Showing posts with label field hut. Show all posts
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Saturday, 18 June 2016

Kime, Hector and Otaki Gorge Slip

A trip up to Kime Hut is not exactly new territory but this weekend provided some new experiences.

What:  Otaki forks to Kime and Mt Hector
Who:    Scott (leader), Rachel, Vignesh and me
When:  Sat 18 and Sun 19 June
Why:    Meet-Up group trip
Map of slipLink

Scott puts a tramp up on Meet-Up early in the week and I decide to check it out. I have been in the habit of avoiding group tramps but this is a chance to get out with some of the leaders from the Meet-Up group and to check out the slip on the Otaki Gorge Road. An unanticipated advantage of a group trip becomes apparent after the trip when Rachel posts her photos - they are far better than I have managed on my phone and she graciously agrees to let me display them here (only the photos around the slip are mine).

The weather forecast is rubbish for the Sunday so the plan shifts towards the end of the week to a trip up to Kime then return to Field for the night.  It should be pretty easy going although there is a small matter of an odd extra 4 Km and 300 metres climb to get past the slip.

After a few delays and a stop for coffee it's about 10am when we leave the car on a grey day at the car park on Shields Flat. It's about a kilometre short of the slip. Diggers and bulldozers are operating on a vast hill of spoil but the slip itself is out of sight. A group of four (two chaps and two women) has arrived just ahead of us and head along the road to see if they can get across the slip. They are soon back after being told in no uncertain terms that they're not crossing.



The slip isn't visible but the pile of spoil is just 
to the left of centre 

The bypass starts up the gully to the left of the caravan





The bypass is well marked from the carpark, crossing a paddock then heading steeply up an old forestry track under pines. It climbs fairly steeply and there's little to see through the trees although machines can be heard working below. It's sort of pleasant when the track levels to stroll along with soft pine needles underfoot.

The track soon rounds a spur and enters a gully that has been clear felled and replanted. After a total of about 300m climbing it turns left into a more recently upgraded 4WD track and immediately starts descending. The road soon reaches a wide space with a couple of vehicles parked and the marked route heads off into the bush to follow a winding track down a spur, at one point steep enough for someone to have attached a very long rope through the trees.




Vignesh emerges out of the gully

Vignesh and Scott negotiating the descent

At the bottom there's a left turn (you would have thought right) on to an old but very well cut 4WD track which finally deposits us onto the Otaki Forks Road again - about a Km past the slip which is out of sight around the hill.

There's a further kilometer to the bridge over the Waiotauru River and the start of the tramp proper.

We're pretty slow up the hill so it's a late lunch at Field where the group from the carpark has settled in and a few others are sleeping or milling around. I discover that my topo map has Field hut in the wrong place - a bit odd given the hut has been around for quite a long time. There is a flash new toilet though - the old one has been pushed on it's side and I assume will be removed some day.


Field Hut

As the weather forecast has improved we are going to head on up to Kime for the night with maybe a jaunt up to Mt Hector. It's still cold though and probably a bit windy up the hill so I crack out the coat.  The tops start pretty much straight after Field hut and there is nothing to see in the clag. Even less to see once my glasses fog up (mental note to get the contacts out for the next trip). The wind is not strong which is lucky as it's pretty cold and there's a fair amount of moisture in the air.


Clag on Judd Ridge - the track is not all so over engineered

We are making very slow progress so the day starts drawing in as we are still heading up the ridge. It's a pretty straight forward route though so there are no concerns.

At one point we suddenly notice that the tussock has taken on a golden light - it's a bit weird as there is no change in the cloud but we figure that somewhere behind us the sun is setting. It quickly fades and it's just about dark when we arrive at Kime around 6pm.

There's one chap in residence who we think has come up from Tutuwai Hut via Bull Mound - good travel given the short daylight hours. Scott is keen to head on up to Hector as it is a strategic point in a strategy game that he is involved in. I figure that there is an outside chance of a break in the cloud and a view of city lights on the horizon, besides, I haven't really done enough for the day so I add some more layers and we head out under lights.

As we leave the calm in the dell around the hut, the wind steadily rises and the wind chill increases. We're just short of the top of Field Peak when Scott gets an attack of the cramps which are not about to go away - nothing for it but to head back to the hut.

Kime hut has a harsh rap as a cold hole. I suspect this is probably because the old hut was a cold hole and there were some issues with the building of the new hut so it hasn't managed to throw off the reputation. Let's face it - at 1400m next to a tarn and with a few traces of snow about - of course it's cold!  The temperature in the evening is just under 8 degrees dropping to a bit over 5 during the night. The hut is clean, spacious and light, certainly better than its predecessor.

Nostalgic diversion

Old Kime and building materials for new Kime

New Kime taking shape

You can't even tell where she stood now

Dinner for the evening is a fine chicken curry courtesy of Vignesh and his wife. I do my best not to burn it on my gas burner (not using my penny stove for a change). Scott also drags various treats out of his pack including Garage Project beer and pop-corn. Augmented by Rachel's marshmallows we have more than enough and turn in a little after 9.

It's a pretty quiet night. The other tenant gets up well before dawn and disappears. Then Scott is up and about to head up the hill - Rachel and I decide to join him so we kit up rapidly and head out.


Kime Hut almost sees the dawn

It's windy on the ridge but not wet and the cloud is breaking around the peaks providing tantalising glimpses of the sun and surrounding ridges and peaks.


Here comes the sun - just off the top of Field Peak

Coming off Field and eyeing up Hector

A minute or two later - Neill Ridge to the left

At the top of Hector Scott hunkers down over his cell phone behind a rock to do arcane things. This is Rachel's first trip up here and it's good that we get a few views across into the Wairarapa, glimpses of the Southern Crossing and Marchant Ridge and Cone come and go. Neill Ridge looks pretty uninviting in this wind with cloud shredding through the dips but it would be fun to head along and down.

Memorial at top of Hector

Gazing at the view 

Neill Ridge

We head back to Field for breakfast. Vignesh is ready to go so he and Scott head on down while Rachel and I have breakfast and tidy the hut. 10 minutes latter Scott pops back in to pick up the clothes he'd left behind.


Yep - there's a little bit of winter about ... just


Rachel sets a cracking pace and we are at Field hut not too long after the others and I've shed a few layers on the way. The other tenants are gone after neither filling in the log book nor replacing the firewood they used. Probably didn't pay their hut fees either.

We pause briefly then Vignesh launches off down the ridge at speed. We see an older couple on the way up but otherwise it is pleasant travel in damp bush and little wind; not too cold and the forecast rain never arrives.  It's a really good track through nice bush.


Trackside fungus

For the last 300 vertical meters the track breaks in and out of bush and we get a few views into surrounding valleys but nothing as far as the main range.

At the bottom we elect to pop along and check out the slip. It's an impressive sight - the road is covered in shattered rock, mud and shredded trees. The slip drops steeply to the river far below and is not safe to cross at the road level but workers have bulldozed terraces across further up. We grovel up through scrappy bush and supplejack beside the slip until we are above one of the terraces. The ground around the slip is fractured and loose but there's enough vegetation to provide hand and foot holds.


Heading up to the slip which is ahead and up to the right

The edge of the slip



Rachel, Scott and Vignesh

Scott ventures onto the slip - there doesn't appear to be any material likely to come down from above and the surface is stable enough, about 10m out he turns and bum slides down to the bulldozed track. Vignesh then Rachel follow suit and finally I essay a somewhat more elegant scree run down.

There have clearly been a few other people taking the same route however I wouldn't recommend it unless you assess the risks pretty carefully (condition of the slope, loose material that may come down from above, run-out below etc) and don't even think of it when the machines are operating.

We walk across the terrace and down through pines to a staging area with a lot of diggers then down to the road for the short walk back to the car. A couple of chaps are chatting next to a 4WD and we wonder if they are going to challenge us but they don't seem to be connected with the site works, we exchange a few words and head on our way.

We've made much better time than yesterday and it's good to get back to Wellington in daylight and without having to contend with the worst of the Coast traffic.

So all up, the weather wasn't flash but was better than expected. We got some glimpses of view from Hector and a number of us managed some firsts - for me a night in the new Kime and an up close look at the slip. Good fun.


Saturday, 15 June 2013

Penn Creek one day loop

A bit of a knee wrecker

Solo day trip

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To make the most of these winter days you've got to be about early; I'd say 5am classifies.  It's five to seven when the car door slams at Otaki Forks car park and the beam from my head torch picks out the ghostly white of frosty grass.  A bit of a jog is indicated to stave off the chill and get the day moving.

The plan is to do a loop from Otaki Forks, past Field Hut to drop into Penn creek, climb Pakihore Ridge to McIntosh on the Tararua Range, follow the range back to Kime Hut and return back down Judd Ridge to Field Hut and the car park.  The two thirds I have done before is fine; the Penn Creek segment is a bit of an unknown so I'm a bit fixated on watching the clock today.

The pre-dawn light is not yet quite bright enough but the path is a real highway so I could probably have got by without a torch for all but the first couple of hundred metres.

An hour later at Tirotiro Knob (855m) the sun lances in under the high cloud and briefly lights the bush.  There's not much more sight of it for the rest of the day.  A few minutes on is a clearing where Mike and I saw a pretty sunset over Kapakapanui (1102m); this time Kapa' is picking up the morning sun and the bare tops and slip are clearly visible.  A photo stop is a must; having recently visited the top for the first time I feel I have a proprietorial interest.

Kapakapanui catches the first and last of the sun

Field at 0810 has a couple if groups gearing up for the day.  A group of five from Vic Uni got in late last night and are just waking up for a trip up to Hector.  An older 2 blokes and a woman from Tararua Tramping Club are intending to visit Kime before returning.  I identify myself as being from WTMC, despite everyone being in a club none of us are on club trips.

It's good to chat as they make their tea and exchange plans for the day.  One of to the TTC blokes notes that there are warnings about dangerous slips on Penn track.  I'm aware that the old gorge track is dodgy but this is the first I've heard that my route for the day might be a problem.

Heading up the hill the frost is getting decidedly firm and puddles are iced over.  Across the Penn catchment is Pakihore Ridge.  My track plunges into the depths of the valley then struggles onto Pakihore which will take me up to the main range (which is looking decidedly long and lumpy from this angle).  Out of sight is Hut Mound and Kime Hut which is where I will begin the descent back down the ridge I'm standing on.  It's all looking a bit daunting  but being ahead of time is a good start.

Judd Ridge near Penn turn off, a bit of frost on the track.
Bridge Peak on right

Some photo attempts have limited success in the dim light and it is twenty to nine when the track to Penn Creek peels off at about 1050m.  A short way along there is a stern sign warning about slips and people having to be rescued. I figure that I'll head on down and decide when I see the slips in question.  The track is a little rough but fine and easy to follow. It wends across the tussocks before diving through the scrub and into the bush where it drops and drops. 

On the left at about 700m a stream appears in a deep gully and the sound of Penn Creek drifts up on the right.  Eventually the bottom and a stream crossing which has been known to be impassable but is fine today.

The track continues down the valley climbing onto and following old terraces.  Somewhere on the left is a navigable route up a spur but there's no time to try to find it today.

It's 0940 when the track opens to a small grassy flat and Penn Hut (220m).  There was no slip damage evident anywhere on the track and I'm a bit tetchy about the DoC sign which inaccurately warns people out of the catchment when there is access to the hut and another exit route.  The sign is repeated down stream of the hut which is where the access to the old gorge route is and where I would expect the slips to be.

The hut is a standard 6 birth and is clean and tidy. The last resident was last Sunday.  Heading off at 0950 the first order is crossing the creek. Its a good size and nippy so I grab a stick, although not really necessary, the third leg is helpful.

This was always going to be the tough part of the day. The climb is about 1,000m on a track that is not as well maintained as some. The start is chaotic as the foot of the slope is wet and loose so there are a number of tree falls to negotiate with lots of loose soil and rock and rotting vegetation. The track is marked but with the tree falls it is easy to miss. However, the track soon dives upwards and into drier forest providing easier going. It climbs steeply to 973m where the spur meets the Pakihore Ridge, here it turns right and meanders upwards at a more leisurely pace. It takes 2 hrs to get to the intersection with the Tararua Range just before McIntosh (1286m).

On the way as the trees thin there are views across to Judd Ridge and up to the main range. At one point the Tararua Peaks can be glimpsed but are soon hidden.

Tunui and Tuiti, quite close together from this angle

The whole way up the ridge there are fresh deer prints on the track. Just after seeing the peaks I round a corner and am at least as startled as the deer standing 10m away (not for long), it quickly moves away and is lost to sight.  It looked fat and healthy on all that good native forest kai.

Reaching the main ridge is a milestone; it's semi familiar territory and there are no more big climbs (oh, except for a small matter of 300m up Bridge peak and a few intervening knobs). There's more ice about and the wind has got up. An extra layer and gloves are necessary, as is some voltarin for a couple of knees that are complaining about the outrageous abuse.

The trip along the ridge is a little slow due to tired legs and a few stops to look at the stunning views.  The cloud ceiling is so high that no peak is obscured and the South Island is clear to see.  Kapiti Island hovers just off the coast and patches of sun pick out parts of the Wairarapa.

Finally the next lump on the ridge is the last 300m up to Bridge Peak. I take the sidle to Hut Mound and over to New Kime Hut.  On the way noting that the tarns are covered in thin ice and some poor bugger has dropped his cell phone in the track.  It has water in it so is probably stuffed but I pick it up to leave in the hut to dry.

Approaching Kime the ground is frozen but it's the new hut that is of interest, it looks pretty flash; larger and more comfortable than its predecessor. It's 1340 when I open the door to the new vestibule.

New Kime

I expect to see one of the groups from this morning but there is another solo chap from Levin chatting to his wife on his cell phone.  He's just up for the day but has brought a reasonable amount of gear including a billy.  I decline a cup of tea as I want to keep moving.  Then stick around and talk for 15 minutes; twit!

Inside new Kime

Despite the double glazing and orientation it's cold inside but I can imagine that with a full house it would get pretty warm.  Apparently the TTC group have been through already and the Vic group haven't got back from Hector yet.  They start turning up as I leave, taking photos behind as I go.

New Kime from a distance.  Old Kime was just in front of it

It's down hill now so a bit of pace is possible despite cold and tired legs.  A couple of people have pottered a short way along the track down to Penn but they're not from a group I have seen today.

Just above Field two lasses are heading up for what I suspect will be a dim arrival and cold night at Kime.  Given the front that is coming they are also likely to be in for a bit of a wet and wild trip down on Sunday.

Field seems to be full but this may be due to the presence of some children (and possibly the reason for the lasses departure?).  The TTC group are about to head out and I'm just in front of them at 1500, after filling in the hut log.

The trot down is uninterrupted with only one new person a few minutes from the bottom.  She seems a bit young to be out on her own but is heading out on a good track so I jog past.  Heading out onto the flats the first fingers of cramp start poking my left calf at each step.  Lifting the toes and leading with the heel is just enough to stave them off until arrival at the car just before 1555.

Post Match Analysis

Everything went according to plan and the weather agreed with the forecast.  The time up to Field (1:15) set things up well to keep ahead of schedule all day.  The tracks down and out of Penn were rough in places and steep but navigable.  The main ridge is exposed (Duh!) even in mild weather and the amount of climbing slows estimated progress. The track from Kime down is good and getting better allowing a cracking pace; 2 hours back to the car despite photos and chatting at Field.  So about 9 hours all up making this a feasible one day trip.

And why call it the knee wrecker? A rough estimate is that there is something over 2,800 vertical metres of climbing with (obviously) the same amount of descent.  I think I might go back to biking for a couple of weekends.