Bridge over the River "Why??"

Yet another "New" Zealand experience was Les's weekend tramp. This does not involve spending a few days with a gentleman of the road but is Kiwispeak for hillwalking or hiking. A group from college (with at least one who had a clue what they were doing) went walking up the Coromandel Pinnacles. The views were spectacular, the bush impenetrable and the pain indescribable but a good time was had by all. We drove for a couple of hours then walked until teatime before spending a night in the Pinnacles hut. Actually the "hut" is the size of a small hotel and was stuffed with 80 sweaty bodies most of whom konked out about 8.30 pm. Next morning we went up to the "very big top", managed not to fall off, took in the fantastic scenery and had a breather before heading back down. The route down followed the "Billy Goat Track" which tells you all you need to know about how steep it was. Now 2 days later Les is still asking for Fiona's chiropractor's home number but she is sticking to the "shape up or ship out" point of view. (Not really!)