I loitered at the camping ground this morning to see if Team NZ could get a result- sadly it wasn't to be today! On the way out the gate I chatted to a lady in the front office, she gave me the good oil on the next leg, and told me her husband would be walking the trail later in the year or next year, and that there were already a couple of other walkers ahead of me by two weeks. For some reason this surprised me, I'm not sure exactly why as no doubt people walk the trail without updating me on Facebook! Anyway, the walk out of Pakiri was pleasant...
... And soon enough I was wandering up a farmer's back paddock into the mist, which made it feel like a movie set
The wind and rain picked up as I was walking a fairly exposed ridge... Good fun!
It wasn't long before I found a summit and a trig station, and further along something like proves aliens have landed!
Eventually I was on roads, and got to see a very special fence, which had me singing Fred Dagg's gumboot song as a tribute.
I noticed a DoC sign in one particular block which stated hunting was permissible by permit- and I was glad for my orange hat. I found myself whistling tunes loudly to let any stalking hunter know that the crashing about was human and not a wild pig!
Good luck to Dean and the crew!