■ Kepler Track ■
■ Winter Tramps ■
Deep snow covered the walkways and made it easy to step of the edge and drop three feet into the powder snow.
It was growing dark, but I know I had to take my time, I'd walked the Milford Track Just the day before and had a swollen ankle from the decent from the saddle on wet rocks.
I started to think this might not have been such a good idea after all… I could hear the rangers in my ears saying we told you… 😉
But with great relief through the snow flakes and fading light I spotted the hut off in the distance.
At that moment I started to day dream of warmth and shelter, by now the wind was up and whipping the snow flack into my freezing face.
The Hut itself was spacious enough but completely vacant with no power or wood for a fire.
It was so dark now, I fumbled with frozen fingers for my head touch and strapped it on. I decided to check out the bunk rooms and see if i could find some fuel for the fire.
The bunk room back door had been blown open in the storm and a 4ft snow drift had piled its way in, and not fuel.
So i decided to kip in the dinning area and set about getting my self sorted for the potentially freezing night ahead.!