Day 48

Leaving Bog Inn via the pathless Bog!

Leaving Bog Inn via the pathless Bog!

Joint 1000km celebration. (finding it harder to recognise myself in photos)

Joint 1000km celebration. (finding it harder to recognise myself in photos)

Waihaha hut

Waihaha hut

Bog Inn Hut with Tim, Karla, Nick (and Zoe the poodle)

Bog Inn Hut with Tim, Karla, Nick (and Zoe the poodle)

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summit of MT Pureora

summit of MT Pureora

on the way up pureora on easy cycle track

on the way up pureora on easy cycle track

bird song in the moonlight

bird song in the moonlight

Awoke to a cacophony of birdsong! They Started about 5am even though sun not up, maybe because it was fairly light with full moon.

4pm Bog Inn Hut Pureora.
Got here about 2pm so really early even though have done 7 hours walking and probably around 20km. Pureora is the highest summit so far at 1165m but was mercifully very gentle and benign. There is a new national cycle trail called the Timber trail which is well graded and for 10km we were on it I was able to motor but also look around at what was a beautiful forest.

Pleased to have now met up with Tim and Nick (with Zoe the poodle) who are section walking the Pureora trail. Both in their mid 60’s. Tim has had a quadruple bypass but is trying to do the right things, not sure his hip flask of whisky is one of those. Nick looks in pretty good shape and is ex army. Their wives dropped them off and have gone off with the credit cards to go mad with in Taupo.

Bog Inn hut was built in 1960 and looks it. Corrugated iron clad and rough cut timber is about it. There is a separate long drop and a water supply but there are things swimming in the tank so I am purifying it (after drinking a pint of it unbeknownst to this salient fact). We’ve let Tim and Nick have the hut beds and have made camp on some nice flat areas nearby.

Managed to break a tent pole when taking it down this morning, have patched it up with some spare tubing and strapping plaster so fingers crossed. Bits of my kit now beginning to fall apart. I dare not adjust my trekking poles as been really hard to tighten them up. My shoe laces are fraying, I’ve lost the strap off one of my gaiters, and the stitching has come off one of my boots.

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