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5 January 2007 Kitekite and Byers Tracks(page 2/3) It's around here I spot a plant I have never consciously been aware of before. It reminds me a little in habit of a kumarahou, (Pomaderris kumarahou) except that it is much smaller in leaf size. This section of the path is a little more exposed and I have difficulty getting a piece to sit still for me in the little gusts of breeze.
I've shot a copy of the pic to Tony at Bushman's Friend, so I may get an accurate ID in a day or two if he's not too busy guiding walks at Whangaroa or organising houseboat holidays. The surface is still good but the descending path is somewhat narrower and towards the bottom involves a series of steps. and a small area at the bottom which my 128kg plus heavy pack finds a little difficult to leap across with any kind of grace. I am glad I have my poles. (These days I am always glad I have my poles.)
There are about six groups of people spread over the rocks around the base of the falls. Immediately below the falls is a large shallow pool where a number of children, some wearing togs, are having a ball. Thanks to the craziness of the last twenty years, pointing a camera at strange children is no longer a safe option, so I take some time to organise my shot ahead of time to eliminate them as far as possible. It's a neat place, though I wonder what makes it different from the spot down country where several kids were killed just recently in just such a pool when the cliffs collapsed onto them. We make our way across the exposed rock streambed and begin to climb again. The variety of ferns here is amazing and I am not even starting to get a handle on more than a few.
There's a section of cliff wall beside the path that is just thick with filmy ferns, but my efforts to capture these are beset with problems around dappled light. It's a very different track this side.
In fact there are places where the cliff just won't wear a track and ARC have constructed steps to take us through.
However, my fear of heights notwithstanding, there's nothing here that worries me too much. There's enough enclosing vegetation to give at least the illusion of safety. The vegetation continues, rich and complex:
Sometimes the boardwalks and rails are sturdy affairs, and sometimes there's just the path.
Somebody, manybody, spent weeks and months and years navigating and building these tracks, and I am very appreciative indeed that we get the benefit of the work they put in and the ARC maintain. Somewhere there must exist a history of tramping in the Waitaks. I'll have a look in the Auckland Public Library. One reason I'm curious of course is the existence of magic names like Ussher Cross and Home Track. Where did the names come from? What do they commemorate? ARC appear to have no official history or record, though a number of staff go back many years and have a wealth of knowledge.
We decide to stay with the Kitekite Track for the present.
We're still dodging tree roots, and I probably wouldn't choose this track after recent rain. Shortly after we encounter what must be the longest collection of steps I've encountered so far in the Waitakeres
Still, I have to hand it to the ARC stepmeister. They do a much more comfortable step design than DOC. The juvenile form of mingimingi (Leucopogon fasciculatus) - another recent name change - with the large keaves is also well represented along here.
There's also a lot of either Coprosma arboreum or C. spathulata, but I'm not easily able to distinguish them. The canopy is getting denser now, and the contrast between light and dark parts of a photo is getting much more pronounced.
At the bottom of the hill is a stream crossing.
The rocks look to be and are large, solid and stable. But if you're as large as I am, leaping from one to the next doesn't work unless you also have the agility to land lightly and/or change direction suddenly to accommodate slipping . Even sticks don't help on slippery rock. A slightly wet or clay-covered boot can also generate a slipperiness somebody lighter need not be concerned by. New stream-crossing techniques are called for. Like weight loss. In the end I note that the downstream side below the steeping stones is fairly shallow and I walk across on the streambed, getting not the slightest touch of water on board. The Merrells earn another Brownie point. (Some trampers carry a couple of supermarket grocery bags and a small roll of duct tape for lightweight temporary gaiters in just such a situation. Miranda balances perfectly while getting some shots of the stream.
I found this article while surfing for background infornation on Kitekite Track. Worth a read!
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