After a quick night in Queenstown, Abbey and I headed into
the New Zealand Mountains for a three-day trek through the Mount Aspiring
National Park. The trail to be tackled was the Routeburn. With backpacks full
of really cute hiking clothes (lies), blankets, Clif Bars and instant pasta
packages, we set out. We had to catch a shuttle to the trailhead and passed
some Lord of the Rings scenery on the way.
Isengard |
Day 1: Full of Energy
We are definitely not the fastest hikers out there- it took
us 6 hours to get to our first hut- we chalk it up to “taking in the scenery”
when in reality we are just kind of lazy. But honestly, going slow allowed us
to see some really amazing places and we were super excited about it. We were
able to stop and smell the roses, if you will. We stopped and put our feet in a
river, sat on a log in the middle of a huge valley between the mountains, and
saw why this hike is one of the most popular, and one of the most beautiful. I
am not a very experienced hiker, and not a huge fan of steep climbs. So good
thing the first 4 hours were flat or I probably wouldn’t have made it very far.
After the first leg we started a constant climb up to the 1,000 meters above
sea level hut where we were spending our first night. When we finally made it
to the Routeburn Falls Hut we were able to relax, stretch and we found a nice
little perch where we journaled and took in the view of the valley and
mountains.
at the Trailhead |
Let me tell you about our fellow trekkers, because they were
some of the most interesting and friendliest people we met on our travels.
Everyone is curious as to where you are from, how you find New Zealand, your
travel plans and almost any other conversation topic you could think of. The
group of hikers staying at the hut that night was such big a mixture of people-
a group of rowdy Irishmen (who brought along a ton of alcohol- like they had to
carry all of that up?), a group of elderly Australian women who were laughing
constantly, a lot of people from New Zealand, and couples of all places and
ages. Abbey and I were the only younger people on the hike, which was
surprising to both of us. But no matter who you were, you were ready for a good
time, and open to everyone there.
We were in bed that night by 9 pm. It was crazy. Every
single person was in bed by 9 pm, by his or her own choice. Like, it was the
strangest thing. But we went with it, because we were beat after walking 11 km
that day.
Day 2: The Scariest Day
Everyone was out of bed by 7 am and on the trail by 8… So
that’s why everyone went to be so early. Getting a head start on the day didn’t
really make sense to us though, you are just going to get to the next hut
earlier and have to sit around longer? But oh well, you do you, hikers. We were
the very last people to leave the hut at 9 am. We went on our merry way but
that mood didn’t last long. We instantly started to climb up steep rocks. I had
been dreading this day because it was the hardest and longest. When you aren’t
an experienced hiker, it can be a little daunting. But the scenery was worth
it. We were finally hiking through the mountains. We came across streams,
rivers, cool rock formations and the first sightings of the snow peaked
mountains. We hiked up and down the mountains for a total of 6 and a half
hours, maybe a little longer. We reached the top of the mountain and the view
was breathtaking. As we started descending down to where our hut was, we
entered the forest again. One of the things that surprised me what how tropical
all the plants were but I could totally picture Lord of the Rings here, and why
they picked New Zealand to film them.
Along the way we met a Canadian couple on their honeymoon,
and a couple from Orange County, California and made a hiking train, with us
bringing up the rear. They were so nice and it was fun hiking and getting to
know other people. When we were almost out of water and didn’t have a filter
(rookie mistake) the Canadian couple was nice enough to help us out. This kind
of courtesy was super common the entire time we were on the trail.
We made it to Lake Mackenzie Hut, where there actually was a
lake. We quickly took off our hiking boots (relief) and grabbed our books,
sunglasses, sunscreen (by this point we were both fried), and cameras and
headed out to the beach. The water was freezing, but felt so good on our aching
feet. That night we ate with a really amazing grad school student from
Wellington, NZ and her dad. They have been everywhere, and it was so
interesting to talk to them about their adventures and experiences. Her father
had even climbed to Mt. Everest basecamp. Our hut warden that night was the
craziest fellow we came across. He told these ridiculous stories about extinct
animals running around, how Split Rock (a small side hike you could venture to)
was actually a rock that was split, and how the trees around here were made of
wood. No kidding? I wouldn’t have guessed. He was a riot, and had us all
laughing and enjoying ourselves.
Again, in bed by 9. This is just how it goes, apparently.
Our second day was tough, but rewarding and obviously I survived!
Day 3: Relaxation
This day was definitely the easiest-we were mostly
descending. We started winding through the forest, and got some more amazing
views of the mountains. There was this amazing waterfall that we stopped by for
a snack, and it was magical. Abbey and I sort of hit our wall and were getting
a little ridiculous and whiny. The last hour seemed to take forever. We reached
the end of the trail, and made peanut butter sandwiches for the like 6th
day in a row. We hopped on a shuttle for a few hours that took us back to
Queenstown. Showers were the first things we even thought about when we reached
our hostel. Also, my camera died so sorry for the lack of pictures here.
Bridges:
Yes, I am making a separate section about the bridges along
the trail. They were just so awesome, okay? I took a picture of every bridge we
crossed, big or small. Not only do the bridges make it easier to cross certain
terrain, but also they just make it more fun. After this hike, I have this
weird newfound love for bridges and it just came out of nowhere. So enjoy these
beautiful bridges, because I definitely did.
Routeburn is definitely one of the best things we did on
this trip. It pushed me both mentally and physically, and was so rewarding. It
really made me stop and think about just how fantastic, magnificent and diverse
this world really is. I know, that sounds cheesy, but I am dead serious. New
Zealand is a beautiful country and I am so grateful I was able to see so much
of it.