February 25th-March 1st
Heading out from Granity I felt pretty damned good. My pack even felt lighter. Who is a hiking machine? I AM! I am also delusional. I passed through Nelson on my way to Picton, where I was to start the Queen Charlotte Track. While not a Great Walk, it was supposed to be a relatively easy track along the beautiful Queen Charlotte Sounds that lie at the north end of the South Island.
I was up bright and early, my favourite, to catch a water taxi to the start of the track. I went down to the docks to check in and found out that my water taxi ticket included a daily pack transfer. Basically, the water taxi company would take my big bag from campsite to campsite every day, so all I had to carry was whatever I needed on the track that day. I declined. Because I am a stubborn fool. I felt like, I carried my pack on every single other trail, why not this one? Pride, painful, painful pride.Read More