Category: Camps

Hollyford Camp

12/11/2018. Hollyford Camp. M. Phil.
Trampers: 12-16 Nov: Hollyford Camp. M. Phil.

Hollyford Escapades:  12-16 November 2018

Planning to execution seemed to go very well as everyone was at Waihola early….. this being a trait that continued for every start during the week.

18 intrepid walkers in 6 cars set off and bang on time arrived at Cocoa’s Café at Mandeville airport for a necessary kick start to getting to Te Anau reasonably refreshed.  First stop was at the DOC I-site to get hut tickets and check the weather, then it was food and petrol top-ups plus a visit to the best public loos in the world for most – albeit some of us had to go back to the car to get the entry gold coin!

The clearing weather meant the drive up through Te Anau Downs and the Eglinton Valley was pretty well up to the Mercedes car advert standard, then after a brief stop at Knobs Flat we arrived at The Divide.  With clear tops on the Livingstone Range, it was decided to attack Key Summit,

At the Divide about to head up Key Summit . (Gordon pic and caption.)

initially via the Routeburn/Greenstone track, before branching off on the zig zags to the Summit and, for some, beyond the well known tourist look out.  The group split into 3 as each limit was reached; lovely views of Lake Marian, the Darrans, the Hollyford and also the Greenstone Caples were in view and appreciated.

On Key Summit looking to the Greenstone: McKellar Saddle ( and Caples). (Phil pic and caption.)

We finally descended in good time and once back in the cars, moved into the Hollyford proper.  Turning right into the Lower Hollyford Rd we stopped, read and discussed the memorial to Davey Gunn that celebrated his 56 mile journey over bush tracks from Big Bay to the Milford Rd in 23 hours to raise support for the injured in a plane crash there.  What the books don’t say is Davey had a cuppa then returned to Big Bay to carry on his guided trip… he had also cracked some ribs getting plane passengers from the crash in the surf….

Finally we arrived at Gunn’s Camp and settled in to our ‘little huts on the Prairie’…… followed by good craic and a variety of well cooked dinners.

We were at the Lake Marian track ahead of time on the Tuesday morning, everyone keen to get going.  Crossing the Hollyford River involved the first swing bridge for the week, then some time was taken on the Gantries overlooking the tumbling waters of Marian Creek;

Marian Creek cascading. (Phil pic and caption.)

from there it was a steady 2 hour walk up to the Lake, to be greeted by emerald clear water and towering peaks,

Lake Marian in all her glory. ( Phil pic and caption.)

capped off by some loud avalanches at the top of the valley (they resembled large waterfalls).  We stayed here for a good 40 minutes enjoying a very special environment, before returning.

  It was a sign of the nature of the track that the return time was also 2 hours……

After lunch, having ensured that no-one laid down on their bunk, we travelled up the Upper Hollyford and just before the Homer Tunnel, veered off to park in the Gertrude Valley carpark.  We then rambled a while to the base of the Saddle, enjoying the amphitheatre of surrounding peaks as well as the early celmisias, ourisias and Mt Cook lilies that were smiling back at us.

Gertrude Valley with Saddle behind. (Phil pic and caption.)

  Once back at the cars we returned to Camp, allowing for a short stop at Falls Creek where new carparks and Gantries have ensured another great stop on the Milford Rd.

The Camp was busier on the second night with the Stray Bus arrival, plus some trampers who had arrived from the Demon Trail, telling of tall stories and lots of trees over the track, and loads of hunters and jet boaters in the huts…

Wednesday dawned fine and we travelled to the road end, where we set off to enjoy the Hollyford Walk;

Heading off down the Hollyford Track. (Gordon pic and caption.)

guarded over by towering mountains named mostly after Ngatimamoe and Ngai Tahu chiefs intersprinkled with mountains named after bureaucrats, nieces and mothers;

Mt Karetai. (Phil pic and caption.)

we rambled through forest of Beech, Miro, Matai, Totara, Kamahi and Rimu, finally arriving at Hidden Falls Hut for lunch (having already stopped off at the Hidden Falls to get showered upon).

Lunch at Hidden Falls. (Phil pic and caption.)

  A few green hooded orchids spread throughout the moss and liverwort track edges.

Following lunch, 5 hikers turned right and returned to the road end by 4pm, whilst 13 trampers turned left and after 40 minutes begun the ascent of Little Homer Saddle;  through the forest gaps great views of Mts Madeline and Tutoko were enjoyed and after another 30 minutes we were at the top of the saddle;  whilst not high, the effort was considerable in the heat of the day…… a drop off to the Little Homer Falls

Little Homer Falls. (Gordon pic and caption.)

followed with tree falls along the way becoming a little harder to limbo under….. the Falls drew everyone to them and then after a well earned break we set off for Lake Alabaster through self pruning beech forest.  As we veered in to the Pyke Valley, we were greeted by tall straight Kahikatea.

Finally we emerged into a clearing where the Pyke Lodge of the Guided walk stood and gazed upon the majestic view of Mt. Madeline dominating the Hollyford skyline.

A further 20 minutes of tired tramping followed before we arrived at Lake Alabaster

First views of Lake Alabaster. (Gordon pic and caption.)

– 7.5 hours after we started, and according to GPS estimations some 2 kilometres longer than official publications credit, at just on 23 kilometres for the day!

Progressively the breezes dropped and shadows and mountain and forest reflections dominated the Lake,

The Darran Mountains and Mt Madeline reflections in Alabaster. (Phil pic and caption.)

interspersed with splashes of delight as keen trampers (some) had a ‘swim’ and dried off before the sand-flies could do damage.

A good spread of birdlife was enjoyed along the walks including tui, bellbird, grey warbler, (bush robin at Marian),shining cookoo, ruru (at night!), chaffinch and the melodious Kaka.  Masses of perching orchids (the bamboo – Earina mucronata) adorned tree branches around the shoreline.

We had the company of a small number of other trampers for the first night at Alabaster.

On the Thursday morning, helped by feedback from trampers off the ‘Demon Trail’, 10 decided to follow the dotted lines on the map along side the Lake up the Pyke Valley;  this in effect being a bush bash with the lapping levels of the Lake the easier going.  About half way along we stopped at a large flowing creek…. fishing and fossicking were undertaken, with not a lot of luck, though style was fine.

Returning through thick bush we stumbled upon a small ‘grave site’ and then returning to the hut we had a cuppa and lunch, before crossing the largest swing bridge in Fiordland over the Pyke River, to touch upon the Demon Trail.  A hundred metres of this was enough to convince us that we should save this for another time…..!

Our second night at Alabaster was a very social affair, with jet boaters …

What do jet boat drivers have that fellow walkers don’t? (Phil pic and caption.)

… and pack rafters arriving along with a range of trampers heading up or down the valleys from or to the Coast.  Deer had been shot, trout caught, a jet boat sunk and being expensively recovered with helicopters ….so much to catch up on….. and best of all, no news from the outside world!  Mattresses were spread throughout the common areas to accommodate all.

Notwithstanding the week of walking everyone was up and away at 6.50 am on the last morning, well before the official start time, as a slight rain began to fall…and fall….and fall.  At last we were experiencing a Fiordland shower… becoming so consistent and insistent that when the time came we made a detour to Hidden Falls Hut for an early brunch to recharge, before the last 2 hours trudge to the road end.  We took 1.5 hours off the incoming time, very commendable as we were going uphill all the way!  (but then apparently the GPS said the distance was shorter…) ah we are better off without these new contraptions!

After 6 hours tramping we quickly reorganised before driving to Gunn’s Camp where we checked for final messages from the Hikers, picked up belongings, then drove back to Te Anau and civilisation.  We caught up with the Hikers at a local Café which was being inundated by bus loads of tourists, they were swarming and biting better than sand-flies!

The Hikers meantime, had an enjoyable day trip to Milford Sound on the Thursday.  First stop was the well known Chasm, and then they made a call into the Milford Sound Lodge.  What used to be a backpackers hostel now has several new cabins and areas for motorhomes, all well laid out with the Cleddau River nearby.

Enjoying Milford Sound. (Raewyn pic and caption.)

  The coffee wasn’t bad either apparently!  On the way out they made a stop at the historic bridge over the Tutoko River and a lookout near the tunnel entrance.  Friday for them dawned with heavy rain so the decision was made to stay put, light the fire and relax in the common room awaiting the trampers return. By 1pm they decided to head for Te Anau for lunch and rendezvous there as originally planned.  

Overall

A most enjoyable 5 days of great company, tracks and views to click the camera at.  Four days of sunshine out of five is not a bad record in Fiordland terms. Next stop Martins and Big Bays?

Gunn’s Camp

Everyone felt at home here and the accommodation and facilities most appropriate for a stay.  It is a very good base for exploring northern Fiordland, whether sightseeing, fishing, hunting or walking and would save multiple trips to and from Te Anau – or to just step back in pace or in time.

Aspiring Hut

14/2/2018. Report on Mt Aspiring Hut Trip 12-15th February

Eight keen trampers  signed up for this trip. Wendy and I tramped in to Aspiring Hut early on Monday 12th February to secure bedding in one room for all of us.  Jill, Clare, Janine, Keith, Helen and  Phil arrived late in the afternoon after battling a head on Northwest wind and driving rain. This walk was 9km and approx. 2.5 hours. Aspiring Hut is owned by the NZ alpine club and operated by DOC. It was built in 1949 and its exterior is covered in river schist stones. It  is about to undergo a refurbishment which includes earthquake strengthening and interior lining. There are 39 bunks altogether in two bunk rooms. Gas cookers are supplied during the summer season. We all soon settled and prepared our meals.

The next morning it was partly cloudy. The scenery from the hut was superb without going anywhere!

Group. (Helen pic and caption.)

We decided to go up the valley to Pearl flat (2 hours). The valley walk is very pleasant through beech forest and open grassland surrounded by high mountains with clinging glaciers.

We then decided to go up to the Liverpool hut (10 bunks). (1134m – Helen). This track was steeper than expected but the team coped extremely well. We walked up through beech forest on a steep track with rocks and tree roots.

Half way up to Liverpool Biv. (Phil pic and caption.)

This took 2.5 hours. The views from above the hut were superb – either looking down onto the valley below …

View from the Hut hill.(Helen pic and caption.)

… or glaciers on Mt Barff and Mt Liverpool. We were also looking across to French ridge hut which is used by climbers to climb Mt Aspiring.

We got back to Aspiring Hut after a 9 hour walk knowing we had done it!!

That night of the 13th the hut and camping area had its record number of guests at 84. We felt like very rare Kiwis!!!

The next morning was perfectly fine – however our legs knew they had worked the day before.  Unfortunately Wendy had to leave as she had work early the next day. This time we decided to go up the Cascade saddle track …

Liverpool done, off to the Cascade.(Phil pic and caption.)

… – a pleasant walk through red and beech forest.

Morning tea on way to Cascade Saddle. (Helen pic and caption.)

This finally led up to a lookout after 2.5 hours. (1184m. – Helen). The views of the 2 valleys and mountains all around were amazing, especially looking at Mt Aspiring.

Above the bush line on Cascade Saddle. (Phil pic and caption.)

There were quite a few people heading up to the saddle.

On returning to the hut the ladies enticed the men to go down to the river for a dip. [No pics supplied! – Ed.] This was very, very refreshing especially for those who got under the water!!

Another interesting meal was cooked by all. There were a lot fewer in the hut – the men played poker with hilarity. Someone was heard talking in their sleep!

After breakfast and packing up we headed off down to the car park. The weather deteriorated with the following North west wind very strong – even blowing 2 of us over on the grass. The dust was rising in the river bed. The rain followed and it was quite wet by the time we got to the carpark. Rob Roy glacier was left for another day!  We were then off home having coffee and ice creams on the way.

Thanks to all of the team for making it a fun trip.

Also thanks to Eleanor for suggesting the trip but unfortunately was unable to make it.

Dave

West Coast Bike Trip

Oct, 2017. West Coast Bike Trip.

Nine happy bikers, set off for the Coast.

To do the famous Wilderness trail- not that we will boast.

First to Kaniere, to drop off all our gear.

At a cottage in the bush – and then we had a beer.

A barbecue for dinner (after happy hour)

Then off to bed we all did go – we needed muscle power.

 

The morning dawned quite sunny, so down to Ross we drove.

To climb upon our bicycles, feeling fit, by jove.

The trail was good to start with, but then there came a hitch.

Jill and bike fell off the trail, right into a ditch. (A wet one)

Up she got, and carried on, but oops, what’s happened now?

A conveyor belt was in the way, right across our bow.

The track was closed, or so they said, to build a bridge one day.

We couldn’t let that stop us! We had to find a way.

The brave, strong men took over. They carried all across.

A dangerous operation, we did it without loss.

 

To Hokitika we did come, eventually, at last.

And had some lunch, ‘twas well deserved – we really went quite fast.

That unisex toilet, was a wonder to our eyes,

A mural weird and wonderful, it really took the prize.

 

After lunch we carried on, mostly up-hill now.

At last we reached the cottage, I really don’t know how.

Another night of merriment, more good food and wine,

And in the morning, oh alas, the weather wasn’t fine!

The vehicles taken down the road, Kumara was the goal,

The rain it stopped, the sun came out, and we were on a roll!

 

Up we went, and up – and up.  Judy’s turn to fall –

Right off the trail, it was quite steep, her bike it did a stall.

To Cowboy Paradise we came, I think they’ve got it wrong.

We weren’t even greeted, with rodeo or song.

 

We carried on, and on and on, mostly now it’s down.

But oops, where’s Keith?  He’s lost the trail, what a silly clown!

At last we’re sorted out again – don’t need another stunt.

But what’s this Dave, you silly B, your helmet’s back to front!

 

Kumara was a welcome sight, comfy huts and all.

And yummy dinner in the pub, we really had a ball.

The final day was misty, and cold about the knees,

But we didn’t seem to mind it, as we zipped among the trees.

Easy riding all the way, right beside the road.

And then along beside the beach, the ocean ebbed and flowed.

Into Greymouth at top speed, Jim and Betty first.

Thinking they were at the back, they (almost) boilers burst!

Nine happy bikers, aches and pains galore,

Headed home with smiles, wishing there was more. – Judy.

Camp: Albert Town Lodge – Wanaka

16-19/4/2010. April Camp. Albert Town Lodge. Leaders: Bill and Pat.
Friday. Mount Iron.
Those of us arriving in the early afternoon agreed to tackle Mount Iron. Some drove and arrived early, others of us walked the distance. Here are the ‘walkers’ climbing the zigzag track.
Wanaka from Mount Iron Track. Doug, George, Leonie.
We had been preceded by those who went by car and had already ‘peaked’ and departed again.
On top of Mount Iron. Elaine, Bob, Evelyn, Pat, Joyce. (Bill pic)
We descended by the track on the far side and had good views across to Albert Town.
Albert Town from Mount Iron track. Ian.
At the bottom of the steep track, we did a bit of cross-country work to arrived back at the camp. En route, we got a phone enquiry from Bill as to the whereabouts of some of those still descending the track. As a result, a considerate car set out to pick them from the track bottom. Brilliant day. Good start to the camp.
Saturday. From Raspberry Flat.
Aspiring Hut Track.
West Matukituki. (Bill pic)
Rob Roy Glacier from West Matukituki. (Bill pic)
Waterfall in the West Matukituki. (Bill pic)
Rob Roy Glacier track.
Eight of us set off across the swing bridge across the West Matukituki to climb through the lovely Beech Forest track. At one point on the track a sign warned us not to linger below this big overhang.
Large Rock overhang on track.

The track led us onward and upward to finally emerge on a heavily washedout area, obviously having happened quite recently, as indicated by the still-flattened grass on its edges. It would have needed a very heavy deluge to have left so much destruction. Washed-down boulders were enormous.

Leoni backgrounded by foreground washout and distant glaciers
View of left part of glacier
Recently-formed tracks led us across the washout to an area beyond where grass and shrubs had escaped the destruction. We found a spot partly sheltered from the cool breeze. We had small birds and scuttling mice for company.
Lunch among the area bypassed by the washout. George, Doug, Leonie.
After our leisurely lunch before the wonderful view, we picked our way back across the devastation of the washout and were pleasantly surprised to find the other half of our group had arrived and we now enjoying their lunch. We stopped to talk.
2nd group’s lunch further down the washout. George, Evelyn, Wendy, Lesley, Graham, Leonie.
We eventually turned back down the track. Down a bit, we re-examined an up-to-date toilet, standing bravely alone, surrounded by another local washout, but one not as severe as that further up.
Track in washed-out area beside stream. Lesley and Wendy
Returning down a part of the track beside the stream. Lesley and Wendy
Impressive rock overhanging a pool.
More heavy rocks
Back at Raspberry Flat, and prepared to await the trampers to Aspiring Hut, who had a much longer tramp, we were surprised they had truncated their walk and were instead awaiting us.
We stopped occasionally on the way back to catch glimpses of Mount Aspiring, now quite clearly visible and with a trail of cloud streaming off its lee side. Great sight.
Saturday evening.
Most of us sat down to an arranged meal at the pub before returning to the lodge for the Happy Hour and arrangements for Sunday.
Evening meal at Albert Town Pub
2nd shot of evening meal at Albert Town Pub
At the Happy Hour, the planned ascent of Roys Peak (formerly known as Mount Roy) was cancelled due to only two trampers wishing to tackle it and and concerns about safety with only two going. Instead, a walk along the Hawea River track for all was the eventual decision, with car shuttle arrangements engendering much discussion.
Bob provided some lively and much appreciated Scottish music on his violin. Thanks Bob.
Sunday.
Although there had been some (needless as it turned out) concern about how Saturday’s weather would develop, Sunday dawned, and remained, brilliantly clear. It was to be a short walk, so it was a case of stringing out the time in order to avoid getting back to the Lodge before lunch! This we accomplised by stretching ourselves out over a considerable distance, occasionally stopping to regroup.
Lake Hawea? (Bill pic)
Of course the two tea stops got us all together again. On both occasions, we found excellent river views to relax by.
Morning tea by Hawea River
Morning tea view of river
The lunch stop was a happy discovery at the last spot before the track diverged away from the river. It was rather early, but heck, we had to spin out the time somehow. A steep bank provided a brilliant opportunity for ancient legs to dangle comfortable over its edge.
Lunch on bank of Hawea River
Lunch on bank of Hawea River
A surprise along the track was the large number of cairns formed from a plentiful supply of convenient rocks. Young Joyce had a great time.
Cairns. Joyce
Rest near the end. George, Doug, Peter.
The highest quality swing bridge we had ever seen took us back across the Hawea River. Would love to know what it cost! Then it was just a short walk across to the Lodge. A wide, gravelled, level walk all the way. Very appropriate for cyclists, of whom there were many. But rather hard-surfaced for walkers. And we had managed to get back to the Lodge after lunch-time after all.
Sunday Evening.
Line-dancing teachers, Lesley and Evelyn got a lot of us moving with some easy and more sophisticated steps. Later, the other Evelyn taught some Scottish dancing with the help of Bob and his fiddle.
Line Dancing
Thank you Bill and Pat for organising and leading a very successful camp. Facilities were superb and 22 live-in and three live-out members had a very enjoyable time. Unfortunately two others living more remotely were unable to join with us as it turned out. – Ian.
8-12/11/2004. November Camp. Albert Town.
31/10/1997 Albert Town Camp. Leader: Margaret D.
During the first weekend of November, 1997, 25 members of the Taieri Recreational Tramping Club spend a most enjoyable time in the Wanaka area based at the very comfortable Albert Town Lodge.

Their first walk covered the Mount Iron area on Friday afternoon, followed on Saturday by a longer walk through the Wanaka outlet, along the shores of the lake and back to Albert Town.

On Sunday, a more ambitions 50km trip was taken to the Mt Aspiring National Park area where the destination was the Rob Roy Glacier. The weather was fine but extremely windy so crossing the swing bridge over a branch of the Matukituki River was an exhilarating experience for most club members, but well worthwhile once the shelter of the beech forest was reached.

A 2 hour zigzag climb thorough the bush afforded some wonderful views as the glacier-fed Rob Roy stream cascaded down the mountain.

Finally the track opened above the bush line revealing fantastic views of the Rob Roy Glacier across the valley. As members sat and enjoyed a well-earned lunch joined by a family of voracious keas, several huge avalanches thundered down the opposite slopes, providing an unforgettable sight.

The downhill return journey to the vehicles was accomplished in quick time but it was discovered that the warm NW wind had caused a thaw on the tops which, while providing many spectacular waterfalls, played havoc with several fords across the gravel access roads. As a consequence of the startling rise in the level of these streams several cars had to be marooned for the night although sufficient transport was available to shuttle all members back to base.

Friday 11/2/1994 – Monday 14/2/1994. Combined meals.

2/1993

Owned by Tekapo Ski Club.

32 people in 7 bed-bunk rooms.
PO Bx 234 Wanaka. Ph/Fx 03-443 9487 Mal Brown 6 Kingston St, Albert Town, Caretaker
Contact: Don Malcolm, 621 Harewood Rd, Christchurch

Camps: Alexandra Holiday Park Camp

7. 27-29/4/2007 Alexandra Holiday Park Camp Leader: Ian (New owners, less hospitable regarding lodge)
Day 1. 28 April. Knobbies Tramp.
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Rocks on Knobby Range (Pat pic)
Rocks on Knobby Range (Pat pic)

 

Rock on Knobby Range. (Pat pic)
Rock on Knobby Range. (Pat pic)
Cairn on Knobby Range. (Pat pic)
Cairn on Knobby Range. (Pat pic)

Day 2. 29 April. Lake walk.

Lunch. Dot, Pat, Ria, Doug, Molly, George, Ian (Bill pic)
Rock outcrops above track
Rock outcrops above track (Bill pic)
Lake Roxburgh scene (Bill pic)
Lake Roxburgh scene (Bill pic)
Rock bivvy. Joyce, Pat. (Bill pic)
Pat gives lesson in tying laces. Dorothy, Ria, Joyce, Pat. (Bill pic)
6. 20-24/11/2006. Camp. Alexandra
5. 2001
4. 6/1997
3. Friday 6/11/1992 – Sunday 8/11/1992. Alexandra Holiday Park Camp. Combined meals.
2. 9-12/1990. Leader: Margaret Smith.
Attended by 20 people.
1. 10/3/90. Alexandra.

“10/3/90. Miners’ House with natural roof of rock slab. Bob Heenan, Les Smith, Catherine Tither & Ted Chinside.” (Ian pic, scanned from Peg Chisholm photo collection.)

Camp: Mavora Camp

2-5/4/2004 Mavora Camp. Leader: Ian
As far up Aston Burn as we got. Ian, Pat, Graham, Arthur, Evelyn
As far up Aston Burn as we got. Ian, Pat, Graham, Arthur, Evelyn

Hikuraki Lodge, RD2, Te Anau. (Phone and fax numbers removed as now changed.)  Make cheque out to Landcorp Farming.
Lodge after 3rd house after gravel road turn-off from road to Te Anau.
We have the whole lodge to ourselves. Bunkroom: 7 lower bunks, 5 uppers. total: 12. 2 rooms take 3 ea. 1 takes 4.  Total: 22.
el range & oven, rangette, pans, el frypan, older microwave, crockpot, 2 small fridges. sm freezer (2x1ft), 2 toilets, two showers over baths. $17 pppn or $195 group booking per night.
Take own toilet paper, food, sleeping bags. (covered mattresses, fitted sheets, pillows supplied. p/cases available/supplied?) Wood & coal supplied for heating.
A glorified DoC hut setup really. No radio or TV.

Ashton Burn Tramp Continue reading “Camp: Mavora Camp”

Camp: Cromwell.

Click Bannockburn History for background information of that area.
5. 16-20/2/2004. Cromwell Camp. The Chalets.
Tuesday. Mount Difficulty Tramp.
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Start. Betty, Mary, Bev, Joyce, Colleen, Margaret
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Mt Difficulty Summit
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Descent Start. Bill, Doug, Pat, Ria, Brenda
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Butterflies on track
Wednesday. Cardrona-Cromwell Old Pack Trail
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Tuohys Saddle. Ian, Pat, Bill, Doug M
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Brenda points out features. Pat, Bill, Brenda, Doug
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Unusual Rocks. Bill
Thursday. Dunstan Walk.
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Tea Break. Colleen, Molly, Joyce
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Tea Break. Ria, Chris, Mary, Margaret, Wendy
4. 2002
3. 20-23/2/1998. Cromwell Camp. Leader: Joyce

2. 17/4/1994. Cromwell Camp.

“17/4/94. Taieri Tramping Club. Giant Waterwheel, Young Australian Historic Reserve. Csrrick Range, above Bannockburn.” (Ian pic, scanned from Peg Chisholm photo collection.)

1. 11/11/1990. Cromwell Camp.

“11/11/90. Bannockburn Sluicings. Left to right, Bev McIntosh, Ngaire Moir, Audrey Heenan, Peggy Maxwell, Doug Moir, Diiana Blair, Molly Vaughan, Jean Morton, Bev Harvey & Peg Chisholm. (Ian pic, scanned from Peg Chisholm photo collection.)

Glenorchy East Otago High School Camp

Fr-Mo

1 Lodge with 4 rooms each of 12 bunks. Preferably use 5. Many 2-rm cabins. Normally $16 pppn. Groups $13 pppn.

Under new management. Camp to be ungraded & costs could increase.

Need to book 12 months ahead. $50 deposit required.

17/12/2003.

Friday 13/9/1996 – Monday 16/9/1996. 35 attending. Combined meals. Arranged car passengers. Camp Parents: Mary, Wendy, Rosemary and Jack.