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On Sunday last when I arose I
had a list of 17 walkers down for the day`s walk, fifteen minutes and three phone calls later I was down to 13 but all were members and all turned up for a good day out. Our three car convoy headed through Appin and into the RNP at Waterfall, we had our usual dog fight with the scores of ill-disciplined motorcyclists who thunder along Sir Bertram Stevens Drive as if they were in the Isle of Man TT. and did our car shuffle at the head of the Walumarra Track. Kevin took up duties as Tail End Charlie and we set off along a nice dry track and under a cloudless blue sky, We soon entered the rainforest and proceeded down the slope now under the tree cover and enjoyed a pleasant morning tea seated around a large rock. We crossed Bola Creek, which had surprisingly low levels of water in it and continued along a very well maintained section of track which appeared to almost have been swept clean of fallen trees, branches and all other clutter and gave the pleasing feeling of being in a large Fairy Glen. Then we saw the snake??? It was quite big and fat and wrapped around a tree branch and although it had been there since Friday ( Roz & I had seen it on our Recon ) none of us were game enough to give it a good poke to see how much life was in it so we left it in peace and crossed Bola creek again and continued up to Lady Carrington Drive. We then proceeded around Forest Island still on a nice clean and clear track but the temperatures were rising and the tree cover was getting sparser so Anarchists Ruled and we sat down for lunch about one kilometer from the end of the walk. As we sat on the track for lunch all the leeches in a 5 mile radius made a coordinated attack and upset some of our Ladies good style, (I said we should have lunched with the snake but Anarchists did rule ). Still events livened up over the last Klick and we reached the cars hot, sweaty and bleeding. Nat was kind enough to give me a lift to pick my car up but promptly kicked me out when she saw a large leech on my shirt and about to strike. Still, it was another great Mountain Devils Day Out!!!!
Harry.
11 members and 1 visitor risked the weather and turned up for the walk. We alighted the ferry at Taronga to steady rain, reminding us of the same situation when we attempted this walk last June. However it soon eased and we set off, firstly diverting to the lookout at Little Sirius Point, then to Curlew Camp where some of our famous artists camped and painted in the 1890's.
Back on the main track around Little Sirius Cove we paused for morning tea at the park. Continuing on we again paused at Curraghbeena Point to look and comment on the landmark residence "The Castle". Gathering our breath we next tackled a serious hill before descending to Mosman Wharf. Steady rain started again, but despite the smell of hot coffee at the wharf and an approaching ferry, everyone wanted to continue on walking around Mosman Bay.
Rain soon stopped and we enjoyed the rest of the walk in dry but humid conditions. Along a while we diverted to admire the extensive Lex and Ruby Graham harbour gardens, then walked on to the tip of Cremorne Point where we had lunch while enjoying the spectacular harbour views. After reaching Cremorne Point Wharf we walked for about 1.3km through Cremorne Reserve on the newly constructed pathway courtesy of the "Economic Stimulus Package". Back around Shell Cove we finally reached Kurraba Wharf after briskly tackling some challenging steps. Catching a waiting ferry we were soon back at the Quay for a coffee and then a relaxing ride home in the air conditioned train.
Kevin
On a cloudy, overcast day 10 members left Campbelltown at the late time of 9.30am (I do love a sleep in) and headed down to Minnamurra. Although it was a bit drizzly on the way, there was no rain when we arrived at Minnamurra Falls, after a drive through the green, rolling hills of Jamberoo. We commented that it was good we hadn't planned a bush walk on the day as it would have been cancelled due to the wet conditions. On the way to the start of the walk, eagle-eyed Harry spotted a lyre bird in the bushes who was obviously trying to impress a mate. He was dancing and shaking his tail feathers. Some of us took photos but he was very well camouflaged. The walk through the rainforest is on concrete paths and we took our time so that we could enjoy the lush surroundings (although we did get a bit wet from the trees dripping on us). We climbed the very steep track to the Upper Falls which were spectacular after all the rain. Then it was back to the Café for lunch and coffee. We were just about to go back to the cars when the rain started so we stayed under the shelter and talked some more. Then it was back to Campbelltown and the heat.
Glenys
On an overcast and very humid morning 10 Devils and 7 Visitors met at a very over crowded Catho car park, luckily Glenys siezed the moment and directed the traffic so we could all find somewhere to park as He Who Shall Be Nameless (HWSBN) had forgotten about the countless hordes of old and soon to be new Australians who descend on Koshigaya Park to enjoy THEIR Day every January 26th. We soon set off in convoy to drive to Simmoes Beach and to everyones relief HWSBN did NOT get lost this year. After we all parked we performed a car shuffle across to Long Point and our customary introductions. The track was very dry and the water level in the Georges River was very low. The humidity was still high so it was not long before we became quite a sweating bunch, ( sorry only horses sweat so the Ladies blushed, and the Gentlemen perspired). The track was a bit overgrown in places an quite damaged in others by thoughtless trail bike riders so in some parts it was quite heavy going. The river looked quite pristine however and many of the car wrecks had been removed and we where back at Simmos Beach in no time. On arrival we were all delighted to find Michael & Ellie with Pauline, Annie and Maureen all waiting to join in the festivities. This swelled our numbers to 22 so we then did our best with the one BBQ which was working to enjoy a relaxing Australia Day BBQ and to mingle with our numerous visitors. After a few hours the clouds had broken up and it got quite hot so we all wended our various ways after yet another great Mountain Devils day out.
HWSBN.
Nine members and three visitors met for a very pleasant Sunday stroll along the Botany Bay foreshore under a glistening sun and light breeze. We set off from Vanston Pde adjacent to Sandringham Baths. In the 1830s the area was known as Strippers Point (now I know what you’re thinking, but you’re wrong!!) after the local occupation of tree felling and bark-stripping. We followed the recently upgraded pathway, rounding the first point at the Georges River 16ft Sailing Club and past Peter Depena Reserve, Dolls Point and along to Ramsgate Beach where we stopped for morning tea in the shady grounds of Cook Park. The walk then took us past the clear, high tide waters of Lady Robinsons Beach, Monterey and on to Brighton Le Sands where we all started to build up an appetite as we checked out the scrumptious delights of the local café set.
We pressed on and made it to the northern end of Cook Park, Kyeemagh at around 1pm. From here marveled at the ability of enormous jet liners to transport their loads of passengers and cargo into and out of Sydney airport. We returned to Brighton where some enjoyed a fish and chip meal and others a delicious home made picnic lunch. By 2pm the wind had really picked up and the clouds began to appear more ominous and so we set out for the return trip. We stopped briefly at Monterey to watch the numerous kitesurfers who had headed out onto the bay to take advantage of the ideal conditions and we ‘oohed’ and ‘aahed’ at their aerial acrobatics. Thankfully, the rain held out but as the temperature had dropped and the wind had picked up, no-one was keen for a swim and so we headed for home. A delightful day was had by all.
Natalie
Even with five cancellations, we still had 20 members and visitors prepared to to brave the heat for our first walk of the year.
Not far along the track we were able to admire views of Jew Fish Bay with old boatsheds, jetties and remains of old oyster lleases. Further on was an abundance of native vegetation including angophoras and old man banksias. Soon we were high above Lime Kiln Bay, then down to a footbridge where we had the first of two morning teas.
The heat was now increasing, but the boardwalk through the mangroves gave us some relief. At the upper reaches of the bay we had a fairly steep climb out, but paused at the top for our second morning tea. Continuing on through a gully, we reached the end of the walk before noon. Remarkably, for such a big group, we all kept together on the track which made the walk so much more enjoyable. The heat was now intense so we looked forward to returning to have lunch in the coolness of our respective houses.
Kevin
On New Years Eve, 12 Devils with Partners and Friends set off with some trepidation to try out a new venue for our annual New Years Party. The new venue was the Ingleburn Bowling Club and did we hit the Jackpot!!! It was great!!! Right from the very reasonably priced and excellent meals to the also very reasonably priced booze to the excellent and safe atmosphere to the versatile band we went from GO to Liftoff in 0 seconds flat.
A great time was had by all and from the moment Reg and Maureen led us all out onto the Dance Floor we took over with our usual aplomb. Remember the old song "I could have danced all night", well we DID dance all night, ably assisted by Margaret, Lorraine, Lynette, Rosslyn and Harry with Agnes and her party joining in we saw the New Year in, in style. In fact Maureen is still wondering what she did with her Blow Tickler (It's a good job Captain Peacock wasn`t there). This venue deserves a return visit and many, many thanks to Margaret for arranging and organising such a good night.
Harry.
Thirteen members commandeered our usual train carriage for the trip to the city. Starting the walk at Circular Quay on a warm sunny morning, we walked around Farm Cove admiring the harbour on one side and some interesting plants including the Boab tree on the other side. Neering Mrs. Macquaries Point, we saw the obligatory Japanese bride. Passing the popular Boy Charlton pool we soon descended into Woolloomooloo Bay and walked around a block of local streets which have been malled with attractive streetscape. Climbing the 100+ McElhone Steps led us to the elevated Embarkation Park where we enjoyed morning tea.
Passing across Potts Point after 11am we walked through crowded outdoor cafes where locals were enjoying late cooked breakfasts. Descending again to Elizabeth Bay past prominent 19th century houses, we strolled around the picturesque waterfront Beare Park. Continuing on we made our way through Rushcutters Bay Park and into Darling Point, ultimately reaching our lunch spot McKell Park. This is up high right at the tip of the point and surely one of the best harbour locations in Sydney.
It was hard to get mobile again but we continued alond the last short leg to Double Bay admiring the grand and interesting houses along the way. Getting back to the main road, we walked through the shopping strip where the ladies in the group admired the windows of the exclusive boutiques.
Despite the heat, half of the group wanted more, so continued onto Bondi with Glenn to see the Sculptures by the Sea. The rest of us were happy to enjoy the air conditioned train ride home.
Kevin
Under cloudy skies and with the threat of rain not far off 14 intrepid Devils along with 2 visitors set off from the Catho car park to head up to the Shire and the drive out to Kernell. When we reached Capt. Cooks landing point the tide was out far enough to allow us to proceed along the waters edge and enjoy a good hairy rock scramble along the cliff base around Sutherland Point and on to Inscription Point where we were able to climb the steps up to the road and walk along to Cape Solander car park.
Morning Tea was taken seated on rocks at the southern end of the car park with views out across the Briney under a rising cloud base and with a warming breeze. We then set off along the cliff tops towards the Lighthouse passing masses of Flannel Flowers and Swamp She Oaks on our right and on our left the Fishermen of Australia were out in force, both in boats and along the cliff edge. We had to skirt inland through the Heath to bypass the Tabbigai Gap and again at Blue Hole Gorge and we finally arrived at Point Long Nose.A swift climb up the sandhills saw us all seated on the shady side of the Lighthouse as by now it was really warm and with our backs to the wall and faith in our cause we all enjoyed our welcome lunch.
Blue skys were starting to smile down on us as we started our return trip and trip some of us did as the hapless Leader wandered into the thick scrub (sorry Lyn & Isle ) but once we where back on the cliff track it was plain sailing to Tabbigia Gap where Michael suggested we branch left onto the Cape Bailey Track and this suggestion really made the walk. We then progressed through some really pleasant Heath and wooded bushland and ended at the toilet and refreshment block where all urges were well satisfied. This walk had it all and as the weather closed in again it was only a short walk to the cars and a wet drive home to savour another great Mountain Devils day out.
Harry.
On Sunday last 18 members met at Hazzas place deep in the Ghetto for a really entertaining, and pleasent day out. 11 stalwarts tackled the suprisingly nice and flat walk around the back of Rosemeadow down to the Water Board fence line and up the hill to enjoy views over to the Blue Mountains. We sneaked a peek at the new developments over at the new Resort but got told off for our trouble, we must have looked like a bunch of Graffitti intending desperardoes, instead of the well dressed well mannered Mountain Devils, which we ARE. Back from the walk we soon got into a feeding frenzy and hoed into a good BBQ, the weather was still kind at this stage so we where able to sit outside and enjoy the spacious grounds of 293b. Somebody provided a cake so everyone sang Happy Birthday to Rino and Harry and the Birthday Boys replied in song, Rino with a melody from old Italy and Harry with a tuneless but raucous rendition of My Sweet Liverpool. The food and the drink and the weather were getting the better of most of us by this stage so we all came inside where Maureen led us in some lusty singing, I can only remember Advance Australia Fair and Edelweiss but we gave the Luton Girls Choir a run for their money. Thanks to all who attended it was another great Mountain Devils day out.
Harry.
Nine members and one visitor set off from the Catholic Club carpark on a sunny but very windy Sunday, all appreciative of the mid-morning start and the chance to have a lie in. Our first stop was the Sir Joseph Banks Native Reserve at Kareela. Established in 1970, the garden commemorates the work of botanist Joseph Banks who traveled on the Endeavour to Australia from England with Captain James Cook. Banks collected and logged many botanical samples in and around the area, now known as the Sutherland Shire, whilst moored at Botany Bay. Following a leisurely stroll, we refueled on a selection of cakes washed down by a much welcomed cuppa. Next, it was a short drive across to the E.G. Waterhouse Camellia Gardens at Miranda. A gorgeous setting – perfectly manicured gardens of springtime blooms amid sandstone features of bench seats and bird baths, bridges, a wishing well, archways of living colour and the sounds of rushing water and birdlife. All made for an afternoon of serenity despite the prevailing winds. We all got the chance to practice our ‘wedding walk’ along the path to the gazebo, edged by the most delicate of flowers and bordered on one side by the duck pond. A picnic lunch on the grass, a visit to the teahouse and a game of quoits (won by Harry) concluded the day, and as the sky turned grey and the winds picked up, we headed for home.
I really enjoyed my first walk as leader and thank all who came along for making it a success. If only I could have controlled the weather!
Natalie.
9 members and 1 visitor set off for the drive to Waterfall Railway Station where most alighted before the drivers set out on the long car shuffle to Wattamolla. As we had managed to get away from the Catho at a good time we started walking around the 8:30 mark.
No sooner had we started than the leader had to stop to fiddle with his GPS (which he should have done while at the carpark) that the first of many White Finger Orchids were spotted. All sorted we continued along the Uloola Falls trail stopping to pause at the Memorial for a group of fire fighters who perished fighting fires in the area, a sobering moment. Soon we began the long descent to the Hacking River via the Couranga Track. A pleasent traverse from heath country to the deep, cool, dark forest of the humid river valley.
The Hacking River water level was very low and we got everyone across it without anyone falling in. Taking the short route around Forest Island we stopped several times to admire many Slender Greenhood Orchids before morning tea at the southern end of Lady Carrington Drive. We headed north along Lady Carrington till we reached the turn-off for the Wallumarra Track. After crossing Bola Ck "Harry of the Congo" regaled the group with his tale of survival against all the odds. The pleasent trundle alongside Bola Ck soon gives way to the big climb out of the valley. Many steps and many rest stops ensued as we battled heat and tired legs. By now a good breeze had come up bring some relief from the rapidly increasing heat. eventually reaching the fire trail we plodded on till we reached Sir Bertram Stevens Drive, hung a left and walked along the road to the Curra Moors Management Trail. Pushing on we covered the ground to Eagle Rock quickly and by 1:15 we were sitting in a shady cave having a well deserved lunch break. A situation that was very pleasing as lunch at Eagle Rock was at the optimistic end of the time schedule for the walk.
After a well deserved rest we set out on the final leg for the day. The conditions and distance were taking a toll and the walking speed dropped off a bit which wasn't that much of a problem as we didn't have far to go. The weather station just south of Wattamolla is always a welcome site as it means the kiosk is not far away. A little before 3:30pm we trundled to the cars, dropped our packs and headed for a well deserved ice cream and cold drink at the kiosk.
This was always going to be a challenging walk, my mapping software gave the distance as a little over 18kms, but the heat of the day made the walk just that bit more of a challenge than it should have been. Anyway, all walkers rose to the occasion and we had a good day.
Michael.
Starting at the historic Bullio Tunnel, nine members firstly ascended the firetrail and then continued for a while until we came to an expansive rocky outcrop with spectacular views. At the end, some of the rocks were shaped like seats and it was here we had an early morning tea.
Leaving the easy part of the walk, we descended off track, then slowly negotiated a narrow ridge with a sheer drop of hundreds of metres. All survived to tell the tale, even Michael who held on to a loose rock for support! Continuing on either off track or a faint track, we were able to admire the interesting and varying sandstone cliff faces as well as the many animal footprints and caves.
Two hours later we emerged back at the cars where we drove to Lake Alexandra. Before starting the climb, a couple of members, doubting their ability, asked if they could get off half way up if needed. However, it wasn't necessary as we steadily climbed the long winding Boulder Track admiring the pretty valley and budding waratahs. Towards the top, we joined a firetrail finally reaching the Katoomba lookout. Here we had our much earned rest and lunch. Setting off again, we noted one missing, being Lorraine who was spotted on the wrong side of the safety fence with the trusted camera in hand.
It was all downhil now, firstly on the yellow track, then the steep green track, where on the other side of the Coke Tunnel we had to negotiate loose soil and rocks. Finally at the bottom, we returned on an easy fire trail.
An interesting day and all seemed to enjoy the varied challenges.
Kevin
I have wanted to do this walk for some time now as it's a long but do-able distance with a great combination of flora, fauna and spectacular scenery along the way.
The weather was exactly as predicted. We set off from Bundeena at about 8:30am and it started to sprinkle rain just as we reached Jibbon Beach, a number opted for ponchos but the rain didn't last and these soon came off again. A quick stop at the Aboriginal engravings to show Lorraine (as she was the only person not to have seen them before) then we pushed on around Jibbon Head enjoying the effects of the changing weather on the spectacular views in this area. A short stop at Shelley Beach had a Pavlovian effect on our group as this is normally the morning tea stop for walks around Jibbon Head but alas this was not our stop on this day. I moved the group on quickly from Shelley Beach to avoid a mutiny as tea would not be for a while yet.
The weather kept changing from spatters of rain to sunshine and finally to full rain. We doned our wet weather gear about 5 minutes before reaching our morning tea spot. Whilst having tea the weather finally broke and the sun made it's first real break through for the day which of course meant we had to pack our wet rain gear away again. Oh well, the joys of bushwalking.
Our progress was good as NPWS had done quite a bit of track clearing so the pace was good and it felt like no time at all when we arrived above Marley Beach. Marley Creek looked in a very poor state and we easily walked straight across it. A Deer had left a nice set of fresh hoof prints in the sand along Big Marley. From here we made a short stop at the old fishing hut ruins where Roz spotted a small Brown Snake (snake season already, oh dear). I tried to locate an old track that leads to a nice rock outcrop on the headland but the scrub had grown over and the track was gone. I decided on a nice rock outcrop not far off the fire trail and we settled down for lunch.
We plodded along the fire trail till the turn-off for the Marley Track. Progress was very good as again a lot of work had been done on this track and we briefly stopped at Deer Pool. There were a suprising number of Finger and Sun Orchids flowering and they made a delightful distraction on the final leg of our journey. All too soon we arrived at the Marley Car park around 2pm which was about an hour ahead of my estimation. A quick run into Bundeena to collect the cars and we were on our way home by 2:30pm. In the end the distance was about 3km more than estimated but all seemed happy with how far we walked.
Michael.
On a partly overcast morning 17 of us set out on the train and bus journey to Dover Heights. Thanks to Kevin’s detailed itinerary we made the required connection to the bus in the nick of time. The walk took us along the cliff tops with beautiful views of the ocean. By the time we stopped for morning tea, the sun was out and everyone was enjoying the fine weather. We passed Macquarie Lighthouse and the Signal station. Rino introduced us to the phenomenon of the gun emplacement which everyone found very amusing. Then up the steps to the Gap and the views of the city. We walked past Lady Bay Beach where some of the ladies were excited to see a nude male bather. We walked around the loop to Hornby Lighthouse where we stopped for lunch. Then it was back down the path and along Camp Cove Beach. Once back on the road to Watson’s Bay we followed our noses to the smell of fish and chips. A short wait and we took the ferry back to Circular Quay and caught the train home. Thank you to Kevin for the detailed map and instructions for the walk and to Rino for helping me to clarify some of the details. Congratulations to Max and Sheila for completing the walk. It was a great day.
Glenys
Seven members, Carmel, Max, Mike, Ellie, Glenn, Glennys and Bob and one visitor Len spent two days in the Budawang National Park during August. Temperatures at night were chilly – minus 2 and minus 4 degrees. However, the days were delightful. The drive to the campsite via Goulburn and Braidwood was quite pleasant. “The Bakery” in Braidwood was chosen as the lunch stop. “Wog Wog” was a property in the area but is now part of the national park. The campsite has basic amenities and at the end of winter few visitors – just eight.
After a chilly night we set off to Corang Peak. The track, as usual, was overgrown at the beginning with one creek crossing. As we ascended the first of the hills the track followed and old fire-trail and was much easier to negotiate. Near Tinderry Lookout the track has been re-routed to avoid climbing through rocky outcrops. The views from Tinderry to Mount Dromedary were excellent. From here the overgrown track became difficult. Pushing through shoulder high heath made the going quite arduous. A lunch stop was called at the turn off to Admiration Point. An area, which had been a backpacker’s delight to camp, was now quite overgrown. The views to Pigeon House Mountain were delightful. Corang Peak was to the right but still too distant to climb and return to camp before dark. We rested and had lunch.
The next day we decided to climb Mount Budawang. After a short drive we began the climb, about three kilometres with just on level area before the final assault. A lone fire tower used to grace the top. Now, a huge solar panel and communication towers and building stand beside the tower enclosed by a cyclone fence. The views were amazing. To the north-east, Pigeon House, The Castle and Byangee Walls were clearly visible. Mount Cole lurked in the background. This was an ideal lunch spot and a time to reflect upon the magnificence of the Budawang National Park. The climb was worth every bit of the effort.
As we broke camp, the wind began to pick up. By the time the last of the group left it was really blowing. We drove back to Braidwood for lunch and headed home independently. Despite the fact that we did not reach our objective on day one it had been a most enjoyable camp. Perhaps another time in warmer weather.
Bob
9 Members and 2 Visitors braved a very cold and frosty morning to head down to Mittagong last Sunday in a 3 car convoy. The NSW Police Highway Patrol livened up the journey by pulling over a hapless young motorcyclist who was on the tail of Harry`s red devil in a blaze of flashing lights and blaring sirens then a short time later an unmarked car with just lights flashing shot past us all doing 170+ the rest of the trip was quite an anticlimax. After our usual introductions we set off around the edge of Lake Alexandria and along Leopold St. to the start of the track by the old swimming pool. The track was well marked and we made good headway as by now the weather was warming up nicely.
We crossed the creek with ease as water levels were low and passed the always disappointing Sixty Foot Falls and passed under the bridges of the Mittagong By Pass. Just before we reached the old open cut coal mine we stopped by the trackside for morning tea. We then progessed through the callistemon forest and noted the Big Tree a river peppermint of ample proportions before tackling a large rock scramble which was handled wih ease by all hands. The group then crossed Gibbergunyah Creek with only Sue`s foot kissing the water on the way over. We then climbed out of the valley by means of yet another steep stairway but after the stairs on Rino`s walk last week it was a doddle to these stair savvy Mountain Devils, we then turned right and followed the fire trail until , under the guidance of Kevin and Glen the Leader branched to the left to follow the track back to the dam wall of Lake Alexandra.
We concluded our walk with lunch by the Lakeside under a nice pagola and seated around pleasant tables. We then found our way out of the ,by now, crowded car park and wended our way back to Campbelltown after yet another great Mountain Devils day out.
Harry.
Ten enthusiastic walkers set out from "Catho" at 7.30 a.m. for the Leura cascades to Leura Waterfall and back, or as Natalie described it the "WOW" walk. Met up with a visitor at Leura parking area and off we went through the prettiest flora imaginable, tumbling water, craggy cliff faces, ferns even a lyre bird. Every few steps was another "wow" view. We had to fight off millions of tourists around Echo Point but those few thousand stairs up and down soon weeded out the true bushwalkers. We kept moving from shadow to sunlight as we crossed the glens and then out onto the escarpment. Our resident photographer in her quest for the perfect photo took one step too close to the edge and it was nearly "Goodbye Lorraine". But the tail end Charlies hoisted her up and all was well. Our walk finished at 3.30 p.m. and everyone agreed that it was a fantastic walk both picturesquely and physically. Now we wait for the sore legs!!!
Carmel
The day was overcast when we left Campbelltown. Rain did not seem far away. Perhaps the cooler temperature would delay its onset. Four carloads set off from the Catholic Club and headed toward Richmond North via the M7 Motorway. The views from the Bells Line of Road through Mount Tomah were spectacular. We regrouped at the Mount Banks turnoff and headed towards the picnic area.
Fourteen members and one visitor set off to the Summit of Mount Banks. The climb is quite steep but the views of the Grose Valley provided ideal rest opportunities – photographs the excuse. The trees obscure views from the summit. A trig station adorns the summit. George Caley named the mountain after his benefactor, Sir Joseph Banks. Caley and three convicts had taken five days to walk here from Parramatta.
We descended the mountain and picked up a fire trail, which would take us to the road, which leads to a dis-used shale mine. Following morning tea at the junction of the roads we skirted Mount Banks to Banks Wall a cliff top with spectacular views of the Grose Valley. Far below was Blue Gum Forest a favourite rest spot for walkers hiking between the Bells Line of Road and Blackheath. A short distance away is Frank Hurley Head. This was the lunch spot.
Across the valley Mount Hay is visible as well as Locksley Pylon. Showers, which had been threatening, began to fall - cold and wet. We retraced our steps to the cars. The walk was varied both in views and vegetation. Interesting rock formations in the cliffs were photographed by some of the group. It rained for most of the drive home. We had enjoyed the walk before it became really wet and cold.
Bob.
18 Mountains Devils invaded the Pink Diamond Chinese Restaurant in their best to enjoy the night and that they did. After filling their stomachs and some of us with a little bit of Dutch courage hit the dance floor. It was great to see Reg who made us all feel old as he showed his expert moves in line dancing, then danced with all the girls including the proprietress of the restuarant. Maureen had us doing the Congo line in and out and around the tables much to other diners bemusement. Our king of the twist (Kevin) was almost upstaged by Rino's Italian version. Sheila, Carmel, Lorraine and Liz showed us steps you definately do not see in the bush. Everyone seemed to enjoy themselves. Thank you everyone who came.
Rosslyn
This walk had to be cancelled as I had a dose of the flu, which meant two years of planning went down the drain. I will try and put this walk on again in the near future.
Michael.
12 members and 2 visitors took advantage of the first dry morning for a week and set off by train and ferry to Taronga. Sadly, as we alighted the ferry, the rain started. After sheltering at the wharf for about ten minutes, the rain eased enough for us to put on our ponchos and set off. Not long into the walk, we paused at the scenic Little Sirius Point for morning tea. However rain clouds were rolling in so we soon set off, firstly to Curlew Camp. This is the spot where our great 19th century artists such as Streeton and Roberts gathered and painted.
Off around Little Sirius Cove, we were confronted with a notice advising the track and wooden steps were closed for repair. So we deviated by walking up a steep road battling against the driving rain. After sheltering for a while under a private carport, we soldiered on taking a short cut to Mosman Wharf. No one took the opportunity to opt out of the walk here and catch a ferry back to the city. We carried on around Mosman Bay. Our next shelter was Old Cremorne Wharf where we decided to have an early lunch in anticipation that the rain may stop or at least ease. Margaret and Rosemary decided to quit at this point and caught an oncoming ferry. This ferry firstly continued on to Mosman before calling back to our wharf on the way to the Quay. Curiously, Rosemary decided to get off the ferry and rejoin us.
Despite the ongoing rain, Harry and Ros were keen to continue the walk. However, majority rules and we decided to quit the walk and take the next ferry home. As we started to walk down the wharf when the ferry was pulling in, a freakish heavy downpur with severe winds ensured that those parts of us which were not already wet were now well and truly soaking. The deckhand found the sight of us struggling very amusing.
By the time we arrived back at Campbelltown it was of course dry. We all agreed that this would be a great walk to attempt again on a warm, dry and sunny day!
Kevin
12 Members and 1 Visitor head up the mountains for a very scenic walk. We enjoyed an uneventful trip up to Mt Victoria and made very good time. After our car shuffle we headed down Berghofers Pass built in 1907 to make it easier for the cars of that era to climb up from the plains below. Great views can be seen from many points along the way. Berghofers Pass also has fine examples of construction methods use at that time. The pass is a dead end and so it is necessary to climb back up. Its not a very steep climb but it gets the blood pumping never the less. Then it was on to Lawsons long alley, which was built in 1824 and then closed in 1832 when Victoria Pass was opened. Lawsons does not have as good views as Berghofers but it’s an interesting walk. Having done this walk before as a much longer day. I had underestimated how long it was going to take us to do it. Thankfully we finished early as it started to rain, which had not been forecast for the day. Thanks to all how came for the day.
Glenn
The weather predictions leading up to Saturday had not been the best. But thankfully the weather cleared and we enjoyed a sunny day. 10 members and 4 visitors set off from the Catholic Club for the short drive to Wedderburn. We set off from the end of Victoria Rd along the fire trail and made good time to the OHare's Creek lookout. Views were enjoyed and some landmarks pointed out before we got back onto the trail.
Our intrepid leader decided to try the old fire trail way even though it was very overgrown in parts all enjoyed this diverse route back to the main fire trail. A short plod and we reached the exit point for the charcoal drawings. All decided to descend the cliff line and we had some fun doing this part of the walk. It doesn't take long to reach the drawings and much photo taking and discussion ensued about the origins/authenticity. This was also our morning tea stop and we relaxed in the warming morning sun listening to the birds and the rushing of water in the creek.
The trail beckoned and we set-off for the trip to Minerva Pool. A relaxed pace was maintained on this part of the trip and we soon headed off the fire trail onto the footpad that suddenly dies out about 400mtrs from the Pool. A short scrub bash across a gully and we were back on track arriving at the pool minutes later. This was our lunch stop. A lot of water was flowing over the waterfall which looked and sounded great. Lunch passed quickly and we set off for the run home. We got back to the cars and the few who had not been to this area before were impressed to have discovered part of Campbelltown's secret backyard.
Michael.
Four intrepid or just plain crazy Devils met at the Catholic Club for the drive to Hilltop. After a brief conference about the weather, which seemed to be clearing, we decided to head off. On the drive down we noted that the skies to the north where clearing and those to the south were dark and gloomy.
Still we pressed on in the hope that things would improve. On reaching the car park at Wattle Ridge Rd it was raining quit heavily and was not showing any signs of clearing soon. We decided to head back north to clearer skies and after a brief discussion we made up our minds to walk the Forest track at Helensburg. The weather was much clearer when we arrived and we headed off. The Forest track is a very pretty walk with a mix of Rainforest and escarpment lookouts over the coast. The track is very overgrown at the moment but still clear enough to follow easily.
The under growth was still damp and I was wet from the knees down in no time at all and the going was a bit slippery at times. The heavens choose not to open up on us, so raincoats stayed in our packs. An enjoyable walk all-together except for one slip that proved painful for one of our party.
Glenn
After cancellations and non starters, nine of us set off firstly by train. While waiting for the bus at Wynyard, we met members of the Catholic Bushwalking Club who were going to do the same walk. We alighted the bus about 1km before them for a warm up walk through the bush leading to Seaforth Oval. Here we were tempted with a sausage and bacon sizzle being cooked for the local footballers. We resisted as we did not want to start the challenging walk with a full stomach.
The steep descent into Bantry Bay on the Timber Getters Track was made easier by what looked like some fairly new and well constructed bush steps. At the bottom we saw the other group having morning tea and we were to run into them three other times along the way. We then followed the Bay track around the waterfront before the steep climb up involving some rock scrambling up to the Bluff. Braving the wind, we stopped for a late morning tea while admiring the panoramic view down the bay into Middle Harbour.
Next was the steep descent, sometimes squeezing between large rocks to the impressive Natural Bridge, then back up again to join another track eventually leading to the other side of the bay. This track had a number of fallen trees and rock scrambling. It was good to see Natalie and Nicole showing concern for those having some difficulties. Finally we reached our much needed lunch stop at Flat Rock Beach. However we did not stay long as the pressure was on to complete the walk and get home in time for Nena to get to the Sydney Swans game at Homebush.
After lunch another ascent. Rosslyn reminded me that this was the fouth climb where I announced that this was to be the last climb! At the top we joined the Flat Rock Track where we did some serious pacing along the long flat track alongside Middle Harbour to under the Roseville Bridge. Finally a tough 1km climb up the hill to the bus stop. As we were about to get on the bus, looking back down the hill, we could see the Catholic Bushwalkers struggling up the hill. So while some of us were doubting our ability, after five hours we felt well rewarded on completing the walk.
Oh yes, and with good transport connections Nena made it home with 15 minutes to get changed and get out again to the game.
Kevin
On a perfect Sydney autumn morning, 14 Devils and 1 visitor left the Catho car park in convoy to head to the Shire for the very social walk along the Cronulla beachfront. Due to road works at the top of President Avenue and unfriendly traffic lights in Caringbah the convoy became seperated but thanks to the wonder called the mobile phone we were all able to establish contact and reform on the beach front at North Cronulla. The water looked pristine and the sand lovely, everyone and their dog was out enjoying the glorious conditions so the Devils set off with high hearts. Leader Harry just had to point out to everyone in earshot the Unit he had lived in on arrival in OZ all those years ago and the pace along the waterfront was brisk. Another errwas brisk. Another error in navigation by the leader was corrected by the ever vigilant Maureen and before we knew it we where all enjoying morning tea in Darook park. We were joined for morning tea by a large number of Kookaburras. After a nice break we wended our way back along the waters edge, thinking how lucky we were to be able to enjoy such perfect conditions. We then all signed in to the Cronulla R.S.L. and enjoyed a leisurely lunch in very pleasant company and very pleasant surroundings. After an extended period chatting we dispersed to our cars for the trip back to Campbelltown having enjoyed another great Mountain Devils day out.
Harry.
Nine members, Lyn, Glenys, Harry, Ros, Lorraine, Jon, Liz, Natalie and Kevin and soon to member Lyn drove to Belanglo State Forest. We drove from Campbelltown to Belanglo State Forest to be greeted by 1000 scouts and their 400 strong support staff. They were at Belanglo Forest for a weekend camping and contest. Each small group of scouts was required to navigate its way though the forest earning points for each control point visited.
Our walk began at the Fire Dam Campsite on Daley’s Fire Trail heading north to the Backpackers’ Memorial. This site commemorates the deaths of the seven backpackers who lost their lives at the hands of Ivan Milat during the 1098’s and 1990’s. After a short reflection at the site we descended to the Maritime Fire Trail and later joined the Firebreak Fire Trail. Walking was easy without any significant slopes. Cowlishaws Fire Trail was followed until the RITS lunch spot was reached. (Rocks in the Sun). After lunch we resumed walking along Cowlishaws until a gate and electric fence were reached. These did not present a problem but the “Private Property No trespassing” sign proved to be a deterrent. A short retrace with trip, brought us back to another track heading in the right direction. This was followed until it became a narrow footpad, which had been transformed into a wider track by trail bikes. We followed this track down into gully. Lorraine’s eagle eyes glimpsed a track across the gully. We followed it to Belanglo Fire Trail, which would take us back to the cars.
The scouts had now assembled at Fire Creek Dam for their final assembly before being taken home. They were entertained by loud music. Our group adopted infrequently used aural navigation skills and proceeded off track through the pine forest. One thousand scouts greeted us as we clambered up the bank of Firebreak Dam.
Bob
We met at 8am at the Catholic Club’s car park. 11 members and 2 visitors. We left the car park for Bundeena in a convoy of 3 cars. It was a beautiful morning ideal for a walk along Sydney’s coastline.
After visiting some Aboriginal engravings we continued on a very overgrown track, as this track had been closed for same years. The effort was well worth it because the scenery was spectacular. Unfortunately no dolphins nor whales could be seen, Helen was really keen to spot some.
After morning tea we continued our walk closing the loop and finished back in Bundeena for lunch of fish and chips.
A great morning was had by all.
Rino.
Five members, Nena, Mike, Ellie, Nicole and Jon and one visitor, Len set up camp in the Namadgi National Park. The campsite is adjacent to the site of the Honeysuckle Creek Tracking Station. It was this NASA facility, which transmitted to moon landing pictures to the US and then around the world. Only the foundations and interpretive signs remain.
Day two dawned cool and windy. Gale force winds would develop as Ellie learned. After parking cars at the Orroral Valley Campsite the day’s walk began. Because of the high winds the road to the planned start was closed. Oh heck! A four-kilometre walk UPHILL was the alternative. Once the road to Orroral Valley was reached and a slippery downhill commenced. The road’s surface was so dry that the loose grains of sand made the surface ball bearing slippery in places. Once the valley floor was reached the views were magic.
By now the wind was gale force – or so it seemed. However, the multitude of kangaroos watching us pass was a distraction. Jon called out, “Stand up for your photo.” No response from that lot. But, the next mob was all erect and waiting. Good one Jon.
Meanwhile, back at camp Ellie was chatting with a Park Ranger. A gust of wind and an ominous movement of the tarp shelter galvanised Ellie into action. Alone and single-handed she wrestled with heaving tarps, which were releasing themselves from their anchors. Chairs, tables and stoves were being knocked by the tarps as they blew in the wind. Heroically Ellie tried to tame the monster tarps.
Oblivious to Ellie’s plight the walkers arrived at the site of Orroral Valley Tracking Station. Only the foundations remain. When NASA left these sites everything remained. Only the doors were locked. Vandalism and theft followed. So badly were the vandalised that it was necessary to demolish what was left. A spot out of the wind was sought and we had lunch.
A short but windy walk led to Orroral Homestead. This old building was restored by the ACT Park Service with the help of members of ACT National Parks Association. Michael was keen to visit the remains of a later homestead, where he found the cache, which was hidden there.
By now the wind was really blowing. At times it was strong enough to make one lose one’s balance. Nena had a brief encounter from a wind blown man. Soon the trees were reached providing respite from the wind. However another danger loomed. The risk of falling trees. It was a matter of one eye on the path and the other to the sky, a bit like the cook of nursery rhyme times.
The cars were reached and loaded with firewood before we grove back to camp.
Oh the devastation. Ellie was still wrestling with the writhing tarps. So much for the peaceful day she had planned making cards. However, she done good. All was saved. After moving our belonging to the brick shelter and a shower, happy hour commenced followed by a delightful evening meal.
After a late breakfast on day two we set off for Booroomba Rocks, a popular spot for rock climbers. The walk through the forest was pleasant punctuated by the unexpected ringing of a phone. Unexpected because we were out of range, or so we thought. A brief pause, a hurried message and we were on our way. At the base of the climb we met a young couple that were heading up to Booroomba rocks for a day’s climbing. The view from to top of the climb is superb. Suburbs of Canberra were in the distance and glimpses of the Brindabellas to the left. Another cache for Michael was also revealed.
The stroll back to camp was a casual affair. Showers were the order of the day and then we settled down to happy hour and the evening meal. Jon and Michael removed the steel structure from the fireplace and built a fire, which kept us warm until bedtime – not so very late.
Bob.
Only a few calls were received for this walk (and these weren't till Thursday night, bit late for a Saturday walk), so the walk did not proceed. I will reschedule this one for the Winter programme
Michael.
Four members, Wendy, Judy, Glenys and Rosemary and two visitors Lyn and Wisam enjoyed a stroll around historic Camden. The walk commenced in John Street at the library, Museum and Fire Station. Across the road is the Court House and Police Station. Prior to 1841 court proceedings were held at Cawdor. “Macaria”, which is now the home of Camden council, was built for Henry Thompson in the mid 19th century. It was once a Grammar School.
Around the corner in Argyle Street is the Post Office. The first Post Office in Camden operated from 1st May 1841. In 1846 daily mail was received and the postage from Sydney was 7 pence (14 cents). The Camden A.H & I Hall was built as a drill hall in 1894. The entrance gates were donated by the Macarthur- Onslows.
Macarthur Park was opened in 1906 and was part of John Macarthur’s Estate. It was a gift to the people of Camden by Elizabeth Macarthur-Onslow. Wisam was able to read the inscription on the Turkish Field Gun on display. St John’s Anglican Church (1840) and the rectory were the next ports of call. A brief walk through the cemetery was interesting.
Back in Argyle Street it was time for coffee. After coffee the Plough and Harrow Hotel (1841) – now the Argyle Inn – and Reeves House (1889) were visited. The Old Milk Factory (1926) and Nepean House (1857) were viewed. We paused outside “Edithville” which was the town’s first community hospital opened in 1899 and which, ceased operating in 1902 when the present hospital opened in Menangle Street. St Paul’s Catholic Church (1859) concluded the Camden Heritage Tour.
Bob
This walk was cancelled because of a severe Leech invasion (especially round some parts of the Recon Team.)
Harry.
4 cars left Campbelltown in convoy and we had a good trip up the mountains. We managed to catch Lorraine at the info sign in Bilpin and she joined us for the final leg of the journey. We arrived at the beautiful township of Mt Wilson not long after 11am and began to setup camp and have a spot of lunch.
The Lookouts.
Mid-afternoon we set off to explore a couple of the lookouts in the area. We parked our cars across the road from the Community Hall and had a look, we then checked out the Bush Fire Station. Now having seen both buildings this concluded our tour of the township. We walked down the road to Du Faurs Rocks Lookout and were greeted with a stunning vista across the Wollongambe River and Blue Mountains NP. As we were in no hurry we were able to wander around checking out the views, plants and rock formations. We took our time walking back up the hill and set off for Wynne's Rocks. Only a short drive across town and we parked the cars again. A short wander down the hill had us enjoying another stunning vista across Bowen Creek to the Grose Valley in the south.
Unknown to us all 40+ uni students descended on the place for their once every six month outdoors experience. Let's just say that although they were very well behaved sleep was not one of their priorities. We had a nice fire that was puntuated by the arriving students mistaking us for their group (in fact they were still arriving and setting up tents at 1am). Two more groups of devils arrived during the evening and we settled into a nice evening by the fire.
Saturday morning contained many comments from the group about the leaders claim that no one knew of this place. If we had been here on any other weekend it would have been very quiet.
The Pavement Walk.
Les arrived Saturday morning and this completed our camping group. We set out for the Pavement Walk at around 8:30am and we were on the trail before 9. The walk starts from the end of Mt Irvine Rd along a fire trail for about 1km then we head off through the scrub. Our first stop was at a hand carved water well. Much discussion ensued about this interesting find. Why was it here, how long did it take to dig and how was it done?
Our walk continued over some Scribbly Gum and Angophora covered ridges with many views and a surprising number of Orchids. After a tea break we reached the Pavement in quite good time and had a good look around even discovering some more grinding grooves. I found the Emu Woman engraving again and Rino poured some water into it so we could get a much better look at it. We wandered around this interesting area for some time exploring the views, geology and Aboriginal sites. As it was still early we started the return leg and stopped for lunch about 12:30. As is normal the return leg was quick and we arrived back at camp by mid-afternoon.
Saturday night was again enjoyed by the fire. Only downside was that the uni students were very noisy and engaded in drinking games till the wee hours of the morning.
The Big Tree - Cathederal of Ferns.
Sunday dawned and after breaky we headed off to have alook at the Big Tree and Cathederal of Ferns. This is a short walk that starts from the campground. What a beautiful little spot the Ferns, vines , Coachwood and Fungi makes this a very pretty short walk and was the perfect way to finish the weekend.
As the day drew on (and the NRMA arrived to start Harry's car) members drifted away after another enjoyable weekend away.
Sunday morning 12 Devils met at the Catholic Club car park. We left in a convoy of 4 cars. It was a beautiful morning, after a night of rain which made me think that we may have had to cancel the walk.
We reached Springwood at 8.45 and set off at 8.50. Because of the previous night rain the track was quite wet and as I was in front got quite wet but as the day progressed we all dried off.
Our walk took us along Sassafras and Glenbrook Creeks which due to the recent rains were flowing quit well, but, as we had to cross and re-cross them some of us had a few near falls due to slippery rocks.
Morning tea was near a lovely water hole but none of us was game enough to go in for a dip.After quite a steep descent at the start most of the walk was on undulating terrain with a well defined track. We had a few obstacles to negotiate along the way but we helped each other over them and progress was swift.
After lunch the return leg of this circuit walk took us along Magdala Creek, past Magdala Fall and Martins Fall and constantly changing scenery. What goes down must go up again and so it was with us. But in spite of the final climb to the top every one of us had a good walk.
Rino
After a couple of weeks of cancelled walks due to heat and rain, several of us were anxious for a walk despite the doubtful weather. We alighted the northern beaches bus at Manly Vale and strode 1km down the road to the entrance of the reserve. Firstly crossing the dam wall, we then headed up steps past a variety of native vegetation. Soon we descended back down to the foreshore where we sometimes had to dodge the water lapping up to the edge.. Leaving the water and crossing a footbridge, we ascended again, this time through bloodwood and scribbly gums and heath. At a flat rock outlook for morning tea, someone commented that they thought we were just going to walk around the edge of the lake, not climb up and down and in and out which of course was much more interesting and enjoyable.
At the top we turned into a firetrail where we had to dodge a number of mountain bikes while admiring their effort to manage the rough and hilly terrain. After crossing Curl Curl Creek we turned into a long shady track, soon reaching a sidetrack where Carmel and Nicole skipped across the rockpools to reach the top of a waterfall. Back on the track through a heavily shaded archway of mainly banksia, we crossed a creek then stopped for lunch. Barely fifteen minutes later thunder and rain started. Rather than shortcut the rest of the walk, all voted to carry on. Ponchos on, glasses fogged up, we climbed up and up then down and up again with a very proud Sheila keeping up with us.
An hour later at the finish of the walk, the rain stopped. By the time we briskly walked the km back to the bus stop, our clothes were mostly dry and we all felt pretty well pleased with ourselves after completing the full walk of about 11km despite the weather.
Kevin
Again, due to a week of poor weather this walk was cancelled for safety reasons.
Do to the extreme weather conditions this walk was cancelled. I will try to put this walk on again in combination with another walk in the area.
Michael.
Three days in Heaven! Our party of eleven met at the Catholic Club on Tuesday morning and drove to Cooma for lunch. At Jindabyne there was a little last minute shopping and then on to Thredbo Diggings. In the heat of the afternoon we set up camp and then down to the river for a dip.
Wednesday dawned with a light cloud cover, but this soon burned off. The ski lift trip up to "The Eagle's Nest" was the beginning of the day's walk. With clear blue skies we set off for Dead Horse Gap passing through mountain meadows covered in wildflowers flanked by The Ramshead Range- a tumble of rocks left behind by The Ice Age. The descent to the gap, was through stands of snow gums and Alpine Ash, decimated by the 2003 fires. Snow gums regenerate from the base of the tree. Bare silver branches remain for many years.
At dead Horse Gap we had lunch and followed the river back the Thredbo. The track wound through stands of burnt timber. The many, bogs that were a feature of this walk, are beginning to recover after the fires and the ensuing drought.
On Thursday we drove to Perisher and then on to Wheatley Gap. Here the walk to The Porcupine commenced. A feature of the Crackenback Range is the vertical columns of granite along the ridges-hence the name porcupine. The views of the Thredbo Valley were magnificent. We thought we saw Max at the campsite. We followed the track back to Perisher and drove back to camp.
After a short break we followed the Bullocks Flat Track to Doctor Bullock's Hut - a rather palatial building. Nearby is Bullock's Flat Terminal for the Ski Tube to Perisher and Blue Cow. The walk back to camp was hot. So hot that Glen had a swim -clothes and all. The cool water of the Thredbo River was most refreshing.
Friday was another clear day. We drove to Charlotte's Pass and commenced the walk to Blue Lake formed during the Ice Age and is one of but a handful of glacial lakes on the mainland all a within a "stone's throw" of each other in this area. The descent to the river was steep. We crossed the headwaters of the Snowy River, which is formed by the junction of Merritts Creek and Club Lake Creek. We climbed to regain lost altitude. Breathlessness in the thinner air was the enemy. Our party became two. One group, led by Glenn continued to the saddle between Carruthers Peak and Mount Twynam. From here the views are stunning. The Sentinel is clearly visible. This group visited Blue Lake on the way to the summit. The other group turned back at Hedley Tarn. We regrouped again at Charlottes Pass.
Jindabyne "Bowlo" was the planned dinner spot. Just as well. When we arrived back at camp we were greeted with the news "TOTAL FIRE BAN". After a swim and hot showers for some, we drove into Jindabyne for dinner.
Driving home on Saturday we were unaware of the fires in Victoria. The only hint was the cloud haze in the distance, especially at Lake George. 'Twas a great camp and will be repeated in 2010 - same time and same place but with different walks. Weather permitting, of course
Bob.
15 Members, 1 Visitor and 5 Guests (all the guests where from Uruguay, so they got special Guest status) left Long Point on a lovely cool morning to enjoy a really great Aussie type Australia Day. Leader Harry was heaving that many sighs of relief at the weather that he completely missed the turn off for Simmo`s beach and led the following convoy in an impromptu tour of Macquarie Fields until Rino and Pauline (with vocal support from Sheila) showed him the error of his ways.
After the usual introductions we made our way gingerly down the very steep trail to the riverside track with no falls to report this year. The Members were dressed very colourfully in their usual Aussie dress and National Flags were in abundance.The choir ladies among us gave a touching rendition of We are One but we are many, as we strolled along the banks of the historic Georges River and as the sun came out God was in his Heaven. Our Uruguayan friends really enjoyed their walk and we enjoyed their company and before you could say Jack Robinson we had all arrived at Simmo`s Beach in good spirits.
After another car shuffle the usual suspects waded into their BBQ`s with gusto and we all made the most of a lovely afternoon with the few others who had also decided to spend Australia Day at Simmo`s Beach. After a kick around with a large ball we gradually drifted off homewards after yet another great Mountain Devils day out and yes I agree with Kevin it was great to have the ageless Reg with us again and to have Glenn back on the track once more.
Harry.
Twelve members including a very welcome Reg braved the extreme heat and boarded the train for the city. Going by majority rules, we agreed on what sections of the walk we should cut out due to the heat. Alighting at Wynyard, we headed up the historic Agar Steps and walked around the grounds of the Observatory admiring the views up the west of Sydney Harbour. We then walked through Argyle Cut and meandered through the Rocks food market where a couple of stragglers were tempted to purchase.
After walking around the perimeter of Government House, we enterd the Botanic Gardens where the full impact of the heat was starting to be felt. At Mrs. Macquaries Point, Robyn stopped for a break. Pauline, professionally observing that she was not well, sprung into action and called an ambulance. Great thanks also to Annie who showed outstanding concern and care. Robyn was eventually whisked off to hospital. We then struggled on with the walk bypassing the scenic route and taking the most direct path to the lunch cafe. Here we all enjoyed a big bowl of spaghetti washed down by several glasses of red cordial and water.
We did not hang around too long though as we were keen to make our way up to the train and get home. Except the intrepid Rosemary who carried on to see the other attractions of the city.
Kevin
P.S. Robyn was discharged in the afternoon and is fine.
Starting at 8.45am, the track soon overlooked the picturesque Jew Fish Bay. Being a very low tide, rock arrangements in the mud being the remains of old oyster leases could be seen. Further on at the rim of the tidal baths, some of us explored a castle like shelter built in the Great Depression. Continuing on we admired the diverse bushland, especially the dominent trees being salmon trunked angophras and old man banksias. We also paused to observe the variety of birds and their calls.
After the first of two morning tea breaks, we continued along a boardwalk through the mangroves to the upper reaches of Lime Kiln Bay. Here there were sightings of water birds. We then faced a steep climb out. Sheila attacked it slowly and steadily and came out unscathed. We continued on after our second break walking through different bushland and getting back to our cars at 12 noon after an enjoyable morning.
Kevin
Led by Bob, Carmel, Ros and Harry had a pleasant stroll around historic Paddington. The walk commenced at the Town Hall 1890 and the Post Office 1885. It was then on to Anastasia's for a cup of coffee. Refreshed we walked past Juniper Hall built for distiller Robert Cooper. Cottages for the officer at Victoria Barracks were built in 1848 but are now, private residences. Glenmore Road was followed to the Five Ways. The Scottish Hospital, original 1840 cottages and part of "Englehurst" (1835) were visited.
After a "Tradesman's Lunch" at the Royal Hotel and a little shopping next door we followed Windsor Street to Carmel's grandmother's terrace. As a child Carmel was a frequent visitor. In Moncur Street we saw "Number 96". Not the correct address but the set of that famous soapie. It was back to Oxford Street via Jersey Road to catch a bus home. A walk around St Francis of Assisi Church completed the walk.
Bob
Six members and one visitor set off from Campbelltown at the very civilised time of 9.00am. We enjoyed the scenery on the drive down the coast, particularly after we turned off the freeway and wound our way through the hills.
On arrival at the Minnamurra Rainforest Centre we met another member and two visitors. The walk around the rainforest is on walkways and two swinging bridges and mostly level. We made a very leisurely circuit of the boardwalk with frequent stops to view the vegetation. There were vast numbers of Bird's Nest Ferns and Stag Horn ferns. We also saw an Eastern Water Dragon sunning itself on a rock, a lyre bird and many small wrens. We don't usually see too much wildlife on our walks (couldn't be because we are talking too much, could it?) so one of our members thought the animals we saw must have been deaf.
We then headed up the very steep path to the Upper Minnamurra Falls, with frequent stops - to admire the view, of course. Happily, all of our walkers made it to the Falls, which were certainly worth the effort. We walked back down to the Visitors' Centre and picnic ground for lunch. The weather was beautiful as was the scenery and it was a very enjoyable day - definitely worth repeating and excellent for a summer's day as it was mostly shaded.
Glenys.
Another good role up for our traditional new years walk. An overcast day gave way to a pleasent evening. We set off from the end of Victoria Rd in good spirits although one of our guests was heard to comment: "are we there yet", I suggested that he'd fit right in with our mob.
We reached the first lookout in good time but the track has become somewhat overgrown in places. First chance for a break and much chatter and laughter abounded which is always a good sign. The old fire trail had become very overgrown and we headed back to the main fire trail.
We had intended to take a detour to the charcoal drawings on O'Hares Ck but the clouds had returned and darkness would be decending earlier than anticipated so this was not to be. It didn't take long to arrive at our break spot and we all enjoyed the views and rest as the sun set behind us.
As the light faded quickly we made ready and set off for the return leg. A good pace was maintained with the occasional break to spy lights in the distance. As we reached the bitumen at the old end of Victoria Rd I gave the traditional speech about the area and how it could've been lost to us all, which was received well by the walkers. The last leg of the walk passes quickly and we get back to the cars in what seems to be no time and the walk is done.
Michael.
On new Years Eve last fourteen Mountain Devils donned their glad rags and headed to the Ingleburn RSL to see in the new year with their usual aplomb. President Kevin led the way and with music from the Donny Sutherland Juke Box show the dancing was lively to say the least. Maureen was caught dancing with a cardboard cut out of Elvis Presley at one stage, her enthusiasm prevented him from leaving the building I can tell you!!! We saw the New Year in with everyone giving a spirited rendition of Aulde lang sign but Harry let the side down when he inadvertantly crossed hands before the second chorus??? Another great Mountain Devils night out and many thanks to the lovely Rosslyn for organising the event for us all.
Harry.
On Sunday last 11 Mountain Devils and 1 Visitor enjoyed a stimulating walk to Brokers Nose on the Illawarra Escarpment. It was stimulating for two reasons, the good company and the raging gale that was blowing.( We had to put a sea anchor on Robin when we got to the top or she would have ended up in Port Kembla !!!) The track was surprisingly dry as on a recon the previous Friday the water was cascading down the hill about an inch deep. The Portaloo at the Truck stop had blown over and as none of us fancied a horizontal wee it was left well alone. The view at the top was its usual spectacular self but the wind was so strong we all kept well away from the edge and the Leader was relieved when we headed off down the slope to find everyone still present and correct.
After we returned to the cars we all headed off for our usual Lunch of fish and chips which were enjoyed in glorious sunshine and out of the wind. We all relaxed and mused on a walk that turned out to be as pleasant as it was ad hoc. It was a fitting end to this Walking Year, A year that has been very good for the Club.
Harry.
A small group set out from the catho to finish off an exploratory walk we didn't get to finish on a previous trip into this area.
The weather reports indicated a warm day and therefore the weather was not too much of a concern but unfortunately the weather report was a bit out and we encountered a hot day with high humidity. We started the walk in pleasant enough conditions but by the time we got to Kingfisher Pool the day had gotten hot and sticky. Not to mention the brief encounter with a Brown Snake crossing in front of us and deciding to have a rest under a bush next to the track. Kingfisher Pool was disappointing, the toilet was out of paper and some campers had left a real mess all over the campground. It was hard to believe that bushwalkers could be so inconsiderate and ignore the "Leave No Trace" philosophy.
A steady pace in ever increasing heat saw us take the turn off for Myuna Ck and we soon reached the first waterfall for our morning tea stop. It was warm and we sat under some nice shade just above the trickle that was the waterfall. The creek was a long way down on our previous visit and this concerned us a bit as the water quality may be bad further up the creek.
Tea break over we set off. There is a track but it is so lightly used that the foliage has had plenty of time to reclaim it, so an eagle eye must be kept for the remanant footpad. The only concilation is the track follows along the very edge of the creek so if in doubt have a look along the creek edge and you will probably see it. We battered our way along and just missed the track as it goes around some rocks to climb up past the second waterfall. A bit of a scramble and we were enjoying the views back down on a lovely waterfall and rock pool. Pushing on we reached where we had lunch on our previous visit and took a stand-up break before setting off into the unknown part of the walk.
By now it was 35C and the humidity was energy sapping. Not much further on Roz was feeling the effects and decided to wait it out while we pushed on. Harry volunteered to stay with her (and who said chivalry was dead). This was a pity as we were only a few hundred metres from our goal. We pushed on, another scramble around the next waterfall and we had reached the junction of Myuna Ck and Ripple Rill. Crossing Myuna we did a short climb up the hill to the south-west and found the ruins of several buildings, mission accomplished.
We returned to Roz and Harry and decided to have lunch while soaking our hot and tired feet in the creek. After a long and well deserved break we commenced the return leg. Some of us collected water at the last waterfall before Heathcote creek (Heathcote is polluted and it is not advisable to take water from it). We had intended to return via Moray track but the weather had taken its toll so we opted to return the way we came. We got back with all of us feeling exhausted and some of us suffering from de-hydration. All was made good by a stop at the local shops for an ice cream and some cold drinks.
Michael.
The last time we planned this walk it had to be cancelled as the water over the causeway was over half a metre deep and 80 metres wide but on Sunday it was only a trickle as 6 Mountain Devils and 2 Visitors drove up to the car park to begin the walk on a day that was perfect for Bushwalking.This was a close animated group and our visitors Jon and Natalie fitted in perfectly.
We had only been walking for half an hour when the eagle eyed Patricia spotted something moving along the creek bed. We stopped to have a look and were amazed to see a huge Yabbie making its way along the shallow bed. It was so well camouflaged we could only see it when it moved as when it stopped it blended in with its surroundings. There were a few of us who wished we could have ``Boiled the pot and taken the salt and pepper in portions true" Seeing we did not have a pot we continued on our way.
We gave the hand stencils a good scrutiny then moved up behind the Cave to the Picnic area where we enjoyed morning tea.We set off on the return via the Link Track and were studying some more Aboridginal spear marks in the rock bed when we saw the first of scores of youngsters who rushed past on a ``Rogaining course". We used to call it Orienteering. By the time we reached the flat rock for lunch the track was more like Pitt St. Still it was good to see so many young ones out in the fresh air and enjoying themselves...Just like we were.
Harry.
On a lovely sunny morning thirteen Mountain Devils assembled in the Catho car park. New leader Harry thought he was seeing a bush walking incarnation of the Beverly Sisters when he spotted Sue, Dot and Roz all dressed identically. Patrica and Carmel were also wearing their Club shirts but wore different pants. He sighed in relief, the world is not ready for 5 Beverly Sisters!!!???
We set off from the Otford lookout in high spirits as the weather was perfect and the views spectacular as always. We made our way to Burning Palms in quick time through the Palm Jungle and enjoyed morning tea in a shady glen within sound of the surf.
We then set off up the dreaded Burgh Ridge with Michael ahead cache hunting as usual. Burgh Ridge is a hard slog but this was a fit bunch of Mountain Devils and the ageing Leader was probably the only one blowing for Tugs long before we reached the top. The only joy of the Burgh Ridge is that one moment you are in thick bush then in an instant you are out on the Garrawarra track and lunch was calling. The picnic table was long gone but we found some handy logs to enjoy a welcome rest.
The remainder of the walk is back to Otford along the broad Garrawarra Track and we all strolled along in the dappled sunlight, along the way we encountered two large Goannas on the track and we drank in the views as we passed. We arrived at Otford to see a host of parra sailers and hang gliders which looked like the Battle of Britain but without the gun fire. We sat in a line on a small grassy knoll to relax when an Indian Uni Student pounced on us to answer his Survey on the Coastal Track. He got lucky he was speaking to EXPERTS!!!
Pomtrivianote. The Beverly Sisters area singing trio from London very popular in the 50`s &60`s they always dressed the same they are now all in their late 70`s. The bad news is they are still going.
Harry.
Starlights is not the sort of walk you would do too regularly and it has been a few years since we last did it. So it was with much anticipation that 5 members and 1 visitor set off from the end of Wattle Ridge Rd.
Heavily overcast skies kept the temperature down but the humidity very high. We made good time along the 11E fire trail and turned off to Starlights track. We took a diversion onto Ahearn Lookout track and had morning tea at a lookout on Point Hill. A nice spot for a break as it gives impressive views of the surrounding area.
Starlights track is in reasonable condition, sections were worn and slippery and other sections the scrub was almost covering the track, not to mention the fallen trees across the track. And you notice quickly that the track just keeps going down and down and down. We had a quick break at Toothache Rock to admire the ability of nature to create some truely unique formations.
Our journey continued for some time before we reached the switchbacks. Normally you would find yourself zig zaging across the hillside but a number of shortcut tracks have developed as people try to get down as quickly as possible with the end result being that the track is slippery, unstable and steep.
We managed to survive the switchbacks and found ourselves walking through a forest on the river flat. There was a lot more vegetation than the last time I was down here and the area looked great. I no time we arrived at Macarthurs Flat, a bit ahead of schedule so we walked down to Emmets Flat to have a look at the ruins of an old hut and army camp kitchen. A very interesting spot and a reminder that the area was once not wilderness. We plodded back to Macarthurs Flat and had a nice lunch break with plenty of time to explore the surrounding area and Nattai river.
Unfortunately we couldn't stay all day and the return trip beckoned us. All of us struggled our way back up the switchbacks with several breaks and this formed the pattern for the rest of the return trip. Starlights is almost a completely uphill walk and it soon tires the walker. A few spits of rain were felt and this confirmed how high the humidity was. We plodded on and all were very happy to get back to the fire trails as we knew the end was near. Our return to the cars was a relief for all. My GPS gave a distance for this walk of 14km, which is a big difference from reports that this is 8km walk. I assume the discrepency is the fact that the NPWS have moved the gate so far back along 11E fire trail that it is now quite a few kilometres longer. Good challenging walk.
Michael
8 of us headed off for another adventurous romp through the scrub. We started walking from the end of Warabin St around 8am (note the time) and made good progress to Mt Westmacott where we enjoyed a pleasent tea break.
From here the scrub bashing began and we made slow progress heading down to Kingfisher Ck. We soon realised this was going to be a slow walk as the ground was littered with debris from burnt shrubs and trees making us constantly zig zag. It was a slow trip and we were all glad to reach Kingfisher Ck and have a rest stop. The creek was flowing well and hands were washed and faces splashed with water as the temperature had started to rise.
We soon saddled up and began the climb up and over Morella Ridge. Again the vegetation and burnt debris made for a slow trip and we all started to feel a bit weary as we approached the crest of the ridge (in fact we stopped several times). It was on the way down that some of our group had some slips and slides and it was becoming obvious that the conditions and difficulties were having an effect. In a group consultation we decided to not attempt to look for the ruins up Myuna Ck but head straight down to the creek. This was a good decision even though it took us about half an hour to travel about 500mtrs.
Arriving at Myuna creek was a relief for us all. Lunch was enjoyed with feet soaking in the cool water and I nicked off down the creek a bit for a swim (yes I was nude). Many were running low on water so we topped our bottles up from the creek and dropped some purification tablets in for safety, although I must say the water was crystal clear and I tried some straight out of the creek and can report no ill effects so far.
Luckily we found the remnants of a footpad and were able to follow it nearly all the way back. Along the way we found several deep pools and a couple waterfalls. Myuna Creek is quite a pleasent spot and we will be coming back here. As we were all very tired and the day was getting on we did our best to get back but the tiredness made for many stops and a number of bottle refills.
We eventually got back to the Bullawaring track and had several more stops particularly climbing out of Waterfall Gully. Finally just before 5pm we got back to the cars, tired, sweaty and hanging out for an ice block (well some of us were). For those of the group who were sure we walked to the moon and back it was actually only about 10km.
I would like to note that there were several walkers on the weekend who probably never thought that they would ever be able to do a challenging walk like this. But they have and they did very well considering the conditions and the obstacles. It's good to see people have progresed and are now looking for more of a challenge.
Michael.
14 members and 3 visitors set off early on a hot morning with the hope of getting the bulk of the walk done before the full heat of the day. As it had rained the night before, we took the first steep descent at Warrimoo very slowly, particulary taking care on the wet leaves. At the bottom we walked along the pretty creek admiring the ferns and spring flowers.We then crossed the creek, climbed up the other side, then down again for the second crossing. After the third crossing we ascended, then enjoyed a long flat walk partly obscured by overgrown plants mostly yellow flowering, with the odd waratah and mountain devil. As leader, I became saturated from water hanging on these plants while those at the back enjoyed a dry walk. Through all this we admired some interesting rocky outcrops.
Soon we came across a large rocky shelter which was an ideal lunch spot. Except for Gary! Carol forgot to prepare lunch, so they bought muffins at Maccas before arriving at the CCC meeting spot. He seemed to grimace as he was eating. After lunch, another steep descent and creek crossing where side tracks caused me to be a little disoriented. Thanks to Glenn who determined the right track up, so we soon continued. Once again the track was somewhat overgrown and the forest dense. This inspired Carmel to call out "Where are the pigmies?"
Another crossing, then up to the end of the walk at Blaxland. All hot but happy.
Kevin
10 members and 3 visitors learnt a new meaning to "good connections" when changing platforms at Strathfield. The scheduled 5 minutes become seconds as we ran up the ramp to board an arriving train. At Thornleigh we met our fourth visitor, then walked down the end of the street to the discreet start of the walk, being a track between two houses.
Now in the Eloura Bushland, we followed the creek line for a short distance, then detoured uphill to look at a historic sandstone quarry which ceased operating in 1920. Continuing along Zig Zag Creek, we then descended to Berowra Creek, crossed it and enjoyed the shady flat walk along the creek's edge. Next, the first of the big climbs. The ever caring Rino at tail end stayed and kept an eye on those who needed to stop and have a breather on the way up. At the top, views over Thornleigh Gully for our morning tea break.
Soon we descended into the valley again, then climbed through a grove of casuarinas. No grumbles so far. The next steep descent took us to Waitara Creek where we crossed flowing water over interesting potholes. Walking along the sandstone banks of the creek, we admired the interesting honeycombed sandstone overhangs. This led us up then down to the Fishponds and as it was nearly 1pm we enjoyed a well earned lunch break. The gentle climbing on a wider track after lunch gave us the opportunity to admire the forest and ferns. The final challenge was to come - 230 uneven sandstone steps! Remarkably, the group kept pretty much together. Congratulations to those members who extended themselves by coming on a more challenging walk than usual for them.
Our relaxing train trip home was interrupted while waiting for the second train at Strathfield. A late change of platforms meant we once again had to race to another platform. Also we "lost" Rino who inadvertently stayed on the first train.
Kevin
The Council elections prompted me to organise a late start to the walk and we all arrived at the Catholic Club for 9am. 10 members and 3 visitors set out and after dropping a car at Westcliffe Colliery we started the walk at the 10b fire trail fairly soon after. The initial 1-2km of this walk is normally a boring plod along 10b but it didn't take long for the first Waratahs to be spotted and the stops to get photos began. There were so many Waratahs it was hard to believe.
The Seven Creeks way starts opposite the 10q fire trail and quickly descends to the first creek, which is good as by now the tummies were rumbling and the mob was grumbling for morning tea. It was 11am so it really was time to stop and have a break. After a nice slightly longer than normal break at the first of many pretty creeks we saddled up and set off.
This is not a rushed walk and we took our time to take in the sights and sounds as the trail undulates from ridge top Sclerophyll forest down to Upland Swamp and up again. The temperature was rising and it was certainly being felt by all. And it didn't help that we were walking east to west and the wind was blowing west to east. Which meant that we had no breeze whilst walking up hill. It was getting on in the day and more grumbling was heard from the walkers (especially one who we will call El Presidente) for a break but luckily our lunch stop was not far away.
Lunch was a relief for all as we had no idea that the temperature had hit 32C. A good rest under some shade next to the last major creek of the day was well recieved by all. The walk finishes not long after here and we only had one major puddle to navigate before coming out at our destination.
Michael
Cabramatta was all set to celebrate the Moon Festival, which signals the arrival of spring and the New Moon, a time of renewal and promise of good things to come.
If a monsoon is a signal of new beginning then that's what happened this day.
However, the continual rain and grey skies did not dampen the spirit of the YUM CHA.
Eighteen hardy particpants congregated at the Iron Chef ready to indulge in the asian delights.
Two of our party were celebrating a birthday during September so a rousing Happy Birthday was forthcoming from the group, much to the amusement of the restaurant patrons.
After eating, we wandered amongst the many stalls erected for the festival and indulged in hot chocolate and ice cream. Thank you, members and guests for making this a very enjoyable day regardless of the inclement weather.
Margaret
No, it WAS NOT cold. Yes, it was damp. And by the way, it was fantastic! By the time the leader arrived tents had been erected, a trailer unloaded and the kettle boiled. The hot shower and the real toilet were a bonus. Late in the afternoon on the first day we walked to Echo Point and Mount Carnarvon. We, Michael and Ellie, Glenys, Nena, Maureen, Pauline, Annie, Helen and Reno, Max and Carmel, Garry and Carol and Bob, were happy campers. The singing and dancing after the evening meal was entertainment one could only dream about.
Up early? No way! After a leisurely breakfast we donned our packs to walk the Amphitheatre Track. This is the last of the wet track were the words uttered by the leader not long before the track became wet underfoot. Many remarks were made about the honesty of leaders. However, there was no dissent about the views and the remarkable rock formations. Fairy Bower was soon reached and the obligatory water- wheel set in motion. The steep descent down Tooths Lookout was achieved almost without mishap. One member decided slip on a rock and land demurely on her backpack. Up through Fairy Bower again - and the waterwheel was still turning - and back to camp and a HOT, oh so nice, shower. Charades after dinner was a hoot! What a talented bunch.
Light rain during the night delayed our departure. While the tents were drying we walked to the Erith Coal Mine. This is, indeed an interesting spot with a photo opportunity near a waterfall. And yes, one of our group, obliged. No points for guessing who. Those who were leaving on Sunday packed in light rain, those who weren't watched and helped. Would we do it again? YES.
Bob H.