brief and a four-point landing effected an the path leading to the cave. | ||
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+ | Morning revealed, beneath the overhang of the cave, a wet green panorama of gum trees and shrubs with a mist drifting amongst them. This, with the sound of rain and the dripping water from the overhang suitably dampened ou she drew them, “You can't trust Duncan, he'd go astray anywhere”. Curiosity gaining the upper hand we asked why her interest in Bob. “Well,” answered Dot, constructing a great timber arrow pointing towards the valley, “Rona is with him and I don't want her to miss school tomorrow”. | ||
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+ | A lift to the pub spared us the last four miles roadbash also and speeded up our move out. With the exception of my car taking a rest on the steepest part of the road out and holding up half a dozen cars, the run to Katoomba was uneventful. | ||
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+ | *(Note: The “old railway” mentioned is the line built about 1907 to carry shale oil products from Newnes to the western line at Newnes Junction about 10 miles east of Lithgow. The railway ceased operating in the 1930s, but the formation, including the famous “Glow Worm Tunnel” still exists. J.B.) | ||
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+ | ===== "OF SHIPS AND SHOES AND SEALING WAX" ===== | ||
+ | by Jim Brown | ||
I don't know why I pay so much heed to what Don Matthews says, unless it's because he so often says the same thing I an thinking. Indeed, perhaps, he's the best argument I know for astrology, that notoriously unscientific cult. You see, he was born under the sign of Cancer (20 June - 20 July approx) which is designated by the sign of the Crab, and is presumably a lot better than being a Capricorn (sign of the Goat) or an Aries (the Ram). I mean, where else except in a Crab would you find a gentle, retiring and normally rather shy person who will still get up at a Reunion campfire and cheerfully play the Goat (though NOT a Capricorn)? I don't know the answer to that, because I, too, was born under the sign of the Crab. | I don't know why I pay so much heed to what Don Matthews says, unless it's because he so often says the same thing I an thinking. Indeed, perhaps, he's the best argument I know for astrology, that notoriously unscientific cult. You see, he was born under the sign of Cancer (20 June - 20 July approx) which is designated by the sign of the Crab, and is presumably a lot better than being a Capricorn (sign of the Goat) or an Aries (the Ram). I mean, where else except in a Crab would you find a gentle, retiring and normally rather shy person who will still get up at a Reunion campfire and cheerfully play the Goat (though NOT a Capricorn)? I don't know the answer to that, because I, too, was born under the sign of the Crab. | ||
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Well, you may say, what's all this scribbling in aid of? I have to admit, nothing in particular. After all, I did call it, quoting the Alice in Wonderland nonsense "of ships and shoes and sealing wax.....and cabbages and kings. | Well, you may say, what's all this scribbling in aid of? I have to admit, nothing in particular. After all, I did call it, quoting the Alice in Wonderland nonsense "of ships and shoes and sealing wax.....and cabbages and kings. | ||
- | ===== WALKING' | + | ===== WALKING' |
- | News release from the Premier' | + | News release from the Premier' |
A new activity called " | A new activity called " | ||
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===== SOCIAL NOTES FOR FEBRUARY 1984. ===== | ===== SOCIAL NOTES FOR FEBRUARY 1984. ===== | ||
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by Jo Van Sommers. | by Jo Van Sommers. | ||
- | February 1 - Committee Meeting.\\ | + | |February |
- | 8 - General Meeting.\\ | + | | |8 |General Meeting. |
- | 15 - Members Slide Night. " | + | | |15 |Members Slide Night. " |
- | 22 - Magazine Wrapping Night. An experiment in doing the magazine at the Club night - join the hitherto secret | + | | |22 |Magazine Wrapping Night. An experiment in doing the magazine at the Club night - join the hitherto secret rites - get stuck into the wrapping and labelling. |
- | rites - get stuck into the wrapping and labelling.\\ | + | | |29 |Double Header Slide Night:- Keith Docherty' |
- | 29 - Double Header Slide Night:- Keith Docherty' | + | |
- | ===== LETTER TO THE CLUB FROM THE LANE COVE CUB & SCOUT TROOP. ===== | + | ===== LETTER TO THE CLUB FROM THE LANE COVE CUB & SCOUT TROOP ===== |
I am writing as a concerned parent on behalf of the 1st Lane Cove Cub & Scout Troop to ask whether any of your members would be interested in becoming a Warranted Cub Leader. 1st Lane Cove, the oldest troop in Lane Cove, desperately needs more leaders (we have one but need three) and faces dissolution if none is forthcoming. What the Cubs are missing most at the moment are opportunities for bushwalking and camping. | I am writing as a concerned parent on behalf of the 1st Lane Cove Cub & Scout Troop to ask whether any of your members would be interested in becoming a Warranted Cub Leader. 1st Lane Cove, the oldest troop in Lane Cove, desperately needs more leaders (we have one but need three) and faces dissolution if none is forthcoming. What the Cubs are missing most at the moment are opportunities for bushwalking and camping. | ||
If any of your membership is interested, he/she can contact Club President, Joe Berry, 38 Cope Street, Lane Cove, 428-4820 for further information.\\ | If any of your membership is interested, he/she can contact Club President, Joe Berry, 38 Cope Street, Lane Cove, 428-4820 for further information.\\ | ||
- | Thank you. ANN P. NIXON. | + | Thank you.\\ |
+ | Ann P. Nixon | ||
- | ==== TRIP DATE CHANGE. ==== | + | ==== TRIP DATE CHANGE ==== |
- | Morong Deep trip programmed for 10,11,12 February has been changed to 17,18,19 February. | + | Morong Deep trip programmed for 10,11,12 February has been changed to 17,18,19 February. |
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