We knocked it off!! 17 Taieri Recreational trampers bounded up the Gully, leaving the car park in damp, windy, but improving weather conditions.
Not knowing what we were in for, we started up the track, the ferns and other coverage had grown since Dave had tramped it a few months ago, and going in early part was slow going, with some parts on hand and knees, but mood was chirpy, as the track improved, but the climb was upwards continually.
We came to a stream crossing which required good concentration, with a good climb 30 minutes through magnificent beech forest and very little birdlife sadly.
With a good 75 minutes walking it was time for morning tea to recharge energy levels and the odd question of how far to top. The reply was sorry a good
hour and a quarter. After 30 minutes of chatter, it was packs on and off we clambered through
some nice ground cover for 20 minutes, then some real grunty climbs , stopped the talking,
everyone showed encouragement to those needing it. Remember a lot of society, half the groups age, would have turned back long ago. We continued, a long time had passed, before the light at end of the tunnel through mist in the
bus , YES!! flax and grasses with a waratah with a white plastic cover in the rock. Sadly a strong wind blowing mist over the sign telling us it was 14km and 5 hr trek to the bottom of whiskey gully or option b, 1hr down a gully back
joining the track we came up.
After clambering up to this sign it only took about 4 minutes to decide that these were bad options, due to hands freezing from the cold wind whipping through us, we took pictures of the first 7 at top and then the next hardy ladies who made up the next group, well done crew, 17 hardy trampers all made the top of Black Gully, fantastic job!! With decision made, we descended back down for 15 minutes to a lunch spot, Well Earned. After a food recharge we returned down the nice forest, mainly beech below manuka.
This was when it hit us, how steep the climb to the top was, it became quite a hard drop for 45 minutes but the group chattered and took in the magic bush and forest, most take for granted. With stream crossing done we showed the spirit that bonded the group back through the overgrowth at the early part of trek, completing tramp bang on 5 hours, being approx. 8.9kms of hard out tramping, well done all. Back to base where we could clean up and begin nibbles and well earned drinks before we would enjoy the company of Helen’s younger brother Jeff at the family farm, Crookstown originally named by her parents.
We had meat, potatoes, salads and pudding prepared ready for all. We arrived at the farm, no brother there, but we bowled on in, sorted salads , potatoes and started up barbeque to cook meat, ten minutes on Jeff (brother) and his son James arrived back from milking cows, happy to see group and knowing his food for tea was being cooked. As all was ready, Jeff’s wife Margie arrived home , she was welcomed as the feast began, then believe it or not the sun shone and completed a great day. It was a great feed, followed by a tasty pudding. It was a great night, nearly completed, but young Jill Reid was not going to let the night stop there, with a cheeky grin she asked Jeff one last request , would you sing a song or two before we going, Jeff did not need too much persuasion, the entray from his latest CD was a song about his youngest son Ben called “That’s Ben”. He told us in his earlier singing years how the names in America, such as Arizona, Alabama, made well known songs this is where the idea came to sing a song he wrote also from CD, Down over Crookston, their family farm, with a round of applause the lucky audience asked for one more request, which he was happy to sing, and told us how Garry Morris American Country and Western star, had made famous, the song, “Take Him Home” from the famous show Les Misirables, and he if he could remember all the words, sang it to perfection, what a fantastic surprise to a special day, whoohoo what an end to a special day!!
(Anyone wanting the CD can be purchased for $15 Helen can organise purchase). On return to camp the kids of the group played on the camps swings slides, roundabouts, a nightcap then zzzzz.
The final day on Thursday, saw a few sore bodies, Camp at Black Gully tidy, we left, morning coffee at Top Nosh, with no lack of get up and go, we got to car park, then set off tramping through fabulous bush to the flowing waterfall at whiskey gully.
Some of the men took a drink from mug left on the pole, the water was pure, gold coloured being leached from lichen and leaves and chilled to perfection. After lunch we returned, to carpark, then walked up to lookout, no mist, the view of hills and Tapanui.
The three days had ended, some took off home others called in at Whitechapel Church to view antiques etc, note the owner had won a stage of tour de France in the 1960s.
Well done Taieri Recreational Tramping Group, special people, special times!!
Helen and Phil