Obeying
instructions to the letter that the Ahuriri Base Hut is immediately
after the locked gate found a group of 13 trampers peering though the
gloom at a sign reading 'Canyon Creek'. What locked gate?
It's
a big valley the Ahuriri and an even smaller Base Hut and playing find
the hut on a moonless night at 11pm wasn't on my plans. But find it we
did (thanks to Ann and her trusty vehicle) and so three groups bedded
down in their respective departure places. One in the hut from where
they planned to climb to the ridge overlooking the Dingle and the
other two at the turn off to Canyon Creek. Both groups planned to head
to the upper basin with one planning to camp at the tarn at 1650m.
Plans to do the traditional round trip were on hold because of
mustering.
The
next morning dawned still but foggy with the sort of fog that looked
like it might outstay its welcome. But tramping is nothing if not the
sport of optimists and picking up a well‑marked track on the
true right of Canyon Creek we quickly climbed to the vantage point
above the Canyon. After taking in the views of the sheer drop below,
it was a quick trip down and an equally fast trip up to the cirque and
the waterfall above which is the Upper Basin. Passing the accepted
route up this face, we headed towards the grassy slopes where on an
outcrop we ate our lunch and took in the views. We were not alone in
using this route as several cairns were passed and after some creative
route finding (shortcuts) by she who shall remain nameless. We found
ourselves with our heads literally in the clouds. The fog was showing
no signs of departing. It wasn't cold nor windy as we tramped through
the murk and postponing plans to go higher the two groups decided to
stick together and before conditions got worse make camp.
Moir
refers to this basin as 'a great place to be' and he is not wrong. It
is a beautiful basin (What we could see of it) even in the fog and
considered ourselves particularly lucky when in the early evening
the fog broke giving tantalising views of Mt Barth and the Thurneyson
glacier. Brief but perfect. Sunday morning with Greg's assurances that
by 10am all would be revealed we set off to explore the head of the
basin and to see if the scree slopes were as good as they looked. They
weren’t and not a lot was revealed but the grey added to the Gothic
atmosphere. It could have been the set of one of Mervyn Peak's novels.
Damp glistening grey walls; the only thing missing was Swelter.
We
clambered up rock outcrops to get better views, slid over frozen
avalanche debris and posed for photos at the double sided rock bivvy
before reluctantly heading
back to break camp. No short cuts on the way down as we were ably
guided by Barry and his party who carefully accentuated the cairns at
the bottom of the cirque that we had so nonchalantly walked past on
the way in. (They were hard to see!)
Viewing
the mighty Ahuriri Valley as we drove out in the daylight was a final
bonus.
Robyn
Bridges for 'the rest' (sorry guys I've lost the list)
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