SOUVENIR-CHARTERS TOWERS, 1872 TO JULY, 1950 Page 65
Champion of the Club is Mr. Sam Ball. Sam has taken out most local
trophies over the past two years and has also added more than one
North Queensland title to his credit. He won the North Queensland
Single Barrel Championship in 1949. Other very keen shots of the
present day are V. H. (Barney) Colless, Percy McDonald, the Archer
boys, Bill, Charlie jnr., George and young Kevin. Sid Worsfold, Lyman
Caton, Bill Carrington, Lofty Young, Jack and' Charlie Brownson,
Earl Baker, Albert Castres,
Mick Mitchell (Mingela), Jack Christenson, W. Baxter, Jack Bray
(Pentland), Jim Hardy (Richmond). Norm Crago, Keith Butler. Among
the younger lads who are doing fairly well are Dick and Billy Brownson.
The youngest member of the Club is John Colless. John will follow in
his father's footsteps. One lady shooter usually visits the tracks,
Mrs. J. Christenson, who is a sister to Fred Blackman, th.e Secretary
of the Townsville Gun Club.
OUTDOOR SPORTING FISHING-SHOOTING
WITH the Burdekin and Fletcher Rivers at our back door we Charters
Towersites are indeed
fortunate, it is a sportsmans paradise; then we have Powlathanga Lakes
where the game is usually plentiful; it has always been
said that to shoot these great lakes successfully a hundred guns
would be needed and this is quite true.
Many a party spends a most enjoyable week-end or a week for that
matter at some of the favourite spots along the Burdekin
and Fletcher Rivers. What tales can be told, I would take up a short
space to describe what I
think was one of the best outings I have ever had.
To start off with I will say that it would have been impossible not to
have had a good time with the party I was with, the captain was that
good scout Barney Colless together with old J. B. Wishart, Frank
(Dinty) Stanger, Keith Butler and myself.
We left one Sunday morning to have a week of fishing and shooting on
the Burdekin River, just above the Ravenswood Falls. To get into
the river at this particular spot it was necessary to secure a
guide and this we arranged at Ravenswood whilst having a spot or two at
Tess Delaney's. Tess did
everything possible to make our short stay enjoyable and although
due to something or other there was no beer on tap we got by, with a
drop of Scotch and an
apple cider or two.
After leaving Ravenswood we had a good road to follow until we were
within a few miles of the river then it called for careful
watching and the use of every known means of natural direction finding
devices. Many a time Barney asked our guide "are you sure you're not
lost mate," but the guide would only reply "just a little to the
right, now to the left, now make for that clump of cottonwood trees
near the hill. However, we eventually reached the
river, and were all soon busily
engaged in the preparation of the camp, and as we were to stay for a
week we decided to make things as comfortable as possible.
Folding tables were erected, camp stretchers put together and a nice
shady spot found, for the long pine case (originally a rifle
case), which was filled with ice packed in sawdust, in this case was to
be kept liquid nourishment and parts of our daily diet and it would be
true to say that everyone thought of Dinty as a mastermind for having
thought to bring some ice.
It took practically the whole of the afternoon to settle in, and that
night we fished for about an hour, just long