Another page from the 'what a wonderful place we live' files. We went for a walk around the Mt Creighton Loop, past mining evidence of sluicings and water races, with tunnels carved through rock and other stone erosions. Sam Summers' hut can still be used by trampers although the pots look a little rusty and the sagging matresses aren't the most tempting.
Beautiful beech and manuka forests line the track and the plunging waterfalls with a stream that looks like a glistening staircase. Above the trees, the views of the lakes and mountains are stunning and the plenteous dragonflies swoop and dive across the sunny, soporific meadows.
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