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liars sgh ny . G me Arriving ina ‘bus. at Hp Laswor ets ear. park by pm: ae ants a good : fern for the trip. . 5ome of, the more.-eager members. of .the: strip. raced.up to 'Powell' while the rest just strolled up the hill except for 'Mat' who tried to make it to-Totdara Flats." THe night was fine: ‘ahd’ ¢dool and ‘Pig Flat was made easier by the newly installed walk that now crosses it. Waking ‘up eatly we 'were greeted with thick mist surrounding’ ®he hut and after the usuel clambering around and breakfast wé were on our*way by 8.30am. Through the mist, up Holdsworth and along to Jumbo, where Meg's dreams of piking at the hut were: shattered when she found out that the new hut was not actually "on" Jumbo. A rest was taken by ‘the ‘tarn where a glimpse of South: King (‘the’ er Caras oe Was. seen! through the: Oe. rapidly clearing. cloud. “WEEN 0 Along the tops and. on 0 ‘Angie Knob where we were “greeted sy a. 3 magnificent view of the whole of .the. northern Pararuas. ‘Lunch was taken. on the other side of McGregor by: a small tarn. -Lazing in the sun packs, were finally donned as we. preceeded, towards ane Broken Axe Pinnacles. Then we were there, at. the base of. South, King, finished..for the day at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. : Sie
Soon the bent. were pitched but no one, ‘seemed , interested men ihe trip leader suggested that we go for a wander across the. "Three - ‘Kings: and back. The afternoon was. spent. sitting in the sun watching a: helicopter , flying around. below us....-. »: es Tee E, Oe Mer Mie Be ; “ “ ae a = es % After dinner ‘the wind camé tp and we were ‘in the pit early watching the sun set. ‘ent flapping like mad we ae some ae i ee ‘in Ener tiiddle of ef er Te ated, I vise : es RP i an ben z TL ~ fey se "|e 2 Lad ig 77° mS Begs ity 3
STA SRE tae de eats a HE be AM, Aube PALIT OU” cia: ato A oa BTS PRR: nye AUER ETAR ” te ae ME te yf ' i the night we decided the. wind was just too strong. So down came the tent and we spent the rest of the night amongst the tussock on the sheltered side of the ridge. Morning dawned misty and wet with a Gale blowing so breakfast was postponed and we rushed down on to Baldy buffeted by the wind. Scrambling— along we made it to the bushline and stopped for a bite to eat anda change to get rid of the storm gear, Down.to the Atiwhakatu via Pinnacle Saddle for some late breakfast and a much welcomed brew. The trip then split up with all but two "grizzling females" climbing back up on to Pinnacle Ridge (they went down the sidle track). A short, navigation exercise on the ridge was successful and we arrived at > Donnelly's Flat (finding its two lost sheep) in time for lunch. The trip was then insulted by one of its piking members who was immediately thrown into the river. Lunch was taken beside the river in plenty of time and we strolled out early for the bus. On the trip were: Gregory Ord, Graeme Hawthorne, Mat Comeskey, Peter Hodge, Kevin Thompson, Janine Tooley, Paul Bolger, Sue ? , Peter Brocklehurst and the involuntary swimmer: Megan Rodden.
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