Cone Trip, November

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CONE TRIP - NOVEMBER The start of the medium trip didn't ful and dessert that followed filled most. look too promising as the small number Five F.E. blokes arrived looking fit and clustered around the bus. Leaving late made camp next to ours. The fire held from the station the bus headed for the many up. until quite late as subjects of Kaitoke shelter hut. conversation were tossed around and A fine night greeted us as we un- the dying embers told it was late. loaded our packs and headed up, the Next morning the weather looked Puffer. Dribs and drabs arrived at really good and as it turned out, blasted Smith's Creek Hut where a conference hot. As camp was dismantled the party was held to decide a plan of action as split up into two groups. One down both huts were filled with trampers and the river and the other up Bull Mound Police Cadets. One fly was pitched and track to the Marchant Ridge and along some of us decided to sleep out under to Dobson's Hut. Being one of them the stars. we found the hot weather dehydrated Next morning greeted us with an ex- us to the point where tinned fruit pectancy of another fine day. The light looked and tasted like gold. aroused many up to the fire to cook Both parties and the fit one converged breakfast and brew up. We set out at Kaitoke and sunburn was the order shortly after 8.30 a.m. passing hordes of the day. A full bus sped homewards of police tents. Most of the party stopping, once for hungry trampers to strolled up to Allaway Dickson refuel with food and fill their batteries where lunch was eaten and a brew drunk with milkshakes and softdrinks. outside in the shade. Some of the party NEIL CAREY. stopped and swam on their way up to Cone.