A melt stream where we had lunch on the second day.
Spending quality time at in the Vestafold Hills has probably been the highlight of my adventure's down south.
As you can see we had great weather that lasted for the whole trip.
My style of esky cooling a bit of the good stuff. Made sure it was well marked so it could not be lost. The simple pleasure's in life.
We climbed the highest hill on the second day to find a box and cylinder that contained a flag and a log book that was a complete surprise.
We where the second entry in the book after the previous party who had placed it there.
The Box.
Traylor Ridge Hut our refuge on the second night.
Early morning start.
A Frozen Fjord.
Life is good.
Boulder's of solid ice washed down after a melt lake let loose in a raging torrent.
The melt stream settled back to a passable state.
The wonder's of nature.
A view from above looking back at the melt stream we crossed. You can see chucks of ice in the lake downstream and notice the colour of the lake it is brown form being stirred up by the in rush of surging water.
Up close with a slight crack, i mean crevasse.
Where ever we look the views are stunning.
The face of the Sorcel Glacier adjacent Platcher's Hut. The face had not longed collapsed into the Fjord.
More of the same.
The gang great bunch of guy's from left Myself, Tim, Brad, Dave and John. We travelled 70km as the crow flies i reckon you could add half as much as that again with the ups and downs not to mention the circles. My body was hurting in places i did not realise i had but it was great and would do it all again.
Platcher Hut refuge on night three.
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