Spine of the Fish Day 32: the quest for civilisation
With food running low and heavy rain forecast the pressure is on to get to Taupo.
With food running low and heavy rain forecast the pressure is on to get to Taupo.
The food and energy get low as Oamaru Hut and bad weather near.
We leave one superb hut for another...and another...
Fi and Anthony finally admit to themselves that they’ve become hut rats.
A perfect day for travel dawned so we took the high route.
A desperate situation requires a desperate solution.
'What? Another zero day? You gotta be kidding me!'
We near the end of the Ruahine Range and things get unpleasant.
'move along you two, there's nothing to see here...'
The weather forces another zero day on us. Damn!
You never know what is around the corner...or down the hill.
Just because it's a short day doesn't mean it's going to be an easy day.
The art of slow walking is harder to master than you’d think...but Fi and Anthony are experts.
We walk our Nemesis...the dreaded Sawtooth.
Mixing work with pleasure on the Ruahine Range.
Why rush? A quick trip to the next hut was in order after our big tramp the day before.
We head back to the bush after quite a long stretch in civilization.
A day of tarseal, birdsong and a random act of kindness.
The end of the Tararua Range would be in sight - if the rain would just go away.
After a long day walking, Fiona and Anthony's sleep is interrupted by unexpected visitors...
The ups and ups and downs and downs of making your own trail through the New Zealand bush...
A good day's walking takes Anthony and Fiona off the Te Araroa and onto the Spine of the Fish, making their own trail...