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 management.
-Death of Grace Noble
+**Death of Grace Noble**
-We were saddened to hear that Grace Noble
-passed away on 20" March after a short illness -
-aged 95 years,
-Grace, and her husband John joined SBW in
+We were saddened to hear that Grace Noble passed away on 20th March after a short illness - aged 95 years,
-the early 1930s.
-All members will join in offering sympathy to
+Grace, and her husband John joined SBW in the early 1930s.
-John, and also Dorothy and Malcolm, both ex-
-SBW. members.
-A tribute to Grace, by Helen Gray appears to
+All members will join in offering sympathy to John, and also Dorothy and Malcolm, both ex- SBW members.
-on Page 4.
+A tribute to Grace, by Helen Gray appears to on Page 4.
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-| Page 4 The Sydney Bushwalker
-April 2005
+**A Tribute to Grace Noble**
-A Tribute to Grace Noble
+On March 20th 2005 S.B.W. member Grace Noble died. She had led a long, adventurous, and full life. Her interest in others, and in everything, remained to the end; as did her memory, her humour, and vitality.
-On March 20th 2005 S.B.W. member Grace Noble
+Grace Edgecombe was born of Australian parents in 1910 in Buenos Aires. In 1913 she and her mother
-died. She had led a long, adventurous, and full life.
+left for Australia, via Scotland where they were marooned by the outbreak of World War 1. The journey was resumed in 1913, but Graces father, the artist Harry Edgecombe, didn't get back until 1919. [The story goes that one day 9 year old Grace went to her mother and said "Theres a man at the front door
-Her interest in others, and in everything, remained to
+and it could be my father".] Grace didn't start school until aged 8, but at 16 had completed the Leaving
-the end; as did her memory, her humour, and vitality.
+Certificate at Sydney Girls High. Lacking the prerequisite Latin to study Arts at Sydney University,
+she embarked on a Science degree instead [with no school science!] and graduated with Ist class Honours in Geology in 1930. From geology came Grace's love of bushwalking, for as Grace wrote in the early 1930s as a student of geology you could escape some of the limitations of being a girl; you could camp and wander alone.
-Grace Edgecombe was born of Australian parents
+In 1935 Grace joined S.B.W. She has described herself as a rabbit amongst tigers [referring to the
-in 1910 in Buenos Aires. In 1913 she and her mother
+Tiger Walkers of the 1930s and their amazing walks] but my reading of a trip report by Gordon Smith in
-left for Australia, via Scotland where they were
+shows that Grace was no rabbit! In 1944 Grace married fellow S.B.W. member John Noble.
-marooned by the outbreak of World War 1. The
-journey was resumed in 1913, but Graces father, the
-artist Harry Edgecombe, didnt get back until 1919.
-[The story goes that one day 9 year old Grace went to
-her mother and said Theres a man at the front door
-and it could be my father.] Grace didnt start school
-until aged 8, but at 16 had completed the Leaving
-Certificate at Sydney Girls High. Lacking the
-prerequisite Latin to study Arts at Sydney University,
-she embarked on a Science degree instead [with no
-school science!] and graduated with Ist class
-Honours in Geology in 1930. From geology came
-Graces love of bushwalking, for as Grace wrote in
-the early 1030s As a student of geology you could
-escape some of the limitations of being a girl; you
-could camp and wander alone.
-In 1935 Grace joined S.B.W. She has described
+During WWII Grace worked for AWA. Because the Germans controlled most of the world's supply of quartzite for radio crystals, her work included searching maps and mining records for probable sources, and later the application of her mathematical skills to achieve the required electronic frequencies of crystals.
-herself as a rabbit amongst tigers [referring to the
-Tiger Walkers of the 1930s and their amazing walks]
-but my reading of a trip report by Gordon Smith in
-shows that Grace was no rabbit! In 1944 Grace
-married fellow S.B.W. member John Noble.
-During WWI Grace worked for AWA. Because
+I first met the Nobles  John and Grace, with Dorothy, young John, and baby Malcolm - at Jamberoo when I was a teenager. I was intrigued by this family; so different from the 1950s model, with its unconventional mother who avoided housework, fed her family on wholegrain bread and vegetables, cared little for possessions, and encouraged her children to be creative, and to think freely and express their opinions.
-the Germans controlled most of the worlds
-supply of quartzite for radio crystals, her work
-included searching maps and mining records for
-Helen Gray
-probable sources, and {ater the application of her
-mathematical skills to achieve the required electronic
-frequencies of crystals.
-I first met the Nobles  John and Grace, with
-Dorothy, young John, and baby Malcolm - at
-Jamberoo when I was a teenager. I was intrigued by
-this family; so different from the 1950s model, with its
-unconventional mother who avoided housework, fed
-her family on wholegrain bread and vegetables, cared
-little for possessions, and encouraged her children to be
-creative, and to think freely and express their opinions.
 It was a family very much ahead of its time.
-Graces first job had been school teaching, which
+Graces first job had been school teaching, which she resumed as her children approached adulthood. This gave her the means to travel and in 1970 she was on one of the first organised treks to Nepal. Other trips followed: to Europe, where she revelled in being an older woman travelling and walking alone, then to Argentina, Chile and Peru entirely on her own. She added to her interests the study of Ancient Greek and Spanish, printmaking, sculpture and ceramics, and still found time for operas, concerts, plays, and art exhibitions, often with bushwalking friends. I was lucky and privileged  to be one of those friends; Grace heard and saw everything with an open, fresh, mind.
-she resumed as her children approached adulthood.
-This gave her the means to travel and in 1970 she
-was on one of the first organised treks to Nepal.
-Other trips followed: to Europe, where she revelled
-in being an older woman travelling and walking
-alone, then to Argentina, Chile and Peru entirely on
-her own. She added to her interests the study of
-Ancient Greek and Spanish, printmaking, sculpture
-and ceramics, and still found time for operas,
-concerts, plays, and art exhibitions, often with
-bushwalking friends. I was lucky and privileged
-to be one of those friends; Grace heard and saw
-everything with an open, fresh, mind.
-Grace was an active walker with the club until in
-her 70s, and not just on easy walks. She was known
-to say yes impulsively to any invitation to go
-bushwalking. Thus she came to be on a Narrow
-Neck trip in the'70s."-. Grace had forgotten about
-the way one gets off, and up, Narrow Neck. [Her
-children didnt call her The Muddie-headed Wombat
-for nothing!] She ended her written account of the trip
-thus: Home late, to account the horrifying story of
-ropes and chains.
-But of course, it was in the walks programme.
+Grace was an active walker with the club until in her 70s, and not just on easy walks. She was known
+to say yes impulsively to any invitation to go bushwalking. Thus she came to be on a Narrow Neck trip in the 70s, Grace had forgotten about the way one gets off, and up, Narrow Neck. [Her children didn't call her The Muddie-headed Wombat for nothing!] She ended her written account of the trip thus: Home late, to account the horrifying story of ropes and chains. But of course, it was in the walks programme.
-Why didnt you tell me?
+Why didn't you tell me? I knew you wouldn't take any notice.
-I knew you wouldnt take any notice.
+The death of Grace's son John in 1993 in a plane crash was devastating, but Grace [as did husband
-The death of Graces son John in 1993 in a plane
+John] found solace in many interests, and the family, especially in encouraging the grandchildren in their
-crash was devastating, but Grace [as did husband
+creative endeavours. Grace cared little for the opinions of others. But she DID care about her friends, and cared very much about the state of humanity, and of the world. Dorothy summed it up at her Mothers funeral:
-John] found solace in many interests, and the family,
-especially in encouraging the grandchildren in their
-creative endeavours. Grace cared little for the
-opinions of others. But she DID care about her
-friends, and cared very much about the state of
-humanity, and of the world. Dorothy summed it up at
-her Mothers funeral:
-Ever an optimist, she looked on the positive side
+Ever an optimist, she looked on the positive side of everything without exception. This meant that never in my life did I hear her say an unkind thing about another person. She could get angry and infuriated with people, but never did she demean them.
-of everything without exception. This meant that
-never in my life did I hear her say an unkind thing
-about another person. She could get angry and
-infuriated with people, but never did she demean
-them.
 Farewell, dear friend.
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 April 2005
-The First of Many Visits to Beautiful Tambo Creek
+**The First of Many Visits to Beautiful Tambo Creek**
 Alison Shames
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 .-- Not Peter Love's Easter Walk 2005
-The Putty Road Roadhouse at 7:30 on
+The Putty Road Roadhouse at 7:30 on Good Friday morning looked more like a bushwalker's convention than a
+caravan park, with both Peter Love's "plenty of time" group and Ken Clacher's "Wollemi Three Peaks-busy
+trip masochists meeting at the Roadhouse parking lot. After a quick bacon, egg and cheese sandwich (oops,
+it's no-meat Good Friday, Grace belatedly remembers) and deciding to help Ken's group with a car shuffle, we drive everyone to the end of the Grassy Hill Fire Trail to begin the walk. Ken's group descends and begins what we thought would be a walk from hell and our group happily ascends to Alidade Hill. The view on Alidade Hill was duly admired and off we went to conquer Pass 12.
-Good Friday moming looked more like
+Ropes came out, packs were hauled, scouts went scrambling. One scout got a bit ambitious and found her way down without coming back for the rest of us, but we managed to find a route and an hour and a half
+later we were down on the muddy banks of the Colo River. The river was swollen and murky and made us
+wonder how the rest of the walk would go. We rewarded ourselves with a bit of lunch, and pondered
+how we would fare on other passes, given that Bob Buck labelled Pass 12 "an easy though steep route".
-a bushwalker's convention than a
+A quick cross over the Colo and we embark up Pinchgut Creek. We avoid a waterfall by climbing to the
+right, and then drop back down to the creek for a water refill and afternoon tea. The creek is flowing and the waterhole is picture perfect. We continue walking, relatively level with the creek and our pace slows as rock hopping commences. The rocks are slippery, and the end of day approaches. It would be kind to use the word "campsite" to describe the spot where we slept, but "campsite" it was christened. Level spots were rare. The 2-person tenters were a bit slow in claiming territory, but Maurice came to the rescue and gave up his perch, finding a lovely level space with room enough for one closer to the creek. We all fall asleep looking forward to leaving the creek in the morning.
-caravan park, with both Peter Love's
+Our morning begins at 8am, we cross the creek, load up with water for the day and start climbing towards Mount Savage. Why climb Mount Savage, you ask? The stunning views, the beautiful vistas? No, simply because it's marked on the map. After lunch, we find our way down to the "T" in Tambo Creek. We start rock-hopping, scrambling, sidling, and slowly pass the afternoon. We spot a suitable 2- star site at about 4pm, and grab the chance for a level night's sleep not knowing what we'll find if we walk on for an hour more. We all enjoy a peaceful evening.
-"plenty of time" group and Ken
-Clacher's "Wollemi Three Peaks-busy
-trip masochists meeting at the
-Roadhouse parking lot. After a quick
-bacon, egg and cheese sandwich (oops,
-i's no-meat Good Friday, Grace
-belatedly remembers) and deciding to
-help Ken's group with a car shuffle, we
-drive everyone to the end of the Grassy
-Hill Fire Trail to begin the walk. Ken's
-group descends and begins what we
-thought would be a walk from hell and
-our group happily ascends to Alidade
-Hill. The view on Alidade Hill was duly
-admired and off we went to conquer
-Pass 12.
-Ropes came out, packs were hauled, scouts went
-scrambling. One scout got a bit ambitious and found
-her way down without coming back for the rest of us,
-but we managed to find a route and an hour and a half
-later we were down on the muddy banks of the Colo
-River. The river was swollen and murky and made us
-wonder how the rest of the walk would go. We
-rewarded ourselves with a bit of lunch, and pondered
-how we would fare on other passes, given that Bob
-Buck labelled Pass 12 "an easy though steep route".
-A quick cross over the Colo and we embark up
-Pinchgut Creek. We avoid a waterfall by climbing to the
-right, and then drop back down to the creek for a water
-refill and afternoon tea. The creek is flowing and the
-waterhole is picture perfect. We continue walking,
-relatively level with the creek and our pace slows as
-rock hopping commences. The rocks are slippery, and
-the end of day approaches. It would be kind to use the
-word "campsite" to describe the spot where we slept, but
-"campsite" it was christened. Level spots were rare. The
--person tenters were a bit slow in claiming territory, but
-Maurice came to the rescue and gave up his perch,
-finding a lovely level space with room enough for one
-closer to the creek. We all fall asleep looking forward to
-leaving the creek in the morning.
-Our moming begins at 8am, we cross the creek,
-load up with water for the day and start climbing
-towards Mount Savage. Why climb Mount Savage,
-you ask? The stunning views, the beautiful vistas?
-No, simply because it's marked on the map. After
-lunch, we find our way down to the "T" in Tambo
-Creek. We start rock-hopping, scrambling, sidling,
-and slowly pass the afternoon. We spot a suitable 2-
-star site at about 4pm, and grab the chance for a level
-night's sleep not knowing what we'll find if we walk
-on for an hour more. We all enjoy a peaceful evening.
-Sunday morning and Peter promises that the creek
-will open up and we'll move a bit quicker. We hope to
-get out to the Colo by lunch, in time to either explore
-pass 20 or go up 18 and down 19. We have 6km of
-creek in front of us. It looks like a lot on the map ...
-and it is. Bob Buck didn't nickname this "Suicide
-Creek" for nothing. The going was very slow indeed.
-And the map looks nothing like reality--those wide
-open spaces never eventuate. We cross the creek,
-cross back again, slip on the rocks and slip some
-more. We stop for lunch at a lovely water hole, and
-enjoy a bit of swimming and rinsing off. The
-afternoon is much the same, but a bit more slipping as
-the bodies tire. Peter learns that all good falls happen
-in threes: first, his right side goes into the creek;
-second, he gets sucked up by a mud hole; third, his
-left side goes into the mud.
-We finally make it to a very swollen Colo River at
-pm. Too late to explore any passes. We all agree that a
-stroll up the river is the suitable route. We walk along
-the banks of the Colo, the water just too deep for river
-walking. Quickly we meet our match with a kilometre or
-so of thick, unforgiving blackberry bushes. I was
-thankful to be last in line, and let Peter and Ian and
-others do the blackberry bashing to clear a path for the
-bludgers among us ) Having forgotten his machete in the
-car, Ian had to settle for his Swiss Army blade.
-Maurice's left leg lost a fight with a blackberry vine
-while the rest of us survived with just a few scratches.
-The bewitching hour approaches and we go on the
-lookout for a suitable campsite. We spot a decent
-level area but we still have an hour or so left of
-daylight and the party agrees to keep looking for
-another site. We arrive at a second possibility but it's
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+Sunday morning and Peter promises that the creek will open up and we'll move a bit quicker. We hope to
+get out to the Colo by lunch, in time to either explore pass 20 or go up 18 and down 19. We have 6km of
+creek in front of us. It looks like a lot on the map ... and it is. Bob Buck didn't nickname this "Suicide
+Creek" for nothing. The going was very slow indeed. And the map looks nothing like reality--those wide
+open spaces never eventuate. We cross the creek, cross back again, slip on the rocks and slip some
+more. We stop for lunch at a lovely water hole, and enjoy a bit of swimming and rinsing off. The
+afternoon is much the same, but a bit more slipping as the bodies tire. Peter learns that all good falls happen in threes: first, his right side goes into the creek; second, he gets sucked up by a mud hole; third, his left side goes into the mud.
-not as good as the first one, and while some are ready to
+We finally make it to a very swollen Colo River at 3pm. Too late to explore any passes. We all agree that a stroll up the river is the suitable route. We walk along the banks of the Colo, the water just too deep for river walking. Quickly we meet our match with a kilometre or so of thick, unforgiving blackberry bushes. I was thankful to be last in line, and let Peter and Ian and others do the blackberry bashing to clear a path for the bludgers among us ) Having forgotten his machete in the car, Ian had to settle for his Swiss Army blade. Maurice's left leg lost a fight with a blackberry vine while the rest of us survived with just a few scratches.
-settle for a lopsided night's sleep, the majority of the
-group agrees to continue walking, We strike on, and
-literally 1 minute away is the best campsite we have
-seen all trip. A Colo beach, views of the red rocks, flat
-places to sleep ... payback time for a day of hell on
-Suicide Creek. Many celebrate with a swim to rinse off
-the grime of the day, and we all enjoy a night around the
-campfire. The comfort of the campsite made us a bit
-giddy and before we know it, we were all barefoot
-around the campfire! We'll be blackmailing Maurice
-Tan should just resign now before the event becomes
+The bewitching hour approaches and we go on the lookout for a suitable campsite. We spot a decent
-known as "Footsie-gate".
+level area but we still have an hour or so left of daylight and the party agrees to keep looking for
+another site. We arrive at a second possibility but it's not as good as the first one, and while some are ready to settle for a lopsided night's sleep, the majority of the group agrees to continue walking, We strike on, and literally 1 minute away is the best campsite we have seen all trip. A Colo beach, views of the red rocks, flat places to sleep ... payback time for a day of hell on Suicide Creek. Many celebrate with a swim to rinse off the grime of the day, and we all enjoy a night around the campfire. The comfort of the campsite made us a bit giddy and before we know it, we were all barefootaround the campfire! We'll be blackmailing Maurice
-Monday was thankfully uneventful. The blackberries
+Tan should just resign now before the event becomes known as "Footsie-gate".
-were few, the slippery rocks were underwater and a faint
-trail helped to speed the walk along. We reached Canoe
-Creek by 11:30 and enjoyed a quick cup of tea courtesy
-of a camping party's boiling billy. After a quick swim,
-we climb and climb out of the Colo. Back at the cars by
-pm, just in time for a late lunch of a burger with the
-works at the Roadhouse. And we beat the Easter traffic,
-about the only thing that went to schedule this entire
-with those photos for the rest of his presidential term and __ trip! Alison Shames
+Monday was thankfully uneventful. The blackberries were few, the slippery rocks were underwater and a faint trail helped to speed the walk along. We reached Canoe Creek by 11:30 and enjoyed a quick cup of tea courtesy of a camping party's boiling billy. After a quick swim, we climb and climb out of the Colo. Back at the cars by 2pm, just in time for a late lunch of a burger with the works at the Roadhouse. And we beat the Easter traffic, about the only thing that went to schedule this entire with those photos for the rest of his presidential term and trip! Alison Shames
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