My cousin Alison texted in the evening to say she thought the streams were down enough to cross safely, so we planned a drop off by Dad for the next day. A hearty meal cooked by Dad, wine, whiskey and Pulp Fiction rounded off the night nicely!
Day 48. We started the 42nd Traverse around 9am after farewells.
And off we went! I was feeling a little tired after a few drinks the night before (I'm a slow learner!), but the walking was pretty easy.
A couple of brief encounters with a quad safari group and some outdoor pursuit students, otherwise a quiet day... The last stream crossing was a bit more challenging than any others thus far, so we practiced our group river crossing technique in prep for the South Island.
Chris outfitted himself with a new pack in Palmeraton North to replace his damaged one, and he had even been turned to the dark side and bought a hammock to try out! So when we stopped for the night it was a bit easier to select a camping site... And it was a beautiful thing to see three hammocks up!
On that note, it's time for some shut eye... G'night!
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