Tramping Club

Lack of men and motor-cars has not dampened the ardour of our hardy trampers. Week-end trips are well supported, despite the determined efforts of the keenest trip leaders to freeze us on the Quoin Ridge, annihilate us on the Mt. Matthews shingle slide, and drown us in the Tauherenikau River. The next trip will be to Mt. Arete, August 1st-2nd. See notice-board for particulars.

Cone Saddle.

While most other clubs were fighting it out on Auckland's playing fields, geologist Robin Oliver was conducting our annual working party, which was, as usual, the blazing of the Cone Saddle Track. In a state of eager anticipation, we hustled over to Tauherenikau Hut after dark on Friday night. The first chinks of light next morning saw Robin crouching over the fire; breakfast was quickly eaten and slowly digested, and we set off up the valley, brushing past the dripping trees, crawling over windfalls and around the new shingle clips. The advance party spent the afternoon blazing the track up the Cone Ridge, while Ruth and Mary tried to make the rain-soaked. Stone Age dwelling, known as the S.F. Hut, just a little more habitable. The hut has not yet recovered from the visit of Bonk and Derek in 1938, who unfortunately, forgot that malthoid [unclear: shiinks.] So do we when we think of the pool of water we slept in. The heavy rain in the night made the Tauherenikau River impassable next morning, so we had to lake the pack-track over Mt. Reeves. This track has been recently cut and [unclear: reblazed,] and we made a quick trip out to catch the early [unclear: railear] at Woodside, Winter Holidays.

Rail restrictions have made a Chauteau trip impracticable, except on bicycles, so a trip is being run to Arthur's Pass, Canterbury. This will provide excellent skiing for several days and comfortable hut notice board.