Poor man's Mt Cook Skiing Off the Top of the North Island
Video footage of this trip exists, and I will pay good coin to ensure it never sees the light of day.
Video footage of this trip exists, and I will pay good coin to ensure it never sees the light of day.
It’s thirty-mumble years (surely not 40+!?) since I was one of the clubbies at Whakapapa and I’ve often thought about doing it again.
Take two ice axes, a rope, some rack and a ski touring setup, and you have the ingredients for a frivolous day out on the magical maunga.
My ski club mates call it Sweary Pants Gully. There's a good reason for that.