LIFE LESSONS
I THINK THE biggest ‘life lesson’ tramping has taught me is that no matter how awful and stressful things might be, I can get through.
I found that out on Stewart Island's Southern Circuit, cold and tired, up to my thighs in mud, rain driven horizontal by a bitter wind and cursing ever coming on the trip. But shortly after I was in the shelter of the bush, the winds forgotten, the mud easier to avoid. Later, in the hut, I laughed about the misery with others who had also experienced it.
There was that time I was freezing my backside off camping in the snow, woefully unprepared with a three-quarter length mattress and an old, damp sleeping bag. I still consider it, many years later, as my…
