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My initial reaction on finding my name on the trip schedule was one of "where the hell is Mikimiki?". However, onde that was sorted, I set out, with help, to make this « trip-as. attractive as possible to you, the club members. We decided a gourmet meal on Saturday and an excursion up Mitre on Sunday (for those who could get out of their oo might be a good idea. Only seven hardy souls made the Mikimiki roadend. ‘(three ‘being lost in-transit). A beautiful. night, with promise of a good day on the. morrow livened the Spirits and. much laughter, ripped the air. - Satieday: aened. “and with keenness. ‘and vigour not normally shown by Medium trips, we lay. in. oyr pits. However when the time came acewe:rmoved: Off slowly and..maintained.a stesey pace. to Mitre Flats. Mike you would have been proud of us. Deciding not to spend the night in the hut we set to, lit the flies, pitched the fires (or was it the other way round) and .cooked.a meal. And what a meal. I personally recommend. the uge of. a. chopstick. ‘Sunday morn saw four of us climbing Mitre while the: other, three reclined in their pits, «© Lack of views due to cloud and a ’‘cold wind sent the intrepid four speeding: for the flats. The stroll out to the farmland was’ enjoyed by one and all‘as the weather conditions were perfect, with litres of sun and only:a slight breeze. ‘Those who, went: Rob, Dave, WRAL an): Annette, Tessa, gs tt