Barker – Damn that’s a Cool Hut

You up for an adventure this weekend? That, or some variation of that question, was the message I’d rattled off to a dozen people last week in the hopes of finding someone keen to head to Barker Hut. I’ve been…
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You up for an adventure this weekend? That, or some variation of that question, was the message I’d rattled off to a dozen people last week in the hopes of finding someone keen to head to Barker Hut. I’ve been…

A Frenchman, an English lass, and two Kiwis went for a walk in the bush. They climbed up mountains and ridgelines, crossed vast plateaus, prevailed through wind, snow and rain, and risked losing the very feet they walked on to the vicious, muddy pools and cavernous holes along the track.

23rd – 25th June By Luke Whitehead Participants: Luke Whitehead, Georgia Prince, Harry O’Neill, Liv Martin, Bridget Page, Conor Handley Things started off so well this week. With a blanket of snow across most of the Southern Alps, our group…

25 – 26th July Location: Cass lagoon By Isambard (Izzy) McMinn 20 Students of all backgrounds trickled into the UCSA carpark Saturday morning. Most – after very little sleep and sporting a ripping headache. The mood may be sour waking…

So when you find a hut called top Olderog on remote huts you know it’s a must do. And when you see it previously had a visit every three to five years then you know you have to do it…

After a sweaty climb up the mountain, being overtaken by more than one old dodder, we emerged successful high above the Canterbury plains (and the dreaded Lees Valley – where I could make out the fateful access road that obliterated…

At the sensible, punctual time of 10pm, the crazy crew was on the road to the alps. Already having been awake and studying/working all day, it was fair to say we were hardly bright eyed and bushy tailed. Insanity prevails…

9 – 11th July By Zoë Marshall-Means A group of nine is ambitious. And I’m hard to deal with. We drove to St Arnaud and boosted up to Bushline hut in the dark for an absolute feast. We happened to have…

2nd – 3rd July By Zoë Marshall-Means How good is solo tramping? Really feeling the serenity, time with your thoughts, the niggling feeling that you’re going the wrong way, the knowledge that they’ll never find your body here, wondering if…

22rd June By Zoë Marshall-Means “You can froth the road, but only 12 seconds in front of you”, in hindsight, Max is quite wise. These really are words to live by. Not that I blame him, Lewis Pass is a…