The reports have been scanned in as written. I have included the height
and distance indications, e.g.:
(1000'- 12m.- 4.45p.m.)
which read as follows: height in feet - miles for the day - time.
Next morning (Friday, 30th. March 1990) I left at 7.15 a.m. and drove
back to the highway and then eastward along to the Black Range parking
point at 7,30 a.m..
At 7.35 a.m. I set off on foot southwards towards the summit of Rocky
Mt. up a relatively clear button grass hillside. Once on the initial crest,
I continued on southwards gaining height on each eminence until the final
summit (3100') was reached at 8 a.m. at a group of quartzite boulders.
Clouds restricted the view in all directions, so I hastily retreated to
the van at 8 20 a.m..
At 8.40 a.m. I drove westward for 4.3 kilos. to the Cattley Road which
branched off on the right. Almost a kilo. along, the Celery Road turned
off on the left. Another kilo. along the Cattley Road a short branch turns
off on the left and three kilos. further on the road bifurcates. I explored
the right fork which ended after a kilo. Returning to the junction, I
took the other fork (South Cattley Road) which ended at a quartzite quarry
after 1½ kilos..
At 10 a.m. I was away, climbing to the top of the quarry and finding an
animal pad which led me up through low tea tree to the ridge crest above.
Although this long ridge is titled Mt. Cattley, it could well have been
the Cattley Range as it linked its highest peak at the northern end to
a high peak at the southern end three to four kilos. apart. The ridge
crest is capped with timber, mainly eucalypts interspersed with tea tree,
bauera, cutting grass and a miscellany of other vegetation.
For a while the course was reasonably open but it steadily deteriorated.
A minor break in altitude provided a short break across a button grass
col but it was a brief respite. The quartzite-conglomerate outcrops along
the summit with their surrounding scrub provided hold-ups as I pushed
steadily onward to reach the scrubby summit (2900') at 11.35 a.m..
For a short period I made better progress on my return, but then I seemed
to strike all sorts of impediments and rarely secured a welcome break.
My slow progress eventually became alarming as I found it difficult to
recognise specific sections and at 2 p.m. I decided to abandon the ridge
and try a course lower down on the eastern side where a little button
grass could be seen. This was a fallacy as the button grass was enveloped
in a bauera-tea tree tangle and it proved an exhausting struggle gaining
ground. After covering a couple of hundred metres of this, I struggled
up to the ridge crest to find it just as difficult. Much easier open button
grass existed or the western side below the crest, but I was reluctant
to adhere to this for long in case the ridge should bifurcate without
my knowledge. Thus I continued on between short breaks on the edge of
the button grass and a periodic exploration into the dense growth on the
By 3 p.m. my position appeared desperate. I should have reached the quarry
nearly two hours ago and I could be well past it and, if so, in all sorts
of trouble. Again I abandoned the crest and started pushing down the eastern
side through head high tea tree and bauera. Eventually the growth lessened
slightly in height and I glimpsed something which looked like a road below
and my spirits rose. It was still a long slog through continuous vegetation
which was slow to show any improvement. I realised it was not a road but
the drainage shoot from the quarry - much better news. I reached it at
3.30 p.m. and the van at 3.35 p.m..
It was rather late for lunch, so I got a fire going and cooked an early
dinner that sufficed to cover both meals. There was still a little sunshine
which induced a change of clothes and I took the remainder of the afternoon
recuperating and decided to camp there for the night. A change in the
weather next morning induced me to return home.