Type 2 Taruahuna Tramping

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 even through fatigue, however, so we were all still determined and eager for the ridiculous … Continue reading Type 2 Taruahuna Tramping


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 a professional baker with us, and Harry fed us not one, but two banoffee pies … Continue reading Kahurangi

Yeats Ridge

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 Shaun would cry at your funeral, would they even have a funeral without a body? … Continue reading Yeats Ridge