Thursday, 29 December 2016

D6- Mangatutara hut to Te Kahika flats

Its another fine day. Im unaware of the forcast by this stage but i know this dry spell won't last forever. Its another 2ks down the Mangatutara before turning up a side stream to start the second crossing to the Te Kahika catchment. This stream is the worst bit of the trip so far. It's narrow, rocky and blocked with windfall and log jams. To further complicate things, theres a few forks not marked on the map. As the stream gets smaller, each 100m seems to take twice as long as the last.
The best plan is to follow the correct fork untill it runs out, then climb the last bit to the saddle. I exit to earlier and end up back tracking to finally locate the saddle.
Once over the other side the gps and compass become redundant and its a case of heading downhill to the stream and follwing that. The Waihunga stream is easier than the last one, and most of it can be walked though open punga bush. Its contains the most deer and pig sighn ive seen so far, i spot 2 deer but no sighn of the pigs.
It eventually opens up into a shingle bed and the punga furns have been such good shelter i didn't notice it was raining. Its the sort of weather where you spend more time taking a jacket on and off than walking, which is where i make my first mistake. Getting my jacket and pack cover out i put on only the jacket and carry on. It only takes a couple of minutes to realise somethings wrong, but half an hour searching the long grass to find the cover.
  After joining the Te Kahika stream, its a couple of kms to the flats and former hut site. A slip amost blocks the valley downstream of the flats and iv been told it was dammed, flooded and washed the hut site away when it burst, creating the flats. I've also read the hut burnt down 5 years ago, 2 years ago.
Theres not a huge selection of campsites and i pick a spot in the wet grass out of flood danger. Its still raining and the sandflies are out, making it the the worst night so far. Spilling half the rice in the fire is the final straw, and anyone in the valley would of heard me swear. Lukily its only me. Its the most remote part of the trip being a 3 day walk either way to civilization.

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