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I’ve got my replacement camera via insurance and Noel Leeming so decided to head out and try it out. I headed to Zealandia and wandered around for a good three hours, taking a few tracks I hadn’t been on before and naturally taking lots of photos. New for me this time were saddleback on the round the lake track and a tuatara on the outside of the fenced off area where they are normally seen.

It was overcast and there was low cloud on the hills, which meant it was bright and the light was good under the trees. Perhaps it was a little dark for decent photography, by it was good low light practice.

It was a good visit, its very nice to be here mid week with less crowds. And the new camera performed well, which was also good.

Punga Cove to Portage Bay
Today was a big day; we had 25km to cover travelling up to and along the ridge between Queen Charlotte Sounds and Kenepuru Sounds.

We started the days walk straight after breakfast, since the restaurant is part way up the hill. Breakfast was lovely overlooking Endeavour Inlet as we ate. Unfortunately we couldn’t find the track from the restaurant, the signs to the track disappeared and all we could see was a car park & road. Confused we had to ask for directions at the restaurant; eventually one of the staff members knew where to go. Apparently the track is in fact further up the road, So we were in the right area, we just needed to continue past the car park and up the road for about 10 minutes.

On the road we saw a pair of quails pecking for food, flying away once we got too close. We also saw tuis, wood pigeons, and what we thought was a kokako fly overhead into the trees. Turns out it was extremely unlikely to be a kokako, since they were deemed extinct in the South Island a few years by DOC, plus they are not very good flyers. Even after researching other likely candidates I’m not sure what we saw.

The road and path continued steadily upwards, our efforts being rewarded with great views down Kerepuru Sound. Still further onwards and upwards we saw amazing views at what seemed like every corner over both Queen Charlotte & Kerepuru Sounds. It was great walking weather with high cloud cover and a light breeze moving over the ridge. The high cloud resulting in both sounds looking steely grey.

One of the better view points high up on the ridge was signposted as “Magic View” with beautiful views over Deep Bay. We spent some time here taking photos, watching the ever present weka, and polishing off a piece of carrot cake for morning tea – yum.

Pressing onwards we passed a weka nest, we assumed it was a weka nest by the weird grunting coming from the undergrowth, which almost sounding like pigs. Our theory was confirmed once the male weka popped out; unfortunately we didn’t see the chicks. We also had the pleasure to watch a family of fantails; I was confused at first by the black one, I thought it might have been a NZ robin until the tail was displayed and another fantail gave it some food. After some research it turns out that the south island has a black variation of the fantail – learnt something new.

We stopped at the Bay of Many Coves shelter for lunch. We joined other walkers that were resting for lunch too, they were all doing a one day walk from Torea Saddle to Punga Cove; two of which were a UK couple (English & Welsh) doing their OE in NZ.

This is the first day we saw cyclists on the track. We didn’t mind the cyclists (other than the very noisy family disturbing the peace at the Magic View), since they generally just passed by without any hassle. We did decide though that you would get more out of the track with walking opposed to cycling; a few times we were passed at a lovely view where the cyclists just carried on past, we were there to take in the environment while the cyclists would not hear the bird song over their own noise, neither of us are mountain bikers so the thought of cycling some of that track was just down right scary. The advantage cyclists had over us though is the 25km day would go past much quicker. Funnily we were overtaken by a couple of cyclists while we stopped to take in the view, only to overtake them shortly afterwards as they pushed their bikes up a steeper section of the track, they commented on the fact we wouldn’t see them again once they got to the downhill, they were right.

The rest of the afternoon we walked along the undulating ridge, marking off the 5km milestones as they went past. Our views over Queen Charlotte changed from Bay of Many Coves to Ruakaka Bay, Blackwood Bay, then Kumutoto Bay. We also spotted 3 ferries making their way through the sounds. Over on the Kenepuru side we started seeing Mussel Farms – marked by the dark black lines in the water.

We were aiming to have afternoon tea at Blackwood shelter, but it seemed to take forever to arrive. The backup plan was to settle for a bench somewhere with a view, but this didn’t materialise either; we came to the conclusion that several more benches need to be installed along the track as they are very few and far between. In the end we settled for sitting in the grass on top of one of the hills. A small group of cyclists stopped to chat, they were heading towards Torea Saddle too and confirmed, what we suspected, that we still had about 8km to go. We must have looked knackered as they checked up if we were OK and if we needed anything. We were just fine – just needed to rest the feet.

We had calculated that when the last marker (21km) for the day arrived, it would mean we only had 500m left on our poor sore feet. But when we got to the end of the track at Torea Saddle we discovered that we had an additional 700m to reach our accommodation.

Our poor tender feet made the extra distance to the hotel. Again we were warmly greeted by the hotel staff, shown to our comfortable room where our bags were safely stowed. After a long day we were pretty hungry and tired so made an early reservation at the restaurant, just enough time to have a shower and freshen up.

Since this was our last night together (we were both heading home at the end of the last day), we decided to celebrate our achievement tonight with a small bottle of bubbly each. We chose the Lindauer Sparkling Sauvignon Blanc, which was very nice and drinkable. The meal was lovely, but I did have problems with my lamb salad where the lamb was overcooked to the point of being very dry and chewy. Unfortunately I had to send the salad back twice before changing to a different dish. The chef apologised saying that the lamb was from a different source to normal and that the dish would be removed from the menu for the evening. I don’t normally send back food, but for the prices we were paying I wasn’t going to settle for tough meat! After waiting for the 2 extra dishes to be cooked, it turned into a late night and sleep was calling.

As mentioned earlier, if you read my twitter feed (which, to me, sounds so much better than “if you read my tweets”), Keryn has been off gallivanting around Queen Charlotte sound for a few days. As such I’ve had time to myself and today I finally got out to take some photographs.

Over the hill I drove and found my way to the Waiohine Gorge. I decided to revisit this lovely place party because of a photo competition I spotted the other day (while looking up info on the Morepork actually). Forest and Bird has a competition around a Wild Rivers theme, so I’ve been checking out likely spots for a good photo. The Waiohine river seemed like a good place to start.

First stop was a grassy verge and hopping over two wire fences (the second of which looked like it could be electric, I did not test this theory). A short walk down a bank and I was on the rocky shore of the Waiohine River. I took a number of photos as you’ll see, and also watched as someone in a Ute slowed down to have a look at what I was doing (possibly the farmer whose land I had to cross to get to the river?). The ever present sandflies were thankfully not biting, and I did not this time drop my camera into the water. I think I’m almost over that incident.

At the end of the road I parked and headed to the swing bridge. I was also taking the opportunity to take more photos for Peter Brett’s fan competition which I think I’ve mentioned earlier. The idea is to take a photo of yourself with Peters book and he chooses his favourites, the winners getting pre-release copies of his next book. Previously I had taken photo at the top of the Rimutakas and I figured I’d follow up with forest shots. Here are a couple (it’s all a bit geeky, but hey I take a good photo and like the series so far so why not?):

I’d seen a few cars but no people so far. On the bridge I noticed something at the far end and getting closer it turned out to be a wood pigeon. I swapped lenses and started snapping, getting slowly closer. I got within a few metres before it flew away.

I walked the track on the other side of the bridge, taking a few photos along the way. I stopped at a pretty stream that crossed the track and took lots of photos of tumbling water and moss covered rocks.

Two trampers came past while I was taking the photos, they’d been overnight at the Totara Flats Hut having walked from Holdsworth and had changed their plans, exiting at Waiohine rather than heading back the way they came. This meant they needed transport. I finished up after they had both passed by, the sun was burning off the cloud cover and it was getting too contrasty for decent shots. I caught up to them both at the bridge where they were talking to another visitor about getting a ride out to the main road. They were going to have to wait for this other guy who had only just started his walk, so I volunteered to drive them out, seeing as I was going that way anyway. I dropped them on the main road as requested.

Back in Lower Hutt I’ve been looking around places for head units and accessories. The local Repco wasn’t nearly as useful as the one in Upper Hutt in terms of the parts I need so I’ve emailed a bunch of places and we’ll see what they come back with.