Buzzing from Robinson Creek we make the short drive down to the Cross Creek Bridge.
Now I may have been a little over hyped.
I may or may not have mis-read the notes to say “From the Bridge Walk 10min back toward Haast to find the obvious trail.”
Well we walked toward Haast for 10min…
What the notes Actually said was “Walk 10m (As in metres everybody) back towards Haast Pass (As in toward Wanaka- away from Haast, like der Fred ) You would have thunk the friendly guide having a chat with us while suiting up his clients might have said “Hey Bros you’re going the wrong way. It’s just there aye”
Anyhoo, we correct our (my) mistake.
what’s a Flynny trip with out a slight navigational hiccough anyway?
The warm up walk curbed our enthusiasm slightly so we opted not to go all the way to the upper sections and dropped in to the middle section a little early to get the jump on the guide group.
And once again the canyon finishes pretty much at the car. We change and eat and swap tall stories about our first 2 NZ canyons then make our way back to our rented house at Haast where the lovely flies had told all their friends just how tasty we are.
Unfortunately the Haast river itself and some of its tributaries, including Cross Creek are infected with the invasive Didymo slime, AKA rock snot.
And while we didn’t see any it’s important to do the right thing, this means cleaning all our gear in diluted detergent and drying it off each day. Most parties we spoke to suggested we get a plastic tub each for this.
But Jason had a better idea
Life is either a daring adventure or nothing at all. — Helen Keller
Continued onto Wilsons Creek











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