Thirty days hath September, thirty things we remember … (#18 of 30)
It’s funny to hear these days that the tramp up to Powell Hut (at 1200 metres on Mount Holdsworth, Tararua Ranges), is suited for ‘fitter trampers’ when as kids, our primary school had no qualms in marching us all up there on a regular basis! I’m glad they did though. Despite the harrowing winds and cold nights huddled together in the historic hut, I have fond memories of our adventures up there. The most vivid being when approaching the hut with a class-mate during what could only be described as a blizzard, and upon realising through the mist how near we were to our destination, we began running in jubilation along the last snow-cased ridge. Suddenly, my friend in front was whipped off the side by the wind and thrown down the slope. His saviour from falling over a hundred metres into trees, was a dinner fork clasped tightly in his hand (your guess is as good as mine as to why?), which he somehow dug deeply into the slope. That same fork served him well later on that night too – to eat our baked beans. (Brent, Public Programmes Developer)
Stay tuned for our daily stories throughout Wellington’s Heritage Month 2013 - where staff and volunteers share one of their favourite stories of the Wellington Region.
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