In a change from my recent trips in ice and snow and a hard slippery track, the plateau was awash with snow melt and very wet, and excruciatingly boggy. The muddy sections sucked your boot back down like chewing gum. Upon arrival I got dry clothes on and then collapsed into an afternoon nap. The two Rangers joined us that night , and Anna cooked up a feast of tofu and noodles. I slept soundly snuggled up in the hut, at the most southern point that I have been on the Island so far.
View south towards Waterfall Bay hut. Photo: Jacque Comery
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Giant Petrel resting in the tussock. Photo: Jacque Comery
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Giant Petrel. Photo: Jacque Comery
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View back up the Waterfall Bay jump down. Photo: Jacque Comery
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