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Hiking Tararua Range North Island New Zealand

Over the past month I have been spending time relaxing and enjoying the chance to get my land legs back. I also have been working on the boat and repairing damaged items as usually. A few days ago I went out on my own to my first intense hiking aka tramping adventure. I captured my adventure in the photos and short film below. I tramped for 5 days and on the last day hitched hiked back to my car.

Starting out hiking through the sheep and cow pasture up into the mountains

Starting out hiking through the sheep and cow pasture up into the mountains

Before I began this hike I was told by many locals that people past away in storms up in the Tararua Range. I guess it didn't sink in until I passed the crosses.

Before I began this hike I was told by many locals that people past away in storms up in the Tararua Range. I guess it didn’t sink in until I passed the crosses.

Looking back down the moutain after a 5 hour hike/climb from the valley to the start of the range ridge line.

Looking back down the moutain after a 5 hour hike/climb from the valley to the start of the range ridge line.

I was very stoked to be finally at the top of the range and start my 45k tramp across the ridge line of the range.

I was very stoked to be finally at the top of the range and start my 45k tramp across the ridge line of the range.

As I hiked I would dip down into areas of tree line that were covered by moss and gave me the chills.

As I hiked I would dip down into areas of tree line that were covered by moss and gave me the chills.

I did enjoy the uniqueness of the elements around me. I was very humbled by the quietness of the land it made me reflect alot as I tramped

I did enjoy the uniqueness of the elements around me. I was very humbled by the quietness of the land it made me reflect alot as I tramped

The trees and landscape began to grow into a magical world rather then a real reality.

The trees and landscape began to grow into a magical world rather then a real reality.

I was far into the range and above the tree line for good now, but the great west wind gales from the Tasman Sea kicked up as I climbed higher into the clouds across the mountain tops.

I was far into the range and above the tree line for good now, but the great west wind gales from the Tasman Sea kicked up as I climbed higher into the clouds across the mountain tops.

Fog began to boil up out of the valleys and spill over the tops of the range like milk from a carton

Fog began to boil up out of the valleys and spill over the tops of the range like milk from a carton


I was able to get a quick video as the gale hit. I then spent 4 hours to get to the next hut as I fought through 50 plus knots of wind. My legs were on fire because not only hiking up hill I was hiking through wind that felt like quick sand. This is when I really felt alone.

After hunkering down in a  hut for half a day until the wind was passable I found this challenge awaiting me. I loved this part of the trail, but it was still cold with the wind blowing.

After hunkering down in a hut for half a day until the wind was passable I found this challenge awaiting me. I loved this part of the trail, but it was still cold with the wind blowing.

Made to the top of the ladder and took a self portrait hanging out over the drop.

Made to the top of the ladder and took a self portrait hanging out over the drop.

Looking down the ladder.

Looking down the ladder.

Looking out off the ladder top

Looking out off the ladder top

After the ladder I climbed up the cliff and found a taller mountain that I had to climb on the other side.

After the ladder I climbed up the cliff and found a taller mountain that I had to climb on the other side.

The trial was now like walking a razor line of rock with nothing to fall onto but air right or left. Good Times

The trial was now like walking a razor line of rock with nothing to fall onto but air right or left. Good Times

On the last day I woke to see fog but it began to blow away as the sun rose high .

On the last day I woke to see fog but it began to blow away as the sun rose high .

Now sunny and warm I felt so motivated and happy I tramped down the mountain.

Now sunny and warm I felt so motivated and happy I tramped down the mountain.

Looking at the pasture as I hiked down the last K. It was a great adventure which helped me reflect on more important things in life.

Looking at the pasture as I hiked down the last K. It was a great adventure which helped me reflect on more important things in life.

Thanks,

Jacques