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 =====Clear, Cold and Kanangra.=====
-' by Bill Gamble (First published November 1982)
+by Bill Gamble
-A feature of Jim Vatiliotis' Kanangra walk on the weekend of 21/23 May 1982 was the fitness of the party and the capacity of fourteen persons to move together well at all times (and that in spite of injuries sustained earlier or en route by some members). Others may
-prefer to recall the clear,. cold weather. The walk was listed in the Autumn Walks Program as:-
+(First published November 1982)
-T4119, - Crafts Wall - Page's Pinnacle - Gingra Creek - Compagnpnl Pass - Ti-cilia  Plateau - Mount Cloudmaker - Crafts Wall - Kanangra. Maps: Kanangra 1:31680
-Distance: 35, km, Medium/Hard.
+A feature of Jim Vatiliotis' Kanangra walk on the weekend of 21/23 May 1982 was the fitness of the party and the capacity of fourteen persons to move together well at all times (and that in spite of injuries sustained earlier or en route by some members). Others may prefer to recall the clear, cold weather. The walk was listed in the Autumn Walks Program as:-
-The old.dance floor cave at Kanangra was cold and draughty for Friday's overnight bivvy. There was no cheery fire to welcome and warm members of the party as they arrived from Sydney, just dark, huddled shapes in-sleeping bags glad to have some protection from the bitter wind. 'Others tented adjacent to the new carpark by the pluviometer or at Boyd Crossing campsite. Charlie'and Margaret Brown probably bad the best idea by staying in Katoomba and driving in around 8.00 am ready,to'go." 'Others members not already mentioned and ready to go were:- John Redfern, Bill Capon; JOhn Newman, Bob Milne, Steve Carratt, Paul Davies, Geof and Fiona Wagg, Steve and Wendy Hodgman, Bill Gamble.
+__Kanangra__ - Crafts Wall - Page's Pinnacle - Gingra Creek - Compagnoni Pass - Ti-willa  Plateau - Mount Cloudmaker - Crafts Wall - Kanangra. Maps: Kanangra 1:31680
+Distance: 35 km. Medium/Hard.
+The old dance floor cave at Kanangra was cold and draughty for Friday's overnight bivvy. There was no cheery fire to welcome and warm members of the party as they arrived from Sydney, just dark, huddled shapes in sleeping bags glad to have some protection from the bitter wind. Others tented adjacent to the new carpark by the pluviometer or at Boyd Crossing campsite. Charlie and Margaret Brown probably had the best idea by staying in Katoomba and driving in around 8.00 am ready to go. Other members not already mentioned and ready to go were:- John Redfern, Bill Capon, John Newman, Bob Milne, Steve Carratt, Paul Davies, Geof and Fiona Wagg, Steve and Wendy Hodgman, Bill Gamble.
+Saturday morning, in the half-light under the overhang of the cave, party members slowly gathered around the fire. Too many cold fingers and toes put paid to ideas of lingering and at 8.30 am the party moved out into the sunlight towards Page's Pinnacle. The pace to the north end of Crafts Wall was cracking and not unexpected in the chill air. A short walk out to Page's Pinnacle and a break gave the opportunity to climb the south pinnacle for fine views eastwards. The plunge to Gingra Creek which followed can be described as hell-bent down a well-defined ridge of fairly open forest beneath the canopy. We deserved and took a long lunch in the sun at the confluence of Gabes and Gingra Creeks. Bill Capon ambled in about five minutes after everyone else, claiming an injured leg and/or knee.
+The walk down Gingra Creek was brisk. Initially, there was some hesitation in picking up the remains of the Cedar Track (an old logging road fast disappearing as nature reclaims Man's destructive handiwork). Deep pools in a gorge shortly below the confluence of the creeks suggested pleasant watering holes on summer walks. As the valley opened to provide modest flats in places, the track faded and we relied on cattle tracks or simply walking down the creek bed. Soon after 3.00 pm we reached our campsite just short of the Kowmung River.
+The campsite did not yield as many level tent sites as first thought and there was some shuffling about to find suitable spaces on the generally sloping ground. Geof and his daughter Fiona settled for a bivvy under the stars on a soft ground cover of gathered fern. Steve Carratt bivvied alongside the fire, adding wood as necessary during the night for additional warmth. Others were spread about under tents or flies.
+When cooking commenced soon after 4.30 pm, in fading light, there were groans of protest that the night would be interminable as a result. It wasn't. There were too many interesting things to eat, drink and talk about. Water flasks were emptied of murky fluids, ostensibly to make room for Sunday's dry walk, biscuits were passed around and, to cap it all, Jim quietly prepared a cheesecake to satisfy the sweet-tooths in the party. Conversation covered many bushwalking opinions and experiences. From such mundane topics as the maintenance of tracks (the letter in the March '82 Federation Newsletter on the removal of cairns and markers drew some comment and mixed views) to Charlie Brown, who can rest on his laurels after giving an outrageous account of charcoal sandwiches as a surefire remedy for an upset stomach. For bushwalking quackery, it must be a prescription without equal. Sometime after 10.00 pm, we left the fire to Steve.
+Our leader talked of a 7.30 am start on Sunday, and by 7.45 am we were away. Shortly after 6.00 am, Steve had stoked the fire and everyone awoke to all the warmth necessary to face a freezing dawn and heat for cooking breakfast. Ice was tapped out of mugs and white-covered tents shaken. A whole day's walking with no prospect of water ensured that everyone drew their needs from Gingra Creek (alt. 800 feet) before commencing the uphill plod to Campagnoni Pass and Ti-Willa Plateau (alt. 3200 feet). There were no desperate thirsts.
+At a dry morning tea on a well-worn vantage point by the top of the pass, we rested in the warm sun and enjoyed the sweeping views from Narrow Neck in the north to Scott's Main Range in the south-east. Jim said we came up from Gingra Creek about 25% faster than he had expected. We had moved off from our campsite, crossed the creek, and walked straight into a steep climb up a spur ridge to the cliff line of the plateau. The direction was  clear as the ridge left little choice of route. The buttress was steep and covered in thick bush, but the rock outcrops in front of the cliffs were a good indicator and confirmation of route. Once the cliff face was reached it was just a matter of scrambling northwards around the base until we reached the spikes of Compagnoni Pass. Our party passed without hesitation. So quickly in fact that John Redfern and Bill Gamble were left standing talking at the rear. John was lamenting a punctured wine skin of water which had soaked his pack and expressing some annoyance at muscular stiffness which was holding him back.
+Ti-Willa Plateau is neither flat nor open walking, and when the trees give way to scrub the undergrowth is of the type to scratch and tear legs and arms until they feel raw. One is left with an impression of an undulating ridge rather than a plateau, long and fairly narrow instead of wide. Just as it is shown on the map. In close file, Jim's party crossed the plateau and re-entered the tree line for the slog up the ridge to Mount Cloudmaker (3819 feet). Slowly, the markings of a route became visible. We stopped briefly at the cairn atop Cloudmaker, saw no merit in having lunch without a decent view, and dropped down the other side for about 5-6 minutes to a place which offered fine panoramas  north into Kanangra Creek and south to Kanangra Walls. Our long ridge walk out lay before us, but that did not detract from a pleasant break in warm, calm conditions. Almost soporific.
+The afternoon session was to many in the party the familiar ridge route from Mount Cloudmaker down Rumble, Roar, Rack and Rip to Mount Stormbreaker; then, in succession, Mount High and Mighty, Gabes Gap, Mount Barry, Crafts Wall and Kanangra Walls to finish at the carpark shortly after 4.30 pm. It was no headlong rush - there was time for rest in Gabes Cap and at the north end of Crafts Wall in the late afternoon sun - but there again the pace was hardly leisurely when the party was on the move. Even coming off High and Mighty, forgetting to drop off the east side of the rock outcrop, and Charlie Brown walked headlong into a good-sized tree branch at Crafts Wall which stunned him briefly.
+Kanangra Walls lay golden in the setting sun as we walked up the steps to the old carpark, and that is not a bad time to be there completing a good walk. But it was not a time to linger. The chill of evening and the gathering darkness soon had us moving off homewards. For some members, a fitting conclusion to the weekend may well have been over the hot chocolate at Aroneys in Katoomba, or pizza in the restaurant next door.
+=====Cooking With Spices In The Bush.=====
+By Jan Mobandas
+Bored with your usual bush tucker?
+For your next base camp or bludge walk try something that will make your fellow walkers drool with envy!
+====Dhal (Red Lentels).====
+===Ingredients (for one person):===
+  * 1/2 Cup red lentils
+  * 1 Small onion, finely cut or granules
+  * 1 Clove garlic, finely cut or granules
+  * Small piece of fresh ginger, finely cut
+  * 1/8 Teaspoon turmeric
+  * 1/2 Teaspoon cumin
+  * 1/2 Teaspoon coriander
+  * 1/8 teaspoon chilli
+  * 25 Grams tomato paste
+  * 1 tomato (not too ripe)
+  * 1 Tablespoon oil
+  * 1.5 cups water
+===Method:===
+  - Heat oil, fry ginger, garlic and onion until light brown
+  - Cool a bit and mix the spices
+  - Add lentils, tomato and tomato puree or tomato powder and water
+  - Cover and simmer until lentil cooked (about 15 mins)
-Saturday morning, in the half-light under the overhang of the cave, party members slowly
-gathered around the fire.. Too many cold fingers and toes put paid to ideas of lingering and
-at 8.30 am the party, moved out into the sunlight towards Phge's Pinnacle. The pace to the
-north end of Crafts Wall was cracking and not unexpected in the chill air. A short walk out
-to Page's Pinnacle and a break gave the opportunity to climb the south pinnacle for fine views eastwards, The plunge to Gingra Creek which followed can be described as hell-bent down a well-defined ridge of fairly open forest beneath the canopy. we deserved and took a long
-lunch-in the sun at the confluence of Gabes and Gingra Creeks. Bill Capon ambled in about
-five minutes after everyone else, claiming an injured leg and/or knee.
-The walk down Gingra Creek was brisk. Initially, there was some hesitation in picking
-up the remains.of the Cedar Track (an old logging Toad fast disappearing as nature reclaims
-Man's destructive handiwork). Deep pools in a gorge shortly below the confluence of the creeks
-suggested pleasant watering holes on summer walks. As the valley opened to provide modest
-flats in places, the track faded and-we relied on cattle tracks or simply walking down the creek bed.. Soon after 3.00 pm we reached our campsite just short of the Kowmung River.
-The OaMpsite'did not yield as many level tent sites as first thought and there was some
-shuffling about to find suitable spaces on the generally sloping ground. Geof and his daughter
-Fiona settled for a bivvy under the stars on a soft ground cover of gathered fern. Steve
-Carratt bivvied alongside the fire, adding wood as necessary during the night for additional
-warmth. Others were spread about under tents or flies.
-When cooking commenced soon after 4.30 pm, in fading light, there were groans of protest
-that the-night would be interminable as a result. It wasn't. There were too many interesting
-things to eat, drink and talk about. Water flasks were emptied of murky fluids, ostensibly
-to make room for Sunday's dry walk, biscuits were passed around and, to cap it all, Jim quietly prepared a cheesecake to satisfy the sweet-tooths in the party. Conversation covered many
-bushwalking opinions and experiences. From such mundane topics as the maintenance of tracks (the letter in the March '82 Federation Newsletter on the removal of cairns and markers drew some comment and mixed views) to Charlie Brown, who can rest on his laurels after giving an
-outrageous account of charcoal sandwiches as a surefire remedy for an upset stomach. For
-bushwalking quackery, it must be a prescription without equal. Sometime after 10.00 pm, we
-left the fire to Steve.
-Our leader talked of a-7.30 am start on Sunday, and by 7.45 am we were away. Shortly
-after 6.00 am, Steve had stoked the fire and everyone awoke to all the warmth necessary to face
-a freezing dawn and heat for cooking breakfast. Ice was tapped out of mugs and white-covered
-tents shaken. A whole day's walking with no prospect of water ensureed that everyone drew
-their needs from Gingra Creek (alt. 800 feet) before commencing the uphill plod to Campagnoni
-Pass and Ti-Willa Plateau (alt. 3200 feet). There were no desperate thirsts.
-Pag`e' 4 The Sydn6y 'Bushwalker Jitie 1991
- At a dry morning tea on a well-worn vantage point by the top of the pass, we rested in the warm sun and enjoyed the sweeping views from Narrow Neck in the north to Scott's Main
-Range in the south-east. Jim said we came up from Gingra Creek about 'faster than he
-had expected. We had moved off from our campsite, crossed the creek, and walked straight
-into a steep climb up a spur ridge to the cliff line of the plateau. The direction was
-clear as the ridge left little choice of route. The buttress was steep and covered in thick -bUsh, but the rock outcrops in front of the cliffs were a good indicator and confirmation
-of route. Once the cliff face was reached it was just a matter of scrambling northwards
-around the base until we reached the spikes of Compagnoni Pass. Our party passed without
-hesitation. So quickly in fact that John Redfern and Bill Gamble were left standing
-talking at the rear. John was lamenting a punctured wine skin of water which had soaked
-his pack and expressing some annoyance at muscular stiffness which was holding him back.
-Plateau is neither flat nor open walking, and when the trees give way to scrub the undergrowth is of the type to scratch and tear legs and arms until they feel raw. One Is left with an impression of an undulating ridge rather than a plateau, long and fairly narrow instead of wide. Just as it is shown on the Map. In close file, Jim's party
-crossed the plateau and re-entered the tree line for the slog up. the ridge to Mount
-Cloudmaker (3819 feet). Slowly, the markings of a route became visible. We stopped
-briefly at the cairn atop Cloudmaker, saw no merit in having lunch without a decent view,
-arid dropped down the other side for about 5-6 minutes to a place which offered' fine panoramas  north into Kanangra Creek and south to Kanangra Walls. Our long ridge walk out lay before us, but that did not detract from a pleasant break in warm, calm conditions. 'Almost soporific,
-The afternoon session was to many in the party the familiar ridge route from Mount
- Cloudmaker down Rumble, Roar, Rack and Rip- to Mount Stormbreaker; then, in succession, Mount High and Mighty, Gabes Gap, Mount Barry, Crafts Wall and Kanangra Walls to finish at the carpark shortly after 4.30 pm. It was no headlong rush - there was time for rest in Gabes Cap and at the north end of Crafts Wall in the late afternoon sun - but there again the page was hardly leisurely when the party was on the move. Even coming off High and Mighty, forgetting to drop off the east side of the rock outcrop, and Charlie Brown walked headlong into a good-sized tree branch at Crafts Wall which stunned him briefly.
-Kanangra Walls lay golden in the setting sun as we walked up the, steps to the old carpark, and that is not a bad time to be there completing a good walk. But it was not a time to linger. The chill of evening and the gathering darkness soon had us moving off
-. homewards. For some members, a fitting conclusion to the weekend may well have been over
-the hot chocolate at Aroneys in Katoomba, or pizza in the restaurant next door.
-* * * * * * * * * *
-COOKING WITH SPICES IN THE BUSH
-BY: Jan Mobandas
-BORED with your usual bush tucker?
-For your next base camp or bludge walk try something that will make your fellow walkers drool with envyl
-DHAL (RED LENTILS)
-INGREDIENTS; (FOR ONE PERSON); 1/2 Cup red lentils
-Small onion, finely cut or granules 1 Clove garlic, finely cut or granules Small piece of fresh ginger, finely cut
-/8 Teaspoon turmeric, 1/2 teaspoon cumin 1/2 Teaspoon coriander, 1/8 teaspoon chilli
-Grams tomato paste, 1 tomato (not too ripe) 1 Tablespoon oil, 1.5 cups water
-Method:
-. Heat oil, fry ginger, garlic and onion until light brown
-. Cool a bit and mix the spices
-. Add lentils, tomato and tomato puree or tomato powder and water
-. Cover and simmer until lentil cooked (about 15 mins)
 Vegetables, such as green beans, broccoli, green peas or brussel sprouts can be mixed with lentils and cooked.
-June L9:91 The Sydney Buohwalker Page 5
-WALKING THE LINE
+=====Walking The Line.=====
 by Jim Brown
-Some forty to fifty years ago one of the tests used by Police to determine whether a person they had detained was "under the influrence" (oh, yes, alcohol, of course) was a requirement that he walk along a straight line drown on the floor of the Police Station.
-I suppose you could say it was a sort of "test walk", although hardly of the nature that bush walkers associate with that term.
+Some forty to fifty years ago one of the tests used by Police to determine whether a person they had detained was "under the influrence" (oh, yes, alcohol, of course) was a requirement that he walk along a straight line drown on the floor of the Police Station. I suppose you could say it was a sort of "test walk", although hardly of the nature that bush walkers associate with that term.
 There were many occasions when I "walked the line" - but not the one on the Police Station floor. My "line" was a railway line and I was there either because it was a convenient way to get back to a station (NO, NOT a Police Station), or because I had railroading photography in mind.
-No.., railway lines aren't straight, of course, but their curvature is quite gentle compared with the weaving course of the arrested toss-pots. In fact at that time the tightest
-curves on the State Rail network were of 4-or 5- chains radius - can you imagine an arc taken out of the circumference of a circle with a diameter of 200 metres and a circumference of about 630 metres? These were the tightest bends, and found only on a few hilly stretches, like the Richmond-Kurrajong extension, or the Tarana-Oberon Branch, both of which went out of
+No, railway lines aren't straight, of course, but their curvature is quite gentle compared with the weaving course of the arrested toss-pots. In fact at that time the tightest curves on the State Rail network were of 4- or 5-chains radius - can you imagine an arc taken out of the circumference of a circle with a diameter of 200 metres and a circumference of about 630 metres? These were the tightest bends, and found only on a few hilly stretches, like the Richmond-Kurrajong extension, or the Tarana-Oberon Branch, both of which went out of operation years ago. On the Main lines the curves were much more gradual, the most severe that comes to mind being a bend on the Illawarra Line, south of Helensburgh, with a radius of 9 -chains - say a segment out of a circle 360 metres in diameter.
-operation years ago. On the Main lines the curves were much more gradual, the most severe
-that comes to mind being a bend on the Illawarr-a Line, south of Helensburgh, with a radius of 9 -chains-- say a segment out of a circle 360 metres in diameter.
+Naturally, the permitted speed of trains negotiating such curves was severely restricted, being about 25 m.p.h. (40 km/h) on a 9-chain curve, increasing to 36 or 40 m.p.h. on the 12- and 14-chain curves that were common on all mountainous sections of line. The reason is pretty obvious - in addition to the delay and disruption to timetables caused by derailments resulting from excessive speed around curves, there was the messy business of re-railing vehicles and repairing damage to both track and rolling stock. In addition Rail officials were required to investigate and report on derailments, and this could be a tedious and time-consuming task. I was once told by a "reliable source" that in the days when we still had trams in Sydney streets, wily old Traffic Inspectors always carried a broken bit of fishplate in their trucks, and from time to time would hit it with an axe to produce a "bright" dent: if no other reason for a derailment could be detected, the bit of steel plate could be produced as evidence that the wheel-flange of a tram had hit the "obstruction" on the line.
-Naturally, the permitted speed of trains negotiating such curves was severely restricted, being about 5 m.p.h. (40 km/h) on a 9-chain curve, increasing to 36 or 40 m.p.h. on the 12- and14-chain curves that were.common on all mountainous sections of line. The reason is
-pretty-obvious - in addition to the delay and disruption to timetables caused by derailments resulting from.excessive speed around curves, there was the messy business of re-:railing
+The lack of curvature on the line trodden by the drunkards may have dismayed them, but I never had any problems with bends in the railway. Other factors, such as embankments, and particularly cuttings or tunnels, could be awkward, however, and over the years I evolved systems designed to minimise the hazards and induce greater peace of mind. In case you should ever find it expedient or necessary to "walk the line", these are my rules:-
-vehicles and repairing damage to both track and rolling stock. In addition Rail officials
-were required to investigate and report on derailments, and this could be a tedious and time-
+Rule 1 - On lines with two tracks, walk on the right-hand track. This is the same principle as walking on a road when there's no footpath - you face the oncoming traffic. If you have to walk a single-line railway, well, the best of British good luck to you.
-consuming task. I was once told by a-"reliable source" that in the days when we still had
-trams in Sydney streets, wily old Traffic Inspectors always carried a broken bit of fishplate in their trucks, and from time to time would hit it with an axe to produce a."bright" dent: if no other reason for a derailment could be detected, the bit of steel plate could be produced as evidence that the wheel-flange of a tram had hit the "obstruction" on the line.
+Rule 2 - If you need to pass through cuttings, try to ensure the party is well spread out in groups of no more than two or three people. There isn't much room between the cutting wall and the train if your party does have to scuttle off the line into the gutters, and packs can take up a bit of that space. Remember, too, that the rails may be 4 ft 8 1/2 inch (about 143 cm) apart, but the width of rolling stock may be up to almost 10 ft (say 260 cm) at the floor level of the vehicles - an overhang of 75 cm each side of the rails.
-The lack of curvature on the line trodden by the drunkards may have dismayed them, but I never had any problems with bends in the railway. Other factors, such as embankments, and particularly cuttings or tunnels, could be awkward, however, and over the years I evolved systems designed to minimise the hazards and induce greater peace of mind. In case you should
-ever find it expedient or necessary to "walk the line", these are my rules:-
+Rule 3 - Walk quietly, discourage noisy chatter and keep on listening for approaching trains. If you do hear one - GET RIGHT OFF __BOTH__ TRACKS. The rationale for this is that the noise of an "Up" train may mask the sound of another on the "Down" line. (In Rail parlance, "up" is travelling towards the capital city, and "down" going away from the city, but knowing that won't help you if you don't see or hear the approaching train.) Keep in mind that a train running at 80 km/h may take several hundred metres to stop, even if the driver does see you and makes a "full emergency brake application".
-Rule 1 - On lines with two tracks, walk on the right-hand track. This is the same principle
-as walking on a road when there's no footpath - you face the oncoming traffic. If you
+I should like to be able to say that, having formulated these basic rules and having imparted them to any in my company, I have had a tranquil career when "walking the line". Poppycock! - one experience will suffice.
-have to walk a single-line railway, well, the best of British good luck to you.
-Rule 2 - If you need to pass through cuttings, try to ensure the party is well spread out in groups of no more than two or three people. There isn't much room between the cutting wall and the train if your party does have to scuttle off the line into the gutters, and packs can take up a bit of that space. Remember, too, that the rails may be
+On a day, walk I led in the Brisbane Water National Park, we came out on the "down" track of the busy Northern Line just outside the southern portal of the long (1.75 km) Woy Woy tunnel, with about 2 km to walk along the line to Wondabyne, almost half of it through cuttings. There were 38 people in my party, so I clambered down the ladder on to the line, paused, signalled for silence and listened. All clear, so I summoned the party to follow. (Actually I could see right through the tunnel and there was nothing in it.) As each group came down the ladder I counselled them; over and over again, in the bare bones of my "rules", then sent them off in extended formation and watched the tail come down.
-ft Fq inch (about 143 cm) apart, but the width of rolling stock may be up to almost 10 ft (say 260 cm) at the floor level of the vehicles - an overhang of 75 cm each side of the rails.
-Rule 3 - Walk quietly, discourage noisy chatter and keep on listening for approaching trains. If you do hear one - GET RIGHT OFF BOTH TRACKS. The rationale for this is that the
+One of the last down slipped on a damp sandstone ledge, fell a couple of metres and ended sprawled on the track. We picked him up, dusted him down, found he was only slightly bruised and shaken, and then followed the main party. As my little group of three emerged from the first cutting we could see the party ahead - half of them walking on the "up" line (probably because the "down" line had recently been re-ballasted, and the new blue-metal was sharp and uncomfortable underfoot). All the party had coalesced into groups of seven or eight, and they were talking volubly. There was no possibility of overtaking them to restore "order", so we followed on the alert for south-bound "up" trains, and ready to yell loudly.
-noise of an "Up" train may mask-the sound of another on the "Down" line. (In Rail
-parlance, "up" is travelling towards the capital city, and "down" going away from the city, but knowing that won't help you if you don't see or hear the approaching train.) Keep in mind that a train running at 80 km/h may take several hundred metres to stop,
+Happily no trains passed and 38 bodies, complete with 76 arms and 76 legs reached and overcrowded the tiny Wondabyne platform. Next day, looking at the extra grey hairs in my skull as I shaved, I murmured, like the legendary Raven - "Nevermore  except when I'm on my own".
-, even if the driver does see you and makes a "full emergency brake application".
-Page 6 The Sydney BuShwalker June 1991
+Well, all right, I've had a couple of scares even on my own, the one I remember best being in the Carlos Gap Tunnel on the single-track Mudgee Line, north of the town of Capertee. I'd gone there to photograph some of the final days of steam-train operation on the switch-back bit of line near Brogans Creek, where it skirts below huge sandstone cliffs, while out across Capertee Valley the eastern skyline includes Tyan Pic, Coricudgy and the other basalt tops: I was part-way through Carlos Gap tunnel when I heard the splutter of a motorised fettlers' trolley outside the north end, and dived into one of the refuges which are provided at intervals of about 50 metres in tunnel walls. I believe the three men on the trike never even suspected my presence.
-I should like to be able to say that, having formulated these basic rules and having imparted. them to any in my company, I have had a tranquil career when "walking the line". Poppycock!' one experience will suffice.
-On a day, walk I led in the Brisbane Water National Park, we came out on the "down" track
-of the busy Northern Line just outside the southern portal of the long (1.75 km) Woy Way tunnel, with about 2 km to walk along the line to Wondabyne, almost half of it through cuttings. There were 38 people in my party, so I clambered down the ladder on to the line, paused, signalled for silence and listened. All clear, so I summoned the party to follow. (Actually
-I could :See right through the tunnel and there was nothing in it.) As each group came down the ladder I counselled them; over and over again, in the bare bones of my "rules", then Sent them off in extended formation and watched the tail come down.
-One of the last down slipped on a damp sandstone ledge, fell a couple of metres and ended sprawled on the track. We picked him up, dusted him down, found he was only slightly bruised and shaken, and then followed the main party. As my little group of three emerged from the first cutting we could see the party ahead - half of them walking on the "up" line (probably because the "down" line had recently been re-ballasted, and the new blue-metal was sharp and uncomfortable underfoot). All the party had coalesced into groups of seven or eight, and they
-were talking volubly. There was no possibility of overtaking them to restore "order", so we followed on the alert for south-bound "up" trains, and ready to yell loudly.
--Happily no trains passed and 38 bodies, complete with 76 arms and 76 legs reached and overcrowded the tiny Wondabyne platform. Next day, looking at the extra grey hairs in my skull as I shaved, I murmured, like the legendary Raven - "Nevermore  except when I'm on my own".
-Well, all right, I've had a couple of scares even on my own, the one I remember best being in-the'Carlos Gap Tunnel on the single-track Mudgee Line, north of the town of Capertee. I'd
-gone there to photograph some of the final days of steam-train operation on the switch-back bit-of line near Brogans Creek, where it skirts below huge sandstone cliffs, while out across Cap'ertee Valley the eastern skyline includes Tyan Pic, Coricudgy and the other basalt tops: I wath part-way through Carlos Gap tunnel when I heard the splutter of a motorised fettlers1 trolley outside' the north end, and dived into one of the refuges which are provided at intervals
-of about SO metres in tunnel walls. I believe the three men on the trike never even suspected. my presence.
 There's not much else I can tell you about "walking the line". Except "It's illegal." "It's potentially deadly." - and "Be careful."
-LIMERICK
-In Reply to Errol Sheedy)
+=====Limerick.=====
+(In Reply to Errol Sheedy)
 by Jim Brown
-This-Sheedy bloke's got to be nuts!
-I can say this without "ifs" or "buts": For my toes are not bent
+This Sheedy bloke's got to be nuts!\\
-Where in sandshoes I went,
+I can say this without "ifs" or "buts":\\
-Though I could use a new set of guts
+For my toes are __not__ bent\\
-(Oh, and if anyone has a cheap set of re-treaded lungs,
+Where in sandshoes I went,\\
-they could perhaps be-useful.)
+Though I could use a new set of guts...
-GOOD WALKING, ERROL MATE -
-June 1991 The Sydney Bushwalker Page 7
+(Oh, and if anyone has a cheap set of re-treaded lungs, they could perhaps be useful.)
+Good walking, Errol mate -
 VALE PAUL SHARP