42 hours in paradise- the high central Tararuas. 16- 17 Feb, Tony Gates and Christian Thiemann.
This hutbagging Rogaine may be seem like madness to some, but it sure is a great way to see the Tararuas- lots of them- in a short period of time. Christian, with only three months in New Zealand, saw 10 huts in the high central Tararuas with me in 2 days, ie 42 hours in paradise. And this was his second rogaine to the area in a month. For me, a bit of an ageing Tararua hunter, I enjoyed revisiting old haunts and poking around some new ones. There is always something new and interesting in the Tararuas.

We had schemed, planned, and prepared, but maintained a flexible and safe route. After a 3 AM departure from Kiriwhakapa, and bagging Blue Range hut, we both fell asleep at Cow Creek Hut for a bit. A brew was needed too, to put us in the mood for the river route up to Arete Forks Hut. An easy 1 ½ hours later, we reached the hut in rain, after only a few knee deep river crossings and no real difficulties. A beautiful river. We followed the footsteps of Mike Sheridan and Andrew McLellan (in reverse) up Pinnacle Spur, and later discovered that we were just in front of them along Dracophyllym Biv area, then Dorset Ridge. We felt good with the uphill exercise, and just got better during the day. Mist came and went, some sunshine north to Arete Biv, and more over to Dracophyllum Biv. Several orchids were flowering along the track, as well as Edelweiss, Senecios, and Celmisias. By then, we were following the day old footprints of fellow

rogainers Janet Wilson and Graham Peters. They told us it was a lovely place, and we agreed. Nicholls hut, our 6th for the day, looked very attractive as a bitterly cold southerly pounded us towards the end. Quite a few hutbagging stickers in the log book there. Brew time, dry out, and sleep.
Forecast perfect weather didn’t arrive till mid morning, by which time we had floundered in the mist on Nicholls, and navigated east down to Park Forks. This was the second time here for Christian, kind of special to see the area again, but from different angles- and different weather. Dry feet over both the Park and Waiohine rivers. Dorset Ridge, otherwise known as deer highway, offered good travel, made so much more pleasant in sunshine. We were the first hutbaggers to check into Dorset Ridge Hut, a lonely ex NZFS outpost, then first to Tarn Ridge Hut (the one which features on the stickers and programme).

The tussock tops there were lovely, with fairly easy terrain, great views, and that lovely tarn. We paused for a brew on Girdlestone, and had to cover up well from the sun. We scurried along the ridge south to the Kings, chasing a few deer off

the ridge and admiring views of places we knew so well. We noted the wreck site of Airspeed Oxford NZ1237, and graves of J Corrin and R Abrahams (from January 1942)- there are several other aircraft wrecks throughout the Tararuas. The steep descent track to Mid King Bivvy was overgrown. Plentiful water and shade there. We were glad to continue in the bush, plodding on down to Mitre Flats- our last hut for the trip- then the Waingawa road end. We made it just on dark.