So after a boring mid-afternoon Saturday Jamie, Hamish, Jayson and I decided that we would embark on a walk of epic proportions. Hamish pulled out, cause' he had work and thought this was going to be a short walk. So we recruited Futter to come with us.
Gonna keep it short. We left my house in the late afternoon. Around 4. Then we started walking up Blue Mountains Road. Once we reached the top we continued up Avro Road.
Once there, we had a short break. Making some juice for ourselves and having a bite to eat. We then headed into the bush.
We shortly approached a fork in the road.We went right. On our way down however, a small kid on a motorbike rode past us going towards we had just came from. We had seen him not long ago, with his Dad and his brother. He went around the corner and fell off. But all we heard was him screaming for his Dad. Was pretty funny. The others wanted to see what was wrong. But I just wanted to keep going.
We went to investigate. He just couldn't push his bike up the hill. So Futter helped him out. The Dad was all good. Telling us to throw stones if we heard other bikes so that they would know we were on the track too.
As we were leaving, a pretty large black man was behind us on his bike. He tried to turn it around and revved the throttle to much, resulting in him Rofl'ing... On a bike. I suppressed my laughter by turning around and pretending to talk to the others. We Lol'd when we were out of his view. The black guy himself seemed to think it was funny anyway.
Shortly we reached another clearance.
There were pretty cool views of Pinehaven and Blue Mountains Road from here.
After that, we had to backtrack a little bit and continue down another track.
There was a pretty good view of Pinehaven and Silverstream from here.
We kept walking. There was a big drop down from the track to another one. Jamie wanted to go down and up. The rest of us walked around it.
When we got to the other side, Jamie was still making his way down. We told him to hide and took a picture. See if you can spot him.
It was starting to get dark and we had to keep moving. The moon was out and bright already. We made a short stop by a bulldozer scoop thing.
We walked for a bit longer and reached another big open clearing. Was too dark for a picture of that, but the view from there was awesome. Made sure to get a picture of that.
After looking around at the harbor, Lower Hutt and the Stokes Valley area we decided to head on. Not before I took a leaving photo.
We had to walk through a tree trunk that had a walkway cut through it to get to the track. Was pretty creepy. Especially with minimal lighting.
We proceeded past the Tawhai track entrance and up another track.
We eventually reached a power pylon. This is the furthest we were going to go. So we had a look around. Jamie and I climbed up the pylons until we got to the barbed wire. Jayson took some photos of us swinging off the metal bars.
It was quite fun.
We sat down and ate some more food. Chocolate Chip biscuits were much enjoyed. As were the shapes.
We wanted to make a small fire. So I scrunched up some newspaper that I had and we grabbed a few dry sticks.
Some tard threw the biscuit rubbish into the flames when there were 2 biscuits left.
Hilarity did not ensue. Don't worry, I rescued them.
Another picture. Of the fire itself, and the moon in the background.
It was Mountain Dew time. So we all got a picture of ourselves doing the Dew. The Dew was good. As all Dew is.
Then we left. Going back the way we had come. Tawhai track our destination. We decided to detour and go down a hill that had a sign saying no exit. We thought there may have been an old track down the bottom. But, the sign was right.
We got to the Tawhai track and headed down. It was steep as fuck in some places and wasn't really a track. It was just like walking through the bush. We had minimal light. Most of us making do with our cellphones. We stopped when Futter grabbed onto a branch and it snapped, landing full force on his head. Laughter was had.
We pushed on. Seeing some cool things, like glow worms and a cross in memory of somebodies dog. (Bogart, he was poisoned in the bush, what a damn shame.)
After what was close to an hour of walking and stumbling. We made it to the bottom.
That concluded our 6 hour walk.

2 comments:
his name was boggart he was poisened in the bush what a dammed shame
What a damn shame indeed.
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