Arrived in Hamilton hardly able to hold my self up. Super fatigued and burning up from a high fever. Turned out it was the beginning symptoms of Giardia....shitty.....very shitty. The past week has been tough. The Te Araroa trail has been fairly non existent, poorly marked and some of the worst trail I've seen, in some of the easiest looking country I could imagine hiking thru......thanks DOC. From the beginning at 90 mile beach thru the sub-jungle ridges and farmland of the north island of NZ the water sources have been super poor quality or just not there at all. You wouldn't think that of NZ or at least I didn't think that would be the case but when you go thru the day with no water then thru the night, then thru the next day you kinda go for whatever comes up....even if its cow farm run off-gross. To top it off my hiking partner decided to walk......away from are thru hike because of a little disagreement about where to hitch on the side of the road right when my Giardia was starting to take control if you know what I mean..Fucking lame, I don't have any patience or time for shit like that anymore. Its a good thing he left anyway, anyone who is going to walk away from something like this, that fast isn't worth being my friend.
OK so ya......this whole blog, (what little it is) has seemed fairly negative and its kinda true. I mean we started in rain...that lasted for ten days straight. Started on a trail that seemed to be finished which is hardly the case, and lets face it, the north island is kinda lame for hiking. I mean the people are great, friendly and very helpful but I DO NO NEED TO HIKE ANOTHER 1000 MILES THRU FARM COUNTRY!...and my hiking partner left.....and as of right now it feels like somebody is stabbing me over and over again with one of those small Swiss army knifes in the stomach. But......this is what happens........when your living the dream......my friends......Ha!
I'm bouncing down to Wellington for New years, should be great fun, and I should be better by then. After that I;m taking a fairy over thru Cook Strait to the South Island, where I can fish, run, hike and live in the Huts as I please most importantly Ill be back in the mountains.
Nick