I wake upon the final day of the Routeburn Track and check my clothes. They are drenched. All of them.
Squishing myself back into my boots, I hit the road. I shall not be taking my time today. I shall be running, wherever possible – until I reach THE GREAT DIVIDE!
In reality, the Divide is just the end point of the Routeburn Track. But it will be great to get there!
The first thing i see, upon squelching out of the door of the hut is the lake. It was hidden in mist yesterday:
I am enjoying the trek, but the constant rain is making what should be a gorgeous experience into…well, swimming. On the plus side, I still have my cake! I shall devour it this day. I have that power.
FOR THE GUILD!
If I had to find up upside to all this rain, I’d point to the rivers and waterfalls. They are…surging.
Sadly, that is more or less all I have to say about this day of walking. In the end, I carried the cake for the full 32km and eventually ate it at the end of the walk…whilst standing in a lake.
Upon reaching the Divide, it transpires that Sarah is getting a lift home with the wizards…and Eva is driving them all! It is a small world. Being lovely people, they let me squeeze into the car and we are back in Queenstown in just a few hours.
Now. TO GET DRY!