Tramping Club.

Seldom in tramping annals has any party been rewarded with such a twenty-four hours as was the prize of those 'Varsity members who journeyed recently to Field Hut and Mt Hector. A week-end of cloudless calm that made sleep a drugged sottishness breaking the imperative call for action. For the early party a crisp, moonlit dash up to West Peak, flanked by the flickering lights of Wellington and the Manawatu and the snow-clad Tararuas from Dun das in the north to the slopes of Hector.

One felt in the frosty atmosphere the seldom experienced genuine vitality of movement over the crunching crystal. Next morning, a leisurely climb with the sun over the corrugated roll of haze that temporarily veiled the lowlands to a view that wheeled north from the Spensers to Ruapehu. Last, but not least, the blue silhouetted cone of Egmont seen against the sunset from the Forks Road.

Those intending to start on the Winter Crossing should by now be practically oblivious to the diseo-forts of rain, cold and glazed Beehives, but even at this late hour we would point out the possibilities of Kelburn Park and the Wireless Hill.

Recuperate from the effects of your success or forget your disappointments in the Dress Circle by a trip to the Butterfly on August 21st., 10.30 boat to Rona Bay.

August 27-28th., Orongorongos again! Six-hour round trip on Sunday morning from hut through Rangiora and back, or to the main range and then down to Tapopoko stream and the Mnkamuka. Return to camp via. South Matthew's Saddle. Telephone names to A. G. Bagnall. 50-936.

Sept. 3rd.-4th—Unique opportunity to visit Northern Tararuas under winter conditions. Car to Levin Pipe Bridge and climb to Waiopehu. Those affectea with insomnia may visit the new Dora Hut. Notify leader. Miss M. Huggins, in good time to facilitate transport.

September 17th. Attention! Combined Clubs" trip. Any person who has in any manner of ecstatic enlightment, considered, however remotely, the possibility that he or she may tramp, is requested to come. This year we want to win both the snarler consumption championship and the race for longest time up or down Kapakapanui. Camp in the vernal voluptuousness of bucolic plenty. 100 yards from a metalled road. Watch the notice-board for further details.—N.B.: You are earnestly requested to attend.