By Richard, 01 March 2007
February 2005
‘Twas a hot February night in the Atiwhakatu as Eric, Pete and I headed towards Jumbo Hut. We were sweating like greasy hogs, and didn’t envy Ben and all the others who were booked in for the Holdsworth-Jumbo race the next day. The black-hole effect that seems to hang round the Tararuas on a Friday night occurred, and time and space warped then spat us out at Jumbo hut in exactly the time it always takes. It’s funny, no matter how hard you go, it always seems to be 2 hr 55 to Jumbo. Had a quick sleep, and were up at
Sunday dawned fineish but a bit grey, and we headed up a stream just opposite our bivvy site. Lots of tangled coprosma lower down and quite slippery rocks made for slow going, but the bush wasn’t much better. Once it started to climb it opened up a bit though was hemmed in by thick scrub. Pretty much a perfect boulder staircase (just a wee bit greasy) took us high into the scrub band, before a large slip made travel even faster. From there it was a brief leatherwood tussle, a Spaniard mince, and a carpet grass scramble to Tarn Ridge, near the old hut site. We headed past Basil's resting place for morning tea at Tarn Ridge, and then had a drink in the now very hot sun at Dorset Ridge. After lunch in Dorset Creek it was a long hot slog up to
Eric Duggan