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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 | + | 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 |
- | | EDITOR: | Ainslie Morris, 45 AustiivStreet, Lane Cove, 2066. Telephone 428,3178. | | + | | EDITOR: | Ainslie Morris, 45 Austin Street, Lane Cove, 2066. Telephone 428,3178. | |
- | | BUSINESS MANAGER: | Bill Bur'ze, 3 Coral Tree Drive, Carlingford, | + | | BUSINESS MANAGER: | Bill Burke, 3 Coral Tree Drive, Carlingford, |
| PRODUCTION MANAGER: | Helen Gray. | | | PRODUCTION MANAGER: | Helen Gray. | | ||
| TYPIST: | Kath Brown. | | | TYPIST: | Kath Brown. | | ||
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| Winter - Cross-Country Skiing | David Rostron | 2 | | | Winter - Cross-Country Skiing | David Rostron | 2 | | ||
| Oh, Payanna | Peter Harris | 4 | | | Oh, Payanna | Peter Harris | 4 | | ||
- | | The Circus Comes to Bungonia! | Michelle de Vries Robb | 5 | | + | | The Circus Comes to Bungonia! | Michelle de Vries Robbe | 5 | |
| S.B.W. Place Names in the Budawangs | Frank Rigby | 7 | | | S.B.W. Place Names in the Budawangs | Frank Rigby | 7 | | ||
| Easter 1985 - The Deua National Park | Stuart Maxwell | 9 | | | Easter 1985 - The Deua National Park | Stuart Maxwell | 9 | | ||
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by David Rostron. | by David Rostron. | ||
- | With May, one's thoughts begin to turn to the coming winter, and that ultimate of recreations - skiing. I don't know of any activity which provides such adrenalin-pumping enjoyment. The ecstasy of being able to swing down a mountain-side at speed, without any form of mechanical.assistance, can provide some of the greatest " | + | With May, one's thoughts begin to turn to the coming winter, and that ultimate of recreations - skiing. I don't know of any activity which provides such adrenalin-pumping enjoyment. The ecstasy of being able to swing down a mountain-side at speed, without any form of mechanical assistance, can provide some of the greatest " |
Downhill skiing equipment provides great control but the experience does not quite equal that of the freedom associated with cross-country skiing. All this contemplation brings back fond memories of a relaxed four day trip in September, 1984. | Downhill skiing equipment provides great control but the experience does not quite equal that of the freedom associated with cross-country skiing. All this contemplation brings back fond memories of a relaxed four day trip in September, 1984. | ||
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Thursday night found Wendy Lippiat, Wayne Steel, Tom Wenman and I bedding down in Sawyer' | Thursday night found Wendy Lippiat, Wayne Steel, Tom Wenman and I bedding down in Sawyer' | ||
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Friday morning found us climbing the hill out of Kiandra in overcast conditions, with light winds. Good time was made out past Four Mile Creek and along the ridge towards Table Top in variable snow conditions - in other words, breakable crust on the downhill sections in which it was almost impossible to turn. Towards midday the sun came out and the climbing slopes on the traverse of the north side of Table Top became soft. Wendy, Wayne and I on waxless skis had no problems. Tom' | Friday morning found us climbing the hill out of Kiandra in overcast conditions, with light winds. Good time was made out past Four Mile Creek and along the ridge towards Table Top in variable snow conditions - in other words, breakable crust on the downhill sections in which it was almost impossible to turn. Towards midday the sun came out and the climbing slopes on the traverse of the north side of Table Top became soft. Wendy, Wayne and I on waxless skis had no problems. Tom' | ||
- | Past Table Top we headed for Arsenic Ridge and then dropped off the eastern side near Brooks Hut, for a late lunch. Then it was across Happy Jack's River and Plain followed by a compass course for Boobees Hut, which is at the head of a valley running east of the Far Bald Ridge. We were on course following ski tracks in an open valley and were within an estimated 200-300 metres of the hut's position, but it couldn' | + | |
- | of us. It is a dull grey and set amongst tall snowgums. The camouflage effect is perfect. | + | Past Table Top we headed for Arsenic Ridge and then dropped off the eastern side near Brooks Hut, for a late lunch. Then it was across Happy Jack's River and Plain followed by a compass course for Boobees Hut, which is at the head of a valley running east of the Far Bald Ridge. We were on course following ski tracks in an open valley and were within an estimated 200-300 metres of the hut's position, but it couldn' |
There was a solo South Australian skier in residence who obviously appreciated our company. With Tom leading the warblers we had a delightful relaxed evening. Next morning there was again high overcast. The natural destinations were O' | There was a solo South Australian skier in residence who obviously appreciated our company. With Tom leading the warblers we had a delightful relaxed evening. Next morning there was again high overcast. The natural destinations were O' | ||
- | There was no eastern bank - just a steep drop into the river for 200-300 metres. Off came boots and sox for a knee-deep wade in painfully cold water. Again it was not Tom's day. He crossed, and after donning sox and boots discovered his gloves were on a rock on the other side. After his third wade he was in agony with cold feet and he received the | + | |
- | THE SYDNEX:,: | + | There was no eastern bank - just a steep drop into the river for 200-300 metres. Off came boots and sox for a knee-deep wade in painfully cold water. Again it was not Tom's day. He crossed, and after donning sox and boots discovered his gloves were on a rock on the other side. After his third wade he was in agony with cold feet and he received the massage treatment from both male and female. |
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- | IA* | + | Progress to O' |
- | 'massage treatment from both mal He expressed loving gratitude to Wendy whilst Wayne and we e virtually ignored. | + | |
- | Progress to O' | + | We were then exposed to a biting southwester and after climbing in shirts we quickly donned all our spare clothing and parkas. A quick appreciation of the view and then a rapid descent of the bowl, telemarking in new powder snow. The pleasured of wilderness skiing are many but it is difficult to surpass those of carving turns in untracked powder and then stopping and surveying the slope and those tracks. |
- | early in the afternoon and we occupied our time practicing | + | |
- | We were then exposed to a biting southwester and after climbing in shirts we quickly donned all our spare clothing and parkas. A quick appreciation of the view and then a rapid descent of the bowl, telemarking in new powder snow. The pleasured of wilderness skiing are many but | + | For the following day we planned to go to Cesjack' |
- | it is difficult to surpass those of carving turns in untracked powder and then stopping and surveying the slope and those tracks. | + | |
- | For the following day we planned to go to Cesjack' | + | We set off before 7.00 am but after 20 minutes the snow stopped, the cloud lifted and there were patches of blue sky. How weather affects our judgments in the mountains. We then became an indecisive rabble - equivocating for about 5 minutes before heading back past O' |
- | residence. We decided on a 7.00 am departure, hoping to catch them in | + | |
- | bed or at least at breakfast- However, the weather changed at 6.00 am | + | We passed Cesjacks and continued to the top of the Divide, arriving at Janga at 9.15 am. The birds had flown - that early sunshine must have dragged them out of their lethargy. We boiled up for morning tea on the front verandah. By this time it was again overcast and cold. A lone skier, Cora Knudsen, dropped in, also making a social call. He joined us for tea and reminiscing - Cora is a legend in that area. |
- | with low cloud, sleet and snow. It appeared this would continue, and it seemed we should cut short the jaunt and proceed straight back to Kiandra that day. | + | |
- | We set off before 7.00 am but after 20 minutes the snow stopped, the cloud lifted and there were ioatches pf blue sky. How weather affects | + | After leaving a " |
- | our judgments in the mountains. We then became an indecisive rabble - | + | |
- | equivocating for about 5 minutes before heading back past O' | + | |
- | then to Cesjacks. On the run down to the Doubtful River there wasn't a cloud in the sky. | + | |
- | We passed Cesjacks and continued to the top of the Divide, arriving at Janga at 9.15 am. The birds had flown - that early sunshine must have dragged them out of their lethargy. We boiled up for morning tea on the | + | |
- | front verandah. By this time it was again overcast and cold. A lone | + | |
- | skier, Cora Knudsen, dropped in, also making a social call. He joined | + | |
- | us for tea and reminiscing - Cora is a legend in that area. | + | |
- | After leaving a " | + | |
- | road plod and then some skiing brought us back to the foot bridge on course for Brooks Hut. The cloud came down and the last l km to Brooks was almost in whiteout conditions. | + | |
With the wood and water collecting chores completed we settled down at about 4.00 pm for an extended "happy hour" and then the evening meal. Brooks is without doubt the best designed hut in the mountains, with comfortable accommodation for up to 10 on the double Maori platforms. It is about 8' from the platforms to the fireplace. With a large table to one side and an ample number of stools it is really a delight. For four it was almost luxury. | With the wood and water collecting chores completed we settled down at about 4.00 pm for an extended "happy hour" and then the evening meal. Brooks is without doubt the best designed hut in the mountains, with comfortable accommodation for up to 10 on the double Maori platforms. It is about 8' from the platforms to the fireplace. With a large table to one side and an ample number of stools it is really a delight. For four it was almost luxury. | ||
- | The morning was mainl: | + | |
- | and set a rapid pace. In no time we had passed Table Top and were soon | + | The morning was mainly |
- | climbing the last hill from the saddle near Four Mile Hut. We thought about lunch but the cool southerly made most locations unsuitable. | + | |
Then followed a fast, scary descent on limited snow cover to Pollock' | Then followed a fast, scary descent on limited snow cover to Pollock' | ||
- | May, 1985 | + | |
- | Page 3 | + | ===== OH, PAYANNA. |
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- | Page 4 THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER May, 1985 | + | |
- | OH, PAYANNA. | + | |
by Peter Harris' | by Peter Harris' | ||
- | Prelude | + | |
- | Broad mountain peaks the latent sun divides with orange glow | + | __Prelude |
- | Their cols and gaps to slowly melt the ebbing winter snow; | + | |
- | More distant hills a greyish veil of subtle shadowy eve, | + | Broad mountain peaks the latent sun divides with orange glow\\ |
- | Aloft the pits where foaming streams and rivers twist and weave; | + | Their cols and gaps to slowly melt the ebbing winter snow;\\ |
- | Through myrtle, oak and pine and sagging beech, | + | More distant hills a greyish veil of subtle shadowy eve,\\ |
- | In valleys deep which taunt the flickering light to reach | + | Aloft the pits where foaming streams and rivers twist and weave;\\ |
- | Their sunken bowels, | + | Through myrtle, oak and pine and sagging beech,\\ |
- | And waters claw and tear through heat-fused rock | + | In valleys deep which taunt the flickering light to reach\\ |
- | With liquid trowels. | + | Their sunken bowels,\\ |
- | Nearer still the plateau dips to basins filled with rippling blue, Where frothy, wind-whipped lakes and turgid pools cast coloured hue On sculptured ridge which drops from height with peaceful pause, To fall in rocky bluff to murky waters stony shores; | + | And waters claw and tear through heat-fused rock\\ |
- | The battle-scarred and weary armour streaked with valiant pride Of nature' | + | With liquid trowels.\\ |
- | But even jagged crumbling spire cannot defy the awesome power Of nature' | + | |
- | Onward amidst the low and stunted pines which cling to ridges steep The bushman' | + | Nearer still the plateau dips to basins filled with rippling blue, \\ |
- | From shore to shore without the wary need to cast the slightest whim | + | Where frothy, wind-whipped lakes and turgid pools cast coloured hue \\ |
- | On preying man, or on a wicked lurking fox which lies concealed | + | On sculptured ridge which drops from height with peaceful pause, |
- | By cunning driven | + | To fall in rocky bluff to murky waters stony shores; |
- | To take its prize whateler | + | The battle-scarred and weary armour streaked with valiant pride \\ |
- | An islet crushed and crumpled floats as ruined fort on inland sea, Defiant sentinel of darkening eve, a lonely spirit cast free; And broader still the eye beholds a wispy bay bejewelled in stone, Where warrior oak and broken pine cast anchor on a rocky shore alone. | + | Of nature' |
- | Their mossy boughs will bend and quake at every breath of chilly gust, | + | But even jagged crumbling spire cannot defy the awesome power \\ |
- | And not a setting beam nor glow will warm the side where lichens rust | + | Of nature' |
- | Proud nature' | + | |
- | Till cold damp air descends on fated lakelands sleeping towers With certain doom. | + | Onward amidst the low and stunted pines which cling to ridges steep \\ |
- | There in your evening raiment clad with watery bosom upward spread, | + | The bushman' |
- | You rest in peace at close of day in sunlight' | + | Affording scarce the space to serve a wild duck's brood to swim \\ |
- | Of crimson light. | + | From shore to shore without the wary need to cast the slightest whim \\ |
- | Oh, Payanna, how you take your toll and tempt the whim of human soul, | + | On preying man, or on a wicked lurking fox which lies concealed |
- | And lead the wandirer | + | By cunning driven |
- | In torrid flight. | + | To take its prize whate' |
- | But only man with wild urge can sit and watch your water' | + | Through cunning striven. |
- | With destined plight. | + | |
- | Oh, Payanna, you can crush a heart and tear a mellow soul apart, | + | An islet crushed and crumpled floats as ruined fort on inland sea, \\ |
- | And take the time to heal the wound which pitiless you broke and ruin'd For slow repair. | + | Defiant sentinel of darkening eve, a lonely spirit cast free; \\ |
- | Yet in your charm and sombre grace in winter' | + | And broader still the eye beholds a wispy bay bejewelled in stone, |
- | BL.t Payanna, you have lost the fight, at last I've seen the dawning light - - | + | Where warrior oak and broken pine cast anchor on a rocky shore alone. |
+ | Their mossy boughs will bend and quake at every breath of chilly gust, \\ | ||
+ | And not a setting beam nor glow will warm the side where lichens rust \\ | ||
+ | Proud nature' | ||
+ | Till cold damp air descends on fated lakelands sleeping towers | ||
+ | With certain doom. \\ | ||
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+ | There in your evening raiment clad with watery bosom upward spread, | ||
+ | You rest in peace at close of day in sunlight' | ||
+ | Of crimson light. | ||
+ | Oh, Payanna, how you take your toll and tempt the whim of human soul, \\ | ||
+ | And lead the wand' | ||
+ | In torrid flight. | ||
+ | But only man with wild urge can sit and watch your water' | ||
+ | With destined plight. | ||
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+ | Oh, Payanna, you can crush a heart and tear a mellow soul apart, | ||
+ | And take the time to heal the wound which pitiless you broke and ruin' | ||
+ | For slow repair. | ||
+ | Yet in your charm and sombre grace in winter' | ||
+ | You swell the bushman' | ||
+ | And soul is bare. \\ | ||
+ | But Payanna, you have lost the fight, at last I've seen the dawning light | ||
You're ever there! | You're ever there! | ||
- | May, 1985 TH1 SYDN USHWALKER Page 5 | + | |
- | THE CIRCVS | + | ===== THE CIRCUS |
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by Michelle de Vries Rpbbe | by Michelle de Vries Rpbbe | ||
- | Well, here was I only one month back in the Sydney rat race after a year away from it all - and decided to have a weekend out in the bush to have a quiet commune with nature (and a few bushwalkers). So I called Roger Browne and added my name to the list of 18 pelple | + | |
- | Friday night began the festivities, | + | Well, here was I only one month back in the Sydney rat race after a year away from it all - and decided to have a weekend out in the bush to have a quiet commune with nature (and a few bushwalkers). So I called Roger Browne and added my name to the list of 18 people |
- | a good night' | + | |
- | Saturday morning (which seemed to arrive far too soon before the required minimum sleeptime had elapsed) revealed that we had a few more noisy clowns and performers to add to the S.B.W. circus. The tone was | + | Friday night began the festivities, |
- | set for anything but a quiet weekend. | + | |
- | After a very healthy early start, my first " | + | Saturday morning (which seemed to arrive far too soon before the required minimum sleeptime had elapsed) revealed that we had a few more noisy clowns and performers to add to the S.B.W. circus. The tone was set for anything but a quiet weekend. |
- | had been away from the Aussie bush for far too long - I was terrified at | + | |
- | the prospect! (Yes me, and I'm not ashamed to admit it!). To my relief I discovered that I was not alone in my fear, and that a very kind " | + | After a very healthy early start, my first " |
- | us down the slope. (I felt the warm glow of eternal gratitude, but-little did I know how dearly I was going to pay for it later - gentleman indeed!) At the bottom I had a welcome extended lunch break to allow my jellified knees to resolidify while the others went to explore the Blockup on their Mos. | + | |
After lunch there was dissention in the troops, due to cool, cloudy weather, and two parties set off down the river - one on foot, and one on lilos. I was determined that I was going to use my lilo after I had carried it all that way, and even further to go! Naturally the foot party progressed quicker than the lilo party, but I bet we enjoyed it more, even though the others had great spectator value from watching us negotiating the " | After lunch there was dissention in the troops, due to cool, cloudy weather, and two parties set off down the river - one on foot, and one on lilos. I was determined that I was going to use my lilo after I had carried it all that way, and even further to go! Naturally the foot party progressed quicker than the lilo party, but I bet we enjoyed it more, even though the others had great spectator value from watching us negotiating the " | ||
- | We arrived at the campsite to find that Peter MIller had done a wonderful job of selecting the slope with the smallest gradient - and had built a fabulous campfire, which made him an instant (though temporary) hero with the thoroughly wet lilo party. However we discovered that there was no need to bother with the hero bit, as Peter was not meant to be 'a silent martyr | + | |
- | had gone into making that fire by declaring in a loud voice (or normal voice for Peter) that he was "not going to make a song and dance about | + | We arrived at the campsite to find that Peter MIller had done a wonderful job of selecting the slope with the smallest gradient - and had built a fabulous campfire, which made him an instant (though temporary) hero with the thoroughly wet lilo party. However we discovered that there was no need to bother with the hero bit, as Peter was not meant to be a silent martyr..... He let us know loud and clear how much effort had gone into making that fire by declaring in a loud voice (or normal voice for Peter) that he was "not going to make a song and dance about making the fire but..... " (I am sure that those who know Peter will not require further elaboration, |
- | making the fire but " (I am sure that those who know Peter will not require further elaboration, | + | |
Saturday night was a continuation of the S.B.W. circus which had been in progress all weekend - but I won't bore you with the details of endless banter, dirty (and a few clean) jokes and a huge bonfire to end all bonfires! | Saturday night was a continuation of the S.B.W. circus which had been in progress all weekend - but I won't bore you with the details of endless banter, dirty (and a few clean) jokes and a huge bonfire to end all bonfires! | ||
- | Page 6 THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER May, 1985 | + | |
- | Sunday morning showed up the fit walkers - they were the ones that were not hobbling around! The rest of us had EXTREMELY stiff thigh muscles from the fly-crawl down the slopes (cliffs?) and sore shoulder muscles from paddling our lilos. For most, the lilos seemed a more | + | Sunday morning showed up the fit walkers - they were the ones that were not hobbling around! The rest of us had EXTREMELY stiff thigh muscles from the fly-crawl down the slopes (cliffs?) and sore shoulder muscles from paddling our lilos. For most, the lilos seemed a more attractive option to walking, as we could delay having to use our legs for another hour or so. It was great to have such versatile options! (One gold star to the leader!) |
- | attractive option to walking, as we could delay having to use our legs for | + | |
- | another hour or so. It was great to have such versatile options! (One | + | Just as the Bungonia Creek junction came into sight (which meant the end of the liloing) a strange sadistic urge overcame our leader. He decided to pull out the plug in my lilo so as to allow me to sit lower in the water Naturally, I obliged with the appropriate reaction of yelling and screaming in protest - which somehow resulted in Don Finch and Matthew Walton joining the fray. The weird part about it all is that Roger' |
- | gold star to the leader!) | + | |
- | Just as the Bungonia Creek junction came into sight (which meant the end of the liloing) a strange sadistic urge overcame our leader. He decided to pull out the plug in my lilo so as to allow me to sit lower in the water Naturally, I obliged with the appropriate reaction of | + | |
- | yelling and screaming in protest - which somehow resulted in Don Finch and Matthew Walton joining the fray. The weird part about it all is that Roger' | + | |
- | leader' | + | |
- | lovely warm fire when we emerged from the water - which reinforced the advantages of being in the slower party of a bushwalk! | + | |
Once dry, we reluctantly hobbled up (well, some us were hobbling for a while until we loosened up) the creek to Bungonia Gorge and oohed and aahed at how magnificent it is while we had lunch. It is amazing how suddenly bushwalkers get generous about sharing their food before the prospect of a long, steep walk UP! | Once dry, we reluctantly hobbled up (well, some us were hobbling for a while until we loosened up) the creek to Bungonia Gorge and oohed and aahed at how magnificent it is while we had lunch. It is amazing how suddenly bushwalkers get generous about sharing their food before the prospect of a long, steep walk UP! | ||
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As we set off to ascend (a fancy word for a fly-crawl up - to me, anyway) Sod's law prevailed, and the sun broke out from behind the clouds that had been around all weekend and allowed us to work up a decent sweat as we laboured up the hill. We were greeted at the two-thirds mark with a piece of watermelon from Roger - boy, I had to reinstate the leader' | As we set off to ascend (a fancy word for a fly-crawl up - to me, anyway) Sod's law prevailed, and the sun broke out from behind the clouds that had been around all weekend and allowed us to work up a decent sweat as we laboured up the hill. We were greeted at the two-thirds mark with a piece of watermelon from Roger - boy, I had to reinstate the leader' | ||
- | Just as we were to set off on our last third of the " | + | |
- | my way. He then insisted on walking behind me on the pretext of wanting to admire my legs (which I fell for again - who says flattery will get you | + | Just as we were to set off on our last third of the " |
- | nowhere?). This did mystify me as there were a few pairs of legs that | + | wonderful to get to the end of the slogging, and know that the cars were a mere walk away, so I opened my pack in search of my car keys. To my amazement, there was a ROCK in there! Well, the mystery was revealed, and I just couldn' |
- | were far superior to mine (no names mentioned - find out for yourselves). | + | |
- | However, all was revealed when we reached the top of the " | + | Later that night, in the local Mittagong chinese, it was suggested that I write to the Committee and complain about the " |
- | wonderful to get to the end of the slogging, and know that the cars were a mere walk away, so I opened my pack in search of my car keys. To my | + | |
- | amazement, there was a ROCK in there! Well, the mystery was revealed, | + | Well, Roger, that was a memorable walk, I didn't have one muscle left that didn't ache for days afterwards! It was also memorable in that I haven' |
- | and I just couldn' | + | |
- | my lungs - I hope Don at least went home with earache! (I will admit now that underneath it all I felt rather proud that I had carried a rock up that hill, and not noticed). | + | ===== S.B.W. Place Names in the Budawangs ===== |
- | Later that night, in the local Mittagong chinese, it was suggested that I write to the Committee and complain about the " | + | Frank Rigby |
- | Well, Roger, that was a memorable walk, I didn't have one muscle left that didn't ache for days afterwards! It was also memorable in that I | + | |
- | haven' | + | This article refers to certain place names, both Past and present, which were given to features in the Budawangs by the late Ken Angel, a former member of S.B.W., in the 1950s. I do know something about the origins of these names but I am not, by any means, an authority on the subject. If any readers can contribute further information, |
- | but revenge will be sweet in my own time Actually, I thoroughly enjoyed myself, and I know we all did. The leader deserves another gold | + | |
- | star for organising such a wonderful weekend circus. Thanks to all!!! | + | Ken Angel, as well as being a bushwalker, was also a professional |
- | This article refers to certain place names, both Past and present, which were given to features in the Budawangs by the late Ken Angel, a former member of S.B.W., in the 1950s. I do know something about the origins of these names but I am not, by any means, an authority on the subject. If any readers can contribute further information, | + | |
- | perhaps corrections, | + | I knew Ken in the fifties and walked with him on several occasions. I remember him as a pleasant young man who seemed determined to spread a few names (albeit sometimes contrived, e.g. the composite names) of his walking friends across his maps. Let's have a look at these place names. |
- | Ken Angel, as well as being a bushwalke:7, was also a prgfeasional | + | |
- | since official maps, to the best of my knowledge, did not exist. (Nor' | + | __BYANGEE |
- | did the C.M.W. Budawang Range map, first published in 1960.) Ken died | + | |
- | in or about 1981. | + | __MT. RENWICK__ |
- | I knew Ken in the fifties and walked with him on several occasions., I remember him as a pleasant young man who seemed determined to spread a few names (albeit sometimes contrived, e.g. the composite names) of his walking friends across his maps. Let's have a look at these place | + | |
- | names. | + | __MT. ROSWAINE__ |
- | BYANGEE | + | |
- | was right. Some of his names have been abandoned but Byangee looks set | + | __MT. PATAIRD__ |
- | to stay. It is interesting to note that JUNE'S RIDGE and BYATT' | + | |
- | also appear on his March, 1952 map. | + | __MT. FLETCHER__ |
- | MT. RENWICK | + | |
- | of Mt. Owen is NOT named after-Owen Marks. | + | __ANGEL |
- | MT. ROSWAINE | + | |
- | Swain (now Armstrong? | + | A few other names on the sketch.maps look suspiciously like his work but I cannot throw any light on their origins. They are JOANEMLA WALLS, BETHOM HEAD and MT. STEVARD. |
- | MT. PATAIRD | + | |
- | and the Aird sisters were all active and well-known S.B.W. members in the | + | |
- | fifties. Of all these people, only Grace Aird (now Wagg) currently | + | |
- | belongs to S.B.W. Keith and Yvonne Renwick apparently still live in | + | |
- | Sydney, as do Ross Laird and Jean Aird (now Wilson). Betty Swain (now | + | |
- | Armstrong?) and Pat Sullivan (now Wood) live in New Zealand. I have no | + | |
- | knowledge of June Byatt. | + | |
- | MT. FLETCHER | + | |
- | the Kameruka Club at that time. | + | |
- | ANGEL CREEK and ANGEL' | + | |
- | A few other names on the sketch.maps look suspiciouslylike | + | |
- | Page 8 THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER May, 1985 | + | |
Which names you will actually find on the map you use depends on what you have. The earlier C.M.W. sketch maps of the Budawangs bore Angel' | Which names you will actually find on the map you use depends on what you have. The earlier C.M.W. sketch maps of the Budawangs bore Angel' | ||
- | In " | + | |
- | with Ken Angel, local identities, and the further gathering of historical information, | + | In " |
It would appear that sometime after 1967 many of Ken Angel' | It would appear that sometime after 1967 many of Ken Angel' | ||
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It seems likely that, in the fifties, Ken Angel was unaware of casual, unpublished names such as Owen, Cole, Donjon, Shrouded Gods and Crooked when he tried to immortalise his friends. It was, apparently, only when his names showed up on various maps that the claims of others (with historical precedent) saw the light of day. | It seems likely that, in the fifties, Ken Angel was unaware of casual, unpublished names such as Owen, Cole, Donjon, Shrouded Gods and Crooked when he tried to immortalise his friends. It was, apparently, only when his names showed up on various maps that the claims of others (with historical precedent) saw the light of day. | ||
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It's all very strange. | It's all very strange. | ||
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- | CONGRATULATIONS | + | ===== CONGRATULATIONS |
- | to | + | to \\ |
- | Ainslie | + | Ainslie |
Michael Reynolds | Michael Reynolds | ||
- | who are having their wedding on | + | |
- | 5th May at Longueville Reserve. (Another S.B.W. romance! K.B.) | + | who are having their wedding on \\ |
+ | 5th May at Longueville Reserve. | ||
+ | (Another S.B.W. romance! K.B.) \\ | ||
(Ainslie is keeping MORRIS as her surname.) | (Ainslie is keeping MORRIS as her surname.) | ||
- | May, 1985 | + | |
- | Page 9 | + | ===== EASTER |
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- | EASTER | + | |
by Stuart Maxwell. | by Stuart Maxwell. | ||
- | THE PARTY: Don Finch (leader), Jennie Brown, Wendy Allan, Matthew | + | |
- | Walton, Virgil Stephens and Stuart Maxwell. | + | __THE PARTY:__ Don Finch (leader), Jennie Brown, Wendy Aliano, Matthew Walton, Virgil Stephens and Stuart Maxwell. |
Last year's great Deua walk got forty starters. We were only three real bush walkers, two innocent prospectives and me. Why? Was it the 3,000 metres odd of climbing? (Or three other good Easter trips. Ed.) | Last year's great Deua walk got forty starters. We were only three real bush walkers, two innocent prospectives and me. Why? Was it the 3,000 metres odd of climbing? (Or three other good Easter trips. Ed.) | ||
- | Matthew' | + | |
- | C. J. Dennis anthology. | + | Matthew' |
Rendezvous at the hotel revealed no last minute arrivals, and after a pretty drive through erstwhile dairy, now cattle, farms, we arrived at Yang Valley on the Kevin Greigs homestead on Telowar Creek. Our transit aroused only armies of dogs and bulls, and agricultural jokes. The owners seemed to have done the reverse to us and gone to the Big Smoke for company over Easter rather than to the wilds for solitude. | Rendezvous at the hotel revealed no last minute arrivals, and after a pretty drive through erstwhile dairy, now cattle, farms, we arrived at Yang Valley on the Kevin Greigs homestead on Telowar Creek. Our transit aroused only armies of dogs and bulls, and agricultural jokes. The owners seemed to have done the reverse to us and gone to the Big Smoke for company over Easter rather than to the wilds for solitude. | ||
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From this time until noon Monday we neither saw nor heard other people, cars, motorbikes or aeroplanes - a truly beautifully isolated walk. | From this time until noon Monday we neither saw nor heard other people, cars, motorbikes or aeroplanes - a truly beautifully isolated walk. | ||
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Don took his responsibilities seriously, starting navigation lessons at once, and demonstrating that some of us had lost ourselves whilst still in sight of the homestead! However, I did learn of the mysteries of surveyed tracks, real tracks, abandoned tracks, non-existent tracks and new tracks relative to the age of the map. | Don took his responsibilities seriously, starting navigation lessons at once, and demonstrating that some of us had lost ourselves whilst still in sight of the homestead! However, I did learn of the mysteries of surveyed tracks, real tracks, abandoned tracks, non-existent tracks and new tracks relative to the age of the map. | ||
- | Morning tea on the Deua; this gentle, clear, permanent stream, dancing in the strong sunlight under tall river oaks was very different from last year's swollen river. A terrible cry announced Matthew' | + | |
- | exuberant sampling of the waters, a process repeated at every available opportunity. | + | Morning tea on the Deua; this gentle, clear, permanent stream, dancing in the strong sunlight under tall river oaks was very different from last year's swollen river. A terrible cry announced Matthew' |
- | All day we ascended the Deua and Woolla Creek. Suddenly at five, Don announced camp and before the tents were up or the fire lit, the heavens opened. A chillng | + | |
- | deadly funnel-web spider between the sleeping bags. | + | All day we ascended the Deua and Woolla Creek. Suddenly at five, Don announced camp and before the tents were up or the fire lit, the heavens opened. A chilling |
- | Saturday: Off up the hills. About 1,350 m climb all day, the | + | |
- | longest being 450 m. Even so we were not up to Don's ambitions and had | + | __Saturday:__ Off up the hills. About 1,350 m climb all day, the longest being 450 m. Even so we were not up to Don's ambitions and had to cut the day short, leaving out two or three peaks on the southern spur of Mt. Donovan, one of which, a round, rocky, stepped mass was Don's objective for the weekend (Ref. GA 619233 Bendethera). |
- | to cut the day short, leaving out two or three peaks on the southern spur of Mt. Donovan, one of which, a round, rocky, stepped mass was Don's objective for the weekend (Ref. GA 619233 Bendethera). | + | |
- | Lunch was on the flat top of Donovan, with sweeping blue views to the divide and the coastal beaches at Moruya and Tomakin, blue skies and massive cumulus build-up. After an afternoon of slow progress down | + | Lunch was on the flat top of Donovan, with sweeping blue views to the divide and the coastal beaches at Moruya and Tomakin, blue skies and massive cumulus build-up. After an afternoon of slow progress down overgrown hillsides we dived down to Donovan Creek at nightfall. With no time to select a good spot we chose a leech-ridden clearing as it started raining again. |
- | overgrown hillsides we dived down to Donovan Creek at nightfall. With no time to select a good spot we chose a leech-ridden clearing as it started raining again. | + | |
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This time it was not so heavy and the fire was lit for dinner. Matthew, full of go, wanted us to stay up, recite and sing, but by nine he was alone at the fire, and we were contesting sleeping bags and tents with leeches. Feeling one inside my shirt, but too tired to bother, I tried to sleep but it kept tickling my armpit. | This time it was not so heavy and the fire was lit for dinner. Matthew, full of go, wanted us to stay up, recite and sing, but by nine he was alone at the fire, and we were contesting sleeping bags and tents with leeches. Feeling one inside my shirt, but too tired to bother, I tried to sleep but it kept tickling my armpit. | ||
- | Down Donovan and up Burra Creeks in the mOrning; beautiful mountain streams, clear, fast running and not too deep for creek-walking this time though | + | |
- | As an appetiser for lunch we climbed 600 metres to an unnamed point on the Merricumbene fire trail. Since we "could not get lost" the | + | Down Donovan and up Burra Creeks in the morning; beautiful mountain streams, clear, fast running and not too deep for creek-walking this time though |
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- | horrified to 'find - NO FIRE TRAIL. Dayohs seemed to be answered from about five miles away. Soon, however, cool-headed Jenny discovered the completely overgrown trail and all was well. By the time we had done two more climbs to get down again I am afraid S.B.W. had lost another prospective, | + | As an appetiser for lunch we climbed 600 metres to an unnamed point on the Merricumbene fire trail. Since we "could not get lost" the " |
Fortunately Matthew had been sent ahead. He roared down the mountain like a wild goat, chased by a kangaroo-hopping Don trying to prove something - a limp next day? He went on to the Deua and when the rest of us arrived after dark he welcomed us with a magnificent fire. Swims in the dark for enthusiasts, | Fortunately Matthew had been sent ahead. He roared down the mountain like a wild goat, chased by a kangaroo-hopping Don trying to prove something - a limp next day? He went on to the Deua and when the rest of us arrived after dark he welcomed us with a magnificent fire. Swims in the dark for enthusiasts, | ||
- | On Monday an Arcadian walk back along the river on grass through | + | |
- | open woodland. Many pretty river crossings and picture-book river views, indigo reflections in the pools and rippling runs. Fast walking encouraged singing and Wendy showed us that she should have been in operetta. | + | On Monday an Arcadian walk back along the river on grass through open woodland. Many pretty river crossings and picture-book river views, indigo reflections in the pools and rippling runs. Fast walking encouraged singing and Wendy showed us that she should have been in operetta. |
- | All morning we reverse-tracked two horses on an Easter safari from Moruya: 150 miles! At Woolla three motorcross kids and six four-wheel | + | |
- | drives in convoy overtook us; they had been fishing up river. As Vernon Davies, who settled the property in 1932, said, "The place is opening | + | All morning we reverse-tracked two horses on an Easter safari from Moruya: 150 miles! At Woolla three motorcross kids and six four-wheel drives in convoy overtook us; they had been fishing up river. As Vernon Davies, who settled the property in 1932, said, "The place is opening up." More's the pity. |
- | up." More's the pity. | + | |
- | ,Back to the cars just in time to avoid another thunder storm, dine and catch the traffic' | + | Back to the cars just in time to avoid another thunder storm, dine and catch the traffic jam about 10 km from Marulan. A great weekend and a lovely bit of bush. |
- | BUSHWALKERS | + | |
- | Lightweight Tents Sleeping Bags Rucksacks | + | ===== A VALLEY IN MIND. ===== |
- | CAMPING EQUIPMENT Large Tents Stoves | + | by Bin gaible. |
- | 1DISTRIBUTORS OF: | + | |
- | Paddymade | + | |
- | Proprietors: | + | |
- | EASTWOOD CANVAS GOODS & CAMPING SUPPLIES 3 TreIawney St Eastwood NSW 2122 Phone: 858 2775 | + | |
- | Rutledge Street | + | |
- | Rowe Street | + | |
- | Page 12 THE SYDNEY BUSHWALKER May, 1985 | + | |
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- | A VALLEY IN MIND.. by Bin gaible. | + | |
On a fine, clear day in January, 1981, the Air New Zealand flight t ,Sydney took off from Wellington Airport into a southerly breeze; As the aircraft climbed out over Cook Strait and turned west it flew close tO Nelson Lakes National Park; so close, in fact, that I could see the | On a fine, clear day in January, 1981, the Air New Zealand flight t ,Sydney took off from Wellington Airport into a southerly breeze; As the aircraft climbed out over Cook Strait and turned west it flew close tO Nelson Lakes National Park; so close, in fact, that I could see the | ||
- | Travers Valley clearly amid the mountains and lakes. And on that summer afternoon memories of walking in the area flo(Jded back as the | + | Travers Valley clearly amid the mountains and lakes. And on that summer afternoon memories of walking in the area flo(Jded back as the , |
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- | 'face to the cabin window, not wanting to miss anything. I was also a | + | The New Zealand mountains, particularly tho'se in the South Island, are punctuated with fine valleys for walking anei the Travers is one of them. Its recollection evokes a wistfulness for what I left behind bc,v coming to live in Sydney (for those members wh.(..) do not know me, I am a New Zealander by birth and grew, up and lived ill Wellington for 28 years before coming to Sydney about 16 years ago): |
- | little sad that one of my favourite mountain valleys was so near and yet so far away. | + | |
- | 'The New Zealand mountains, particularly tho'se in the South Island, are punctuated with fine valleys for walking anei the Travers is one of them. Its recollection evokes a wistfulness for what I left behind bc,v coming to live in Sydney (for those members wh.(..) do not know me, I am a New Zealander by birth and grew, up and lived ill Wellington for 28 years before coming to Sydney about 16 years ago): | + | The Travers is not isolated. In fact it must be one of the most accessible valleys in any of that country' |
- | The Travers is not isolated. In fact it must be one of the most | + | |
- | accessible valleys in any of that country' | + | __Beeches |
- | track after 2i hours walking or by boat iri much less time. There are | + | To me, the Travers is an encapmilation of what a mountain valley should be like. The floor is flat, and broad at its mouth, and through the grassy, open gound meanders thaa Travers River, allowing most of the time reasonable fords when commencing a walk up the centre of the valley. The beech-covered slopes climb steeply away on both sides and in turn yiead to snow grass and then rock, with seasonal snow and ice in the high basinv and on peaks 3-5000' |
- | other routes. The valley offers excellent access to side valleys and | + | |
- | basins as well as to the ridges and climbing peaks like Kehu (7250' | + | For the headwaters of the Travers River it is necessary to scramble up a rock-strewn gully into a cirque of peaks and sharp ridges around twin tarns. The tarns may be gained from Travers Saddle but that is not quite the same as following the river to its source. The place is seldom visited and if the snow is deep and the day fine and calm, one should find a : |
- | Travers (7671' | + | |
- | saddles and passes provide good access 'Go adjacent watersheds, of which Travers Saddle would be the most, frequemtly used to give access to the | + | __Up to the Tarns.__ \\ |
- | Sabine Valley and beyond. But more titian this, the Travers offers much in | + | In 1979, in fine weather and fresh snow, I found just that and wrote: "My intention was to spend the morning |
- | its own right and is equally excellent as a base (using the well-maintained huts or tenting) for day walks in superb surroundings. | + | lunch. In the drisp, still and brilliantly clear weather, I sat on the large boulder alongside the park sign which points to the saddle and thought a little more about what I was going to do this morning. It would have been easy to have found a slab of rock, stretched out in the sun and alternated between looking at the mountains and dozing. My inclination was to keep moving so I walked across the slope towards the head of the valley, more or less keeping parallel to the stream which was the beginning of the Travers River. |
- | Beeches | + | |
- | To me, the Travers is an encapmilation of what a mountain valley should be like. The floor is flat, and broad at its mouth, and through the grassy, open gound meanders thaa Travers River, allowing most of the time reasonable fords when commencing a walk up the centre of the valley. The beech-covered slopes climb steeply away on both sides and in turn yiead to snow grass and then rock, with seasonal snow and ice in the high basinv and on peaks 3-5000' | + | "In front of me the slope steepened to about 450 and ,I lapsed into the steady rhythm of plodding |
- | steady and so is the reduction !Ln its width. Squeezed by the sides of the valley, the flats eventually peter out amid the cascading river, the | + | |
- | forest cover crowding its banks and the steep side ridges and spurs. In the same way as for the valley sides at the delta the forest stops suddenly and the tussocky snow grass begins. The head of the valley comprises flats With a short walk to a large upper basin with its amphitheatre of peaks dominated by Kehu (7250' | + | "I had not intended to go any higher but the morning was still early and it seemed a good idea to scramble up the gully a little farther to see if the source of the river could be reached. The gully was filled with mostly large rocks and some snow, and picking my way upwards using hands and feet, I soon stood at the head of the gully. Ahead of me was a snow-filled notch and beneath water gurgled. There was a narrow rock ledge on the true left and it came out on a ridge about 30' above. From there on it was an easy walk across rock and snow to the small snow- filled basin and ice-covered tarns which are the headwaters of the Travers River. Rainbow Saddle lay beyond. The snow was fresh from a storm which had cleared two days before, and it crunched underfoot as I wandered quietly around the basin. It was the only sound. When I stopped the silence |
- | For the headwaters of the Travers River it is necessary to scramble up a rock-strewn gully into a cirque of peaks and sharp ridges around twin tarns. The tarns may be gained from Travers Saddle but that is not quite the same as | + | |
- | following the river to its source. The place is seldom visited and if the | + | The Travers will draw me back one day, as it has done before, probably in the autumn when it is quiet and there are few people about. I like it that way. It will be a time to again walk the length of the valley following the river from the lake's edge to the twin tarns below Rainbow Saddle, and to scramble to the tops along its serrated flanks. And there willbe fresh opportunities to go farther into side valleys such as the Arnst and up into the Cupola Basin. |
- | snow is deep and the day fine and calm, one should find a : | + | |
- | solitude well worth the seeking. | + | |
- | Up to the Tarns. | + | |
- | In 1979, in fine weather and fresh snow, I found just that and wrote: | + | |
- | "My intention was to spend the norning | + | |
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- | lunch. In the drisp, still and brilliantly clear weather, I sat on the large boulder alongside the park sign which points to the saddle and | + | |
- | thought a little more about what I was going to do this morning. It would have been easy to have found a slab of rock, stretched out in the sun and alternated between looking at the mountains and dozing. My inclination was to keep moving so I walked across the slope towards the head of the valley, more or less keeping parallel to the stream which was the beginning of the Travers River. | + | |
- | "In front of me the slope steepened to about 450 and ,I lapsed into the steady rhythm of plodding | + | |
- | "I had not intended to go any higher but the morning was still | + | |
- | early and it seemed a good idea to scramble up the gully a little farther to see if the source of the river could be reached. The gully was filled with mostly large rocks and some snow, and picking my way upwards using hands and feet, I soon stood at the head of the gully. Ahead of me was a snow-filled notch and beneath water gurgled. There was a narrow rock ledge on the true left and it came out on a ridge about 30' above. From there on it was an easy walk across rock and snow to the small snow- filled basin and ice-covered tarns which are the headwaters of the Travers River. Rainbow Saddle lay beyond. The snow was fresh from a storm which had cleared two days before, and it crunched underfoot as I wandered quietly around the basin. It was the only sound. When I stopped the silence | + | |
- | The Travers will draw me back one day, as it has done before, | + | |
- | probably in the autumn when it is quiet and there are few people about. | + | |
- | I like it that way. It will be a time to again walk the length of the valley following the river from the lake's edge to the twin tarns below Rainbow Saddle, and to scramble to the tops along its serrated flanks. And there willbe fresh opportunities to go farther into side valleys such as the Arnst and up into the Cupola Basin. | + | |
When it is time to go "up the Travers" | When it is time to go "up the Travers" | ||
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- | ANNUAL SUBSCRIPTIONS 1985. | + | ===== ANNUAL SUBSCRIPTIONS 1985. ===== |
- | The following subscriptions were decided upon at the A.G.M.:- Single member | + | |
- | Household - $11 plus $5 0r each extra | + | The following subscriptions were decided upon at the A.G.M.:- |
- | person in household $16 (for 2 people) | + | |
- | $21 ( " | + | | Single member |
- | $26 ( " | + | | Household - $11 plus $5 for each extra person in household |
- | Full-time student (unless included | + | | | $21 (for 3 people |
- | in household subscription) $ 9 | + | | | $26 ( for 4 people |
- | Entrance Fee $ 3 | + | | Full-time student (unless included in household subscription) |
+ | | Entrance Fee | $3 | | ||
Non-active subscriptions etc. were decided by the Committee in April:- | Non-active subscriptions etc. were decided by the Committee in April:- | ||
- | Non-active member + magazine posted $ 9 | + | |
- | IT IT (no magazine) $ 3 | + | | Non-active member + magazine posted |
- | Prospective member - for 6 months $ 5 | + | | Non-active member |
- | NEW MEMBERS | + | | Prospective member - for 6 months |
- | The following new.members are admitted to the club. Please | + | |
- | add their names to your list of members. | + | ===== NEW MEMBERS |
- | JANN GLASGOW 52 Banks Avenue, PAGEWOOD. 2035 349 3815 | + | The following new.members are admitted to the club. Please add their names to your list of members. |
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- | LYNNE JONES 242 Galston Road, HORNSBY HEIGHTS. 2077 477 6092 | + | | JANN GLASGOW |
- | DON MACINTYRE 112 Burwood Street, WAGGA WAGGA. 2650 (069)21 6493 | + | | CHERRY SPOOR | 43/679 Bourke Street, SURRY HILLS. 2010 | 699 2357 | |
- | PRINTERS WANTED ! | + | | LYNNE JONES | 242 Galston Road, HORNSBY HEIGHTS. 2077 | 477 6092 | |
- | Our magazine is printed on our own offset machine by a small group of volunteers. Another larger group collates and | + | | DON MACINTYRE |
- | prepares it for postage. | + | |
- | Would anyone who is interested in learning | + | ===== PRINTERS WANTED! |
- | BARRY WALLACE 240 1115 (B) or PHIL BUTT 94 6333 | + | |
- | NEW LOCATION | + | Our magazine is printed on our own offset machine by a small group of volunteers. Another larger group collates and prepares it for postage. |
- | By early 1986 we will need new premises for storage and operation of the printing equipment. Would anyone interested | + | |
- | please discuss this with the Editor (Ph. 428 3178) or Phil Butt (Ph. 94 6333) | + | Would anyone who is interested in __learning |
- | H E L P "1 | + | |
+ | __NEW LOCATION__ | ||
+ | |||
+ | By early 1986 we will need new premises for storage and operation of the printing equipment. Would anyone interested please discuss this with the Editor (Ph. 428 3178) or Phil Butt (Ph. 94 6333) | ||
+ | |||
+ | ===== H E L P !!! ===== | ||
THE ENVIRONMENT CENTRE | THE ENVIRONMENT CENTRE | ||
- | which has received notice to vacate its present premises by 29th Sept.,' | + | |
- | Most importantly, | + | which has received notice to vacate its present premises by 29th Sept.,' |
- | The Hon. N.K. Wran, Q.C., M.P. Premier of N.S.W. | + | |
- | State Office Block, Phillip Street, SYDNEY. | + | __WHAT |
- | and The Hon. R. Carr, M.P. | + | * Most importantly, |
- | Minister for Planning & Environment, | + | |
+ | The Hon. N.K. Wran, Q.C., M.P. \\ | ||
+ | Premier of N.S.W. | ||
+ | State Office Block, Phillip Street, | ||
+ | SYDNEY. | ||
+ | |||
+ | and The Hon. R. Carr, M.P. \\ | ||
+ | Minister for Planning & Environment, | ||
+ | 10th Floor, 139 Macquarie Street, | ||
+ | SYDNEY. 2000 \\ | ||
urging the Government to provide suitable premises at a nominal rental to the Environment Centre of N.S.W. | urging the Government to provide suitable premises at a nominal rental to the Environment Centre of N.S.W. | ||
- | Write to and/or visit your local member of Parliament asking them to support the Environment Centre' | + | |
- | * Make a donation to the Environment Centre' | + | * Write to and/or visit your local member of Parliament asking them to support the Environment Centre' |
- | " | + | |
- | 1 | + | * Make a donation to the Environment Centre' |
- | LOST OR JUST MISSING | + | |
- | ANNUAL | + | =====LOST OR JUST MISSING ?? ===== |
- | SEARCH | + | |
+ | __ANNUAL | ||
+ | |||
+ | =====SEARCH | ||
(of the FEDERATION OF BUSHWALKING CLUBS (NSW) S & R) | (of the FEDERATION OF BUSHWALKING CLUBS (NSW) S & R) | ||
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KANANGRA BOYD N.P. 22ND - 23RD JUNE, '85 | KANANGRA BOYD N.P. 22ND - 23RD JUNE, '85 | ||
- | How to get there - Drive to JENOLAN CAVES and continue towards | + | |
- | KANANGRA WALLS. Follow TE> or S &R signs from the BOYD RIVER CROSSING to base. | + | __How to get there__ |
- | Activities | + | |
- | stretcher hauling etc.. Saturday night - | + | __Activities__ |
- | CAMPFIRE / SLIDE SHOW / BUSH MUSIC - DANCING | + | |
- | Who is welcome | + | __Who is welcome__ |
- | Contact | + | |
- | ENTER 19th JUNE in your diary .. - SOCIAL PROGRAMME | + | __Contact__ |
+ | |||
+ | ===== SOCIAL PROGRAMME ===== | ||
+ | |||
+ | __ENTER | ||
This is the night for yarns, poetry and songs about the bush. To hear from Henry Lawson or Banjo Patterson, or simply a bushwalker' | This is the night for yarns, poetry and songs about the bush. To hear from Henry Lawson or Banjo Patterson, or simply a bushwalker' | ||
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Here is the program for June: | Here is the program for June: | ||
- | JUNE 5 Committee Meeting | + | |
- | 12 General Meeting | + | | JUNE 5 | Committee Meeting |
- | 19 Yarns, Poetry and Songs from the Bush | + | | JUNE 12 | General Meeting |
- | 28 Mid - Winter Feast | + | | JUNE 19 * | Yarns, Poetry and Songs from the Bush | |
+ | | JUNE 28 | Mid - Winter Feast | | ||
* means dinner before the meeting at the Phuong Vietnamese Restaurant, 87 Willoughby Road, Crows Nest, 6.30 pm sharp - BYO | * means dinner before the meeting at the Phuong Vietnamese Restaurant, 87 Willoughby Road, Crows Nest, 6.30 pm sharp - BYO | ||
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And some advance notice for the July diary .. | And some advance notice for the July diary .. | ||
- | The subject will be " | + | |
+ | The subject will be " | ||
There will be two nights - | There will be two nights - | ||
- | JULY 17 Walking 1927 - 1965 | + | |
- | | + | | JULY 17 | Walking 1927 - 1965 | |
- | CLUB POST-BOX | + | |July 24 | Walking 1960 - 1985 | |
+ | |||
+ | ===== CLUB POST-BOX | ||
A Club Post-Box will be placed on the new members table for a trial period of six months. | A Club Post-Box will be placed on the new members table for a trial period of six months. | ||
- | The box is for the exchange of mail, notes and articles of gear between members. Please label all items CLEARLY with the NAMES of | ||
- | both the sender and receiver and the DATE placed in the box. Any items left over six months will be sold at the club auction. | ||
- | Please forward any comments on the system to PETERMILLER 818 1990 | ||
+ | The box is for the exchange of mail, notes and articles of gear between members. Please label all items CLEARLY with the NAMES of both the sender and receiver and the DATE placed in the box. Any items left over six months will be sold at the club auction. | ||
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+ | Please forward any comments on the system to PETER MILLER 818 1990 |
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