By the time we were departing for National Park, we lost some of my favourite people on our Stray bus. Even though we were down a few good men, we kept on trekking on the Stray schedule so everyone could do the Tongariro Crossing. Everyone that is but me (okay, not completely true as there were 7 other people but they were all newbies on the bus so they didn’t count as I wasn’t with everyone I knew). It was recommended that I don’t do the walk due to the strain on my knee and for once I decided to listen (surprising, I know…).
As I’m not one to sit still for very long – I ended up doing a 4 hour bush walk to Tupapakurua Falls with some
of the newbies on the bus. At final headcount I had another Canadian, 2 Irish Folk, and a Swiss girl heading into the bush with me along with a sketchy map in hopes to encounter the waterfall on an easy walk. Easy walk my ass…as we were weaving through the forest, I quickly realized why the guy at the lodge talked to us about proper stepping technique to avoid wiping out, mud conditions, and a story about how he bailed since he wasn’t paying attention. For the record – due to my natural clumsiness I may have tripped over a couple of branches sticking out but didn’t fall, bail, or tumble-down anything or run into anyone and take down some casualties with me. As far as I’m concerned – success!
I walked away from the bush walk having made some new friends and enough of a workout to burn off the BBQ feast my buddy in National Park was preparing for me that night. I may not have done the Stray scheduled activity that day but marching to the beat of my own drum had led to a rather good day.