Sep 4, 2012
Aug 14, 2012
Hengistbury Head
With it's seemingly
impossibly high cliffs and a scary slippery path climbing it's face,
Hengistbury Head was always one of my favourite places to visit at the weekend.
It was fitting then that whilst visiting my parents in the UK we had the chance
to take Martin there. The cliffs were no longer as steep and tall of course and
the scary path has long since disappeared in the face of continued erosion, but
the headland and spit is still a very special place to visit. There is a very
good website http://www.hengistbury-head.co.uk which has a lot of detail about the history,
geology and some ecology of the area.
There are three routes to choose from on the headland. Firstly the beach itself, then the hilltop and finally the private road behind the hill that the 'train' runs along. We walked out along the beach and rounded the long groyne, before stopping for morning tea at the café and then shortly afterwards lunch on the beach. The water of the Solent was much warmer than I remembered and I managed a decent dip.
From the top of Hengistbury Head - looking along the spit. |
Beach Huts. |
More Beach Huts. |
With with parents on top of Hengistbury Head. |
The historic Black House.
Beach Hut Alley. |
We made it all the
way out to Mudeford Spit, before returning past the Black House. We walked back
over the hill which gives great views out over the Solent, Bournemouth and the
surrounding area. You can also spy on the trains from the viewpoint at the top
without having to walk back along the road.
Looking back to Mudeford Spit and Christchurch Harbour. |
The view down to the beaches. |
Christchurch Priory. |
Aug 9, 2012
Dolomites - Fanes
Our final walk in
the Dolomites was a simple trip up to the Fanes restaurant hut from Pederu. We
had hoped to stop at Lago Ju de Limo to sunbath, but the weather closed in, so
we opted instead for a nice lunch at the hut. The most shocking thing on this walk
was the water level in the lake compared to two years ago. It almost looked
like somebody had put a pump in and drained it.
Rocky spires on the way up from Pederu. |
Climbing towards the lake, with Fanes behind. |
An almost empty Lago de Limo - August 2012 |
Lago de Limo - July 2010 |
Choosing lunch in Fanes. |
One of the huts, just below Fanes. |
Start of the 4WD track down to Pederu. |
Final descent to Pederu. |
Aug 6, 2012
Dolomites - Monte Muro Mauerberg
An easy warm up walk
to Monte Muro Mauerberg from Pe de Borz. We walked up to the Refugio Monte Muro
Mauerberghutte for morning tea before lunching on the summit. The lower
sections were all pine forest, but higher up there were good views across to
the Putia massif, where we had walked round in 2010.
Just above the hut, with Putia's summit poking in to the clouds. |
A long lazy lunch on the summit. |
Heading back down to the hut. |
Approaching Refugio Monte Muro Mauserberg. |
Jul 22, 2012
Mingha - Edwards
I returned to
Arthurs Pass in July and tramped a route that I last walked over six years ago,
also in winter. I headed up the Minga Valley to Goat Pass before crossing to
the Edwards via the Taruahuna Pass.
From the car park
just north of Greyneys Shelter, I immediately forded the Bealey and Mingha
Rivers, then headed up the true right of the Mingha River. The first part of
the route is a bit of a gravel bash in the wide, open valley but it slowly
narrows as you head up stream. It is normal to ford the Mingha when the river
undercuts small bluffs, but I managed to sneak around them and avoid fording.
Heading towards
Dudley Knob, I picked up the well defined tramping track which climbs away from
the river. Despite the recent winter storms there was very little windfall on
the track and I made good progress all the way to the Mingha Bivouac. DOC have
clearly spent a lot of time maintaining this track, no doubt reflecting the
tracks huge popularity. Several sections have cut staircases and in places a
material track bed has been added to minimise erosion.
Mingha Biv. |
After a brief
morning tea stop at the slightly damp Biv, I continued up to Goat Pass. The
track above the biv soon leaves the bush and climbs through an area of tussock
mixed with alpine scrub. A short distance below the pass there is one last
crossing of the now infant Mingha River.
Goat Pass - hut is bottom centre. |
From the high point
where the path sidles in towards Goat Pass hut, I left the path and climbed the
ridge towards Lake Mavis. The initial section of this climb is reasonably steep
and there are a number of options involving either scree or scrub to choose
from. Further up I picked up some cairns which indicated a route across the
shoulder of the ridge to Lake Mavis. There are good views across to the Temple
Col from here.
Mount Franklin ridge. |
Flat light on a frozen Lake Mavis. |
The Temple Col from above Lake Mavis. |
The lake itself was
snowed in and with very flat light it was hard to make out any distinguishing
features of it or take a good photograph. At this point I encountered true
winter conditions and the ice axe and crampons were needed until reaching
Taruahuna Pass. I gained the north ridge of Mount Oates by sideling under Point
1978 before dropping down good snow slopes in to the basin under this
subsidiary top.
Camped below Mount Oates (i). |
Camped below Mount Oates (ii). |
Camped below Mount Oates (iii - Sunday morning) |
I camped here and
enjoyed a good dawn over the Tarn Col and Falling Mountain before making my way
down to Taruahuna Pass. The key to this route is to cross the terraces north
east of the basin and not to get caught up in the steep ground and cliffs near the
stream that drains from the basin's small tarn. Nether the less there was still
one short awkward descent before reaching easier ground and the pass itself.
The pass itself also marked the snowline.
The Falling Mountain from Mt Oates camp. |
The Tarn Col and Falling Mountain. |
Taruahuna Pass from the Upper Edwards Valley. |
Falling Mountain and The Amber Col. |
The upper Edwards is one of my favourite areas of the National Park and I made good progress down to the Edward's Hut, whilst enjoying the scenery of the Polar Range and Amber Col. I stopped for morning tea at the hut - the hut log book had recorded no visit for over one month. From here, on very familiar ground now, I picked up the normal tramping route down the Edwards River, an easy three hour tramp back to the car, with just small fords of the East Edwards and then the Bealey, Minga and Edwards rivers to cross en route.
Frozen Tarns and the Edwards Hut. |
May 13, 2012
Woolshed Hill and an attempt on the Savannah Range
With a trip to
Greymouth for work, I took the opportunity to have another attempt at the
Savannah Range traverse, our previous two attempts having been stopped by waist deep snow the first time and strong winds the second.
I left the Hawdon Shelter at a little after 16:00 on the Friday evening after a brief chat with a couple of hunters heading up Sudden Valley. Climbing at a reasonable pace, I reached the first tarn, which was to be my campsite for the night at around 17:30. The tarn was a bit more exposed than I remembered it, being completely unprotected to any westerly winds. Luckily the night was completely still. It was pitch dark before I finished dinner and the temperature dropped rapidly too. I hit the sack pretty quickly.
I was up early on the Saturday morning. It would have been pretty fresh overnight as there was frost on the inside of the tent. I spent a while watching the sunrise on the Polar Range before heading off.
Up to point 1520 the range traverse is straightforward, though there is a fair amount of descending and climbing , including a drop right down to the bush line just before point
1520. I stopped for lunch just after this top to survey the route ahead.
From here the ridge changes in character. I sidled across the face below point 1676, but regaining the ridge I encountered some fresh loose snow on the ridge. The ridgeline narrowed a lot at point 1657 and the wind had got up making balance unsteady. The guidebook talks about sidling around this on steep scree, but it looked very uninviting and slippery from where I was and I calledit a day at this point. Maybe after three goes I should give up on this range traverse?
I back tracked a little and then dropped down in to the Andrews Stream off of point 1478. A recently used (like yesterday) deer trail made the descent very straightforward. I camped at one of the many sites in the Andrews Valley at the bottom of Hallelujah Flat, a much warmer nights sleep than the previous evening.
I left the Hawdon Shelter at a little after 16:00 on the Friday evening after a brief chat with a couple of hunters heading up Sudden Valley. Climbing at a reasonable pace, I reached the first tarn, which was to be my campsite for the night at around 17:30. The tarn was a bit more exposed than I remembered it, being completely unprotected to any westerly winds. Luckily the night was completely still. It was pitch dark before I finished dinner and the temperature dropped rapidly too. I hit the sack pretty quickly.
Mount Binser from near the Hawdon Shelter.
Woolshed Hill Track.
Late evening over the Waimakariri River and Black Range.
Last daylight from Woolshed Hill.
First light on the Black Range.
Morning Sunlight on the Black Range.
Sudden Valley from Woolshed Hill.
The Polar Range.
Woolshed Hill campsite.
Sugar Loaf and Cass Hill from Woolshed Hill.
Mount Binser from Woolshed Hill.
From here the ridge changes in character. I sidled across the face below point 1676, but regaining the ridge I encountered some fresh loose snow on the ridge. The ridgeline narrowed a lot at point 1657 and the wind had got up making balance unsteady. The guidebook talks about sidling around this on steep scree, but it looked very uninviting and slippery from where I was and I calledit a day at this point. Maybe after three goes I should give up on this range traverse?
Point 1676 on the ridge traverse. I sidled across the face to avoid the bluffs (L)
East Hawdon watershed with Mount Valiant in the background.
Ridge around point 1657. The narrowest section is in the centre of the image.
Sunday was a simple
but very wet walk out to the Mt White
Road. I was lucky enough to be picked up by a Possum Hunter at 9:00am on
a gravel road in the middle of nowhere, who was kind enough to give me a ride
back to the Hawdon Shelter. With this shortcut I was back in a sunny
Christchurch for 11:30
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