Everything I do is fibres and pressing. Thousands of separate strands, laid down wet and pressed into one sheet that then has to survive a lifetime of being folded, written on and handled without coming apart. You are holding the string version of that, in 1.25 mm.
Head Synthetic Gut 17g is a single 40-foot (12 m) set: a solid nylon core with wrapped outer filaments, cut thin. Seventeen gauge is the feel gauge — more give, more comfort, a livelier pocket and a slightly more expressive ball than the 1.30 mm. It gives some durability back in exchange, which is a fair trade for anybody who plays twice a week rather than six times.
It stays soft on the elbow and the shoulder, it produces easy depth without a violent swing, and it costs little enough that you restring when you should rather than when you must. String at your usual tension.
Katoomba is a town about layers laid down and then worn away, which is my whole trade in geological form.
We begin at Echo Point and the Three Sisters, three weathered sandstone pinnacles of orange and grey standing in a row on the rim of the Jamison Valley about nine hundred metres up. They were cut out of the cliff face by erosion and the same processes are still reducing them.
In Gundungurra tradition they carry a story of three sisters and a witchdoctor, though the version usually told to visitors appears to have been shaped in the twentieth century. The blue haze that names these mountains is eucalyptus oil scattering the light. The Giant Stairway, some nine hundred steps of it, descends beside them into the valley.
Then Scenic World and its railway, a bright yellow glass-roofed funicular that drops into the valley at a maximum gradient of about fifty-two degrees — described as the steepest passenger railway in the world, three hundred and ten metres through a tunnel and down the cliff.
It was built in the 1880s to haul coal and oil shale out of the valley floor, with the miners riding the skips, and began carrying tourists in the 1930s as the mining declined. The present carriages went in in 2013.
Then Katoomba Falls, dropping from the plateau in a series of cascades totalling around a hundred and fifty metres down mossy sandstone into dense tree ferns.
The falls and the cliff walks were opened up for tourism from the 1880s, when the railway from Sydney made the mountains reachable and the town grew as a resort for city people escaping the heat; the Furber Steps and the Round Walk were cut through the cliffs by hand in that era.
The Greater Blue Mountains Area was inscribed by UNESCO in 2000, chiefly for the diversity of its eucalypts.
And we finish at the Carrington Hotel above the main street, opened in 1883 as the Great Western and renamed for Lord Carrington, governor of New South Wales, who stayed in it. It was the grandest of the Blue Mountains guest houses, with hydraulic lifts, electric light from its own generating plant and formal gardens.
It declined and closed for a period late in the twentieth century, was restored in the 1990s, and its dark cedar joinery and stained glass survive largely intact.
You will string this set everywhere from a cool-morning hard court in Katoomba to a summer court down in Sydney two hours east, and by the way, it is also perfect for an afternoon on the Round Walk in the mist, when the whole valley goes the colour of a sheet that has not quite dried.
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