Mitre Flats, 30th March-1st April

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* MITRE FLATS, 30th MARCH-1st APRIL History has at last been achieved in ing we were off like a shot towards the the Wellington Tramping and Mountain- inviting bush-clad hills. After going eering Club-an all female trip. for a swim we decided to follow the Six supposedly-thought defenceless track rather than go up the river to popsies were dropped off a truck in the the hut. The six of us had never middle of nowhere, surrounded by dark- experienced such a pleasant trip-withness and not knowing which way to turn. out being harrassed or perpetually frus- Falling, stumbling, in and out of bogs trated by the opposite sex-even the and gorse traps. Hot words flew left, newly weds didn't seem to mind, they right and centre so we decided to toss a also were only too glad to be away from coin as to which way we should go. the never-ending nagging. Under the leadership of Diane Forrest However, this did not last for we tramped on and on and on to the long, as the party of 18 Tongue and brink of utter collapsation and exhaus- Meats (the other four, namely Bruce, tion so we decided to pitch camp in a Bruce, Henk and Norm., were obnearby paddock, unaware of the "Posi- viously lost), led by dear old Ted Dakin, tively No Admittance" notice on the arrived that afternoon after a very sucgate. "Got a map?" "No!" "T've got a cessful Holdsworth-Mitre trip, under compass." "Well that's no good to very salubrious conditions. Congratulaus without a map." We realised that we tions Ted. were temporarily embarrassed, until The weather turned in on us, and the Ethel came to the rescue with Basil's rain just pelted down all night. This birthday present consisting of a billy and prevented us from jaunting down the a map. The map caused more argu- river on Sunday, so we reluctantly rements and confusion so we decided to traced our steps along the Barra track. sleep on it. Whilst changing in the barn, we hap- Dawn wore a gown of crimson-so pened to notice two wringing wet popsies did our faces as we crawled from our come waltzing down the road in the lashsaturated pits, to find ourselves sur- ing rain, their bush singlets clinging to rounded by ten ferocious-looking bulls!! them and apparently pantless (pantless The party, split-leaving the two heroine -not meaning puff puff-but chief to well-you guidesses cook their breakfast know pantless). Obviously NOT in the company of the bulls while the Tongue and Meats. other half, namely the Trip Leader, the At five o'clock the truck turned up and two hen-pecked wives and our nurse, so did the remainder of the partydined on the other side of the fence. who were apparently forced to bush on Daylight proved that we were not lost Saturday night. but owing to so much clucking we had A MOST enjoyable trip. passed our intended camp by more than Those on the trip: Diane, Pat, Billy, three-quarters of an hour. After pack- Ethel, Shona and Penny.