22km, 7 hours

We’re in New Zealand desert. It’s parched here and even the tussocks are only ankle high. It’s dry hills and dry ground bumpy with rabbit holes. Rabbits were introduced by early settlers and by 1887, just a few decades later, had ruined the prospects of ranchers here. They dominate still, eating everything to the ground.

 The winds that prevented us from completing our cycling yesterday howl. At night, we wonder if the tent will rip. Sleep is tentative and uneasy. It holds!

Day 94 – Ahuriri River to Top Timaru Hut

Day 92 – Tekapo to Twizel