For this trip I hooked up with my friend and fellow Scot, Evan Cameron, who was living in Dunedin at the time. We travelled all round the South Island climbing in the mountains, sailing the fiords, swimming in rivers, sleeping on beaches, surfing, bouldering, walking. He had dislocated his shoulder a week before I arrived and carried a vial of morphine everywhere and gave me strict instructions on how to put his shoulder back in should it pop again.
The most vivd memory is getting caught in a storm sailing in the Marlborough Sounds and the boat getting knocked flat every five minutes with the mast in the water. I don’t think the boat owners ever sailed in bad weather because there was nothing to secure the drawers and pans were soon flying as the hull rolled 90 degrees. In the middle of the night one of the sail’s securing ropes wore through and the roller jenny sail got ripped open and immediately shredded. The next day dawned beautiful and calm and another yacht sailed past looking at our battered and tattered boat. Terrifying.
Bivi Site Below Malte Brune after Morraine Bashing up the Tasman Glacier
The Lake at Queenstown from the Remarks
Traversing the Remarkables After a Multipitch Route
A moments respite from the rain in our 1 man tent, Bevan Col, Aspiring
Descending Bevan Col in Heavy Rain
West Coast Fury, Charleston Crags Payne’s Ford – Sports Climbing and Swimming Pools
The calm before the storm, we spent the next night with the mast in the water every 5 minutes
Stunning Organ Pipes at Lover’s Leap
Waiting for the rock to dry, Darrens
When it rains, it pours No Need to Wash Dishes, Just Put Them in the Rain Outside
Looking for Rock to Climb in the Jungle?
The Weekly Wash Old Faithful, 1.0 Litre Ford Laser Estate Car
Siberia Flats, en Route to Mount Awful
Long walk on to find wet rock followed by a longer walk out
Frisby at Flock Hill Christchurch Peninsula