Lake Chalice/Old Man. Organiser: Ian Pavitt

After a long drive, with a strong tramping belief, we stretched and yawned to obtain some relief. Off down the track with forethought but no malice to explore the region around Lake Chalice. A brief stop at the first sign of habitation gave Jim a chance for his blood examination. Around the lake and across the Goulter this fine group of individuals didn't falter. From here the going got decidedly tougher plus with the heat we all did suffer. At last our namesake hut came into view and each "old man" grabbed a pew. A good night's sleep then we climb to Old Man Peak for the best views this group has seen all week. A mean descent before a sharp rise brings tears of sweat into these old men's eyes. A lunch spot on top our highest point meant thoughts of joy of the downward descent. Soon down to the lake shore once more with only a "small grunt" left in store. Yes, with a sweltering afternoon sun we carried our swag up without much fun. Four parboiled men arrived at the car and swore never in this heat to do an encore. Many thanks to Dan McGuire, Jim Maxwell, Grahame Harris for a very poetic trip.