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Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18



The Melbourne Bushies - Fifty years along the track (1940-90)

It is interesting to note that all through the 'eighties, when the Club had well over 300 members, only about 15 to 20 were regular weekend walkers. As a result I got to know these people quite well, and I met some very dear friends. Most of the rest of the Club members were strangers, even though I was bushwalking on average three weekends in four during that period.

Leaders I remember especially include Doug Pocock, who took us on a fabulous (but very wet) trip to Tasmania; Jopie Bodegraven who always seems to make his trips so enjoyable and researches them so thoroughly; Keith White, who always leads well-balanced trips and considers the abilities of the individuals in the group; Sandra Mutimer, who is so meticulous; Rod Mattingley, who is so knowledgeable, experienced and friendly. There are lots of others.

I did my stint on the Committee as Editor of Walk magazine for the issues of 1986 and 1987.


I emigrated from England to Australia in 1969, liked it and decided to stay. I joined the Victorian Climbing Club. I'd rock-climbed before, mainly in Snowdonia. However on my first trip to Mt Rosea in the Grampians I was totally spellbound by the wonderful wildflowers and incredible scenery - nothing like this at home. I used to get a lift to these places from a fellow VCC newcomer who lived along the road; he was also a Melbourne Bushie. Well, that arrangement developed a bit and in February 1972 we married. A large number of our wedding guests were Bushies as neither of us had family here. I got to know them socially but never went on a walk with them. We walked on our own from the time of our honeymoon to Lake Pedder, to the South Island of New Zealand - and we skied cross-country prodigiously. Alas, the relationship fell apart in 1982. I decided to join the Melbourne Bushies - I might still know a few of its members. And there was Rod Mattingley, in fine form, and one or two others I knew - I felt at home at once.

In 1985 I was on the general Committee, in 1986 Vice-President and from 1987 to 1989 the second lady President. It was a great honour for me. As 1990 loomed, the year of our 50th anniversary, I decided to take on the overall organisation of the celebratory events and give away being President. And now that this book, the final celebration, is finished, perhaps I might get back into some serious walking.