Day 29 | Belltown-Manunui Hut, Kahurangi National Park again

W arrived last night, and we chatted endlessly about everything, not so much me.

She had come over the Leslie–Karamea on her own, and this was her second night with someone. She had just had two nights in Taipo Hut waiting for the rain to stop. She had one night with a Finnish fly fisherman who obliged by catching a large brown trout. I checked out the photo; it was significant, and clearly made a decent meal.

This morning was gloomy, drizzly, mizzly, and I considered, briefly, moving on.

Nope.

What’s the hurry?

Then it proceeded to properly rain until 2 pm, with limited visibility of the hill over the river.

I was prepared for settling in, I had a thick book to get stuck into.

Basically a quiet day with my body telling me that another day off was required.

At least my sleeping bag is rather fluffy these days.

A guide to the night’s accommodation: Belltown-Manunui Hut