Even though ( in my mind ) we were fleeing down the mountain, we still had time to pause for a quick profile shot photoshoot ;) Only, mind you, once we were in sight of the hut again. There’s our beautiful little cabin in the distance. A gleaming beacon of man-made safety.
After being outside for a few days straight without washing, I often find myself yearning for a cleanly man-made surface to lie on. To be enclosed in a synthetic insect-free space. No bugs preying on you, no condensation, dry clothes, and a real pillow – that’s the defining criteria for ultimate relaxation :)
I thought we might try getting to the next hut again tomorrow, so once we were down the ridge a bit we checked to see if there was any reception up here for the latest weather forecast. There was, and the forecast didn’t look good. Talk of Cyclone Zelia picking up speed and heading toward toward New Zealand, threatening severe weather across the North Island the day after tomorrow! Kind of strangely made me feel much better, essentially gave us a good excuse to retreat.
It’s not actually quite as bad as it sounds, it wouldn’t be a tropical cyclone by the time it hit New Zealand, but rather a big low, forecast to bring very humid conditions and a period of heavy rain and north to northwest gales. Still reason enough to get out of it’s way and head for town.
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