Day 120, Royal Hut to Camp Stream Hut (2410)
Clear sky in the morning and the temperature was well below zero, I had a comfortable night but my shoes and socks were frozen and I had to melt them in the stream.
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| Royal Hut just catching the morning sun |
The temperature soon rose as the sun came up and I headed the wrong way from the hut only realizing that I was following the wrong stream after walking about a kilometer through the tussock grass, a bit of extra exercise.
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| Up by the now small Bush Stream |
Once on the right track it was a steady climb up by the stream with only a few easy crossings.
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| Looking back |
The path then left the stream and climbed steeply up to the Stag Saddle (1925). There was a choice of route here me, either down the valley or along a high ridge.
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| Enough said |
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| The ridge route actually goes higher, 1944 |
It was a perfect day so it didn't require any thought and I contoured round the scree to the ridge.
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| Looking towards Mount Cook with the girl who was washed down the river |
Amazing view, Lake Tekapo and the mountains around and including Mount Cook. Blue Lake, white mountain and all colours in between, fantastic.
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| Mount Cook range |
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| And again |
The long easy ridge descent was a beautiful walk with the mountains and lake view in the sunshine, I had to keep stopping to stare.
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| Lake Tekapo. Yes the colour is real |
The path dropped down at the end of the ridge to a track that crossed the Camp Stream and a short climb took me to the hut where there was an empty bed.
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| Unusual hut pursuit |
Five beds in the hut and four camping outside. We were all here early so spent most of the afternoon chatting and otherwise amusing ourselves in the sunshine.
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| Camp Stream Hut |
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