TROG = TRips lOG
An 8 AM start in the UCSA carpark yielded 7 sleepy trampers, which resulted in a quick consensus to stop in Culverden pie and coffee. Following a mandatory group photo, off we set, discovering along the way that slopes make for interesting optical illusions. Continue reading “St James Walkway”
This trip started with an unexpected call for a challenge. While having breakfast I was reading a TROG from 2006 and found exactly the same trip we would start just a couple of hours later: “Gloriana Peak: …not every CUTC group made it to the peak – give your best…” Ok, challenge accepted! The weather forecast did not look ideal at that time but with Jack, Wolf, Caroline and Phil we would start with a strong team. Everything would mainly depend on the weather! Continue reading “Glory to the Peak”
These are all true events.
Part 1: Zach and the Manky Fork
Enda found a manky fork on the track near the hut. Zach didn’t bring cutlery for his dinner so resorted to using said manky fork. Although, Zach did clean the manky fork with a wet wipe, this was after Enda cleaned the candle wax out of a candle holder with it.
The manky fork was in hot demand as Enda then also professed his love for it. A battle ensued. Zach asked Enda if he could keep the manky fork. Enda said “yes”. Continue reading “The Chronicles of Zach (and Andrews Stream Trapping)”
I had been cooped up in front of my computer screen deciphering the intricacies of Latex for an unpleasant amount of time, so when Jeff suggested a weekend trip to Arthur’s Pass I thought “YES!” “Outside!”. And so despite knowing that Rome Ridge was a total chosspile in the middle of summer, I decided it would be a good idea to traverse said ridge with Jeff, Tania and Barbara. Continue reading “A slice of Pie and a Pile of Choss”
The trip started with a small disappointment: The idea for this weekend trip was to climb Snowflake (near Kaikoura) coming through Kowhai River and Snowflake Stream, to traverse the peak and to come back over Homestead Spur. But the local farmer and owner of the Swyncombe farm, worrying about his cattle, did not give us his permission. This was his given right (no real reason to be angry) and in the end we were actually lucky – we would never have made it (too long and too technical with all the snow)! Continue reading “Snowflake!”
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