It is often said that too much of a good thing, is not such a good thing.
And after three weeks in the spectacular South Island of New Zealand, mountaineering, climbing, jet-boating, taking to the skies in a Tiger Moth, and leaping 100 metres into a canyon screaming at the top of my lungs, seemingly a good thing came to an abrupt end this week.
It was back to work…
Yes I do work, although my colleagues have often said, with a wink, that at times there is too much day dreaming going on and not enough work.
But putting that aside…
My usual daily routine starts around 4am each day up in the shed with a row, a weight session, or perhaps even a bit of both. Other days it is a walk with a 25 or 30-kilogram backpack for company.
But I must say it was a little tough getting motivated these past few days, not so much because of the early start, after all, I had a few alpine starts these past three weeks where you rise around 3am in the morning to ready for a day of climbing.
Initially I put it down to a change in routine, let’s face it, it is pretty easy to get out of bed for a day of climbing in the spectacular Southern Alps; the walk to the shed just didn’t cut it.
Maybe it was cabin fever I thought, after all “the shed” is about the size of some of the alpine huts.
Now let me say the alpine huts dotted throughout the alpine regions are basic, but comfortable and what you would expect of this type of shelter and accommodation.
Mind you, heating is limited to clothing and a warm sleeping bag.
And given there is one big refrigerator outside, keeping perishable food is no great problem, just bury it in the snow and hope the Keas’ don’t find it before you eat it. So you can actually eat very well, which is great given the mountains tend to give you a solid appetite.
But back to this cabin fever thing, the weather turned particularly bad, and I mean badass bad, during the week I was attempting to climb Mt Aspiring.
We had two quite reasonable days before it all went pear-shaped and the wind howled gusting at up to 180 kilometres an hour at times, sleet, snow and rain, pounded Colin Todd Hutt relentlessly for almost three days and nights.
The lightening was striking all around the hut, but its flashes struck silently because you couldn’t hear the thunder over the roar of the wind.
We did keep ourselves occupied during the storm with plenty of knot tying, practicing rescue techniques, cups of sweet tea, and book reading tucked up in a warm down sleeping bag.
But there was some floor pacing as well…
Actually, it was a great experience, if you had to have it, as it demonstrated what nature will toss at you in the mountains, a good lesson in patience.
I’ve just given myself a bit of a slap…
C’mon Baz, you’re not suffering cabin fever, you love the shed, and after all it is a sanctuary, the font of all knowledge and some tall tales.
And besides you have plenty of training ahead of that climbing you are going to do in Nepal later this year.
Best you get reacquainted with the shed sooner, rather than later…
Amazing view of Franz Joseph Glacier from Centennial Hut!
Spectacular, isn’t it. You can be standing in an Alpine region looking down the glacier to the Tasman Sea.
How good is that! Cheers….
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I honestly don’t know how you get up at those hours, and do what you do, and work?! And yeah, blog…
It does take some effort at times, but I think if you want something badly enough you just go for it…! Take care, Baz
umm, I don’t think you’re being totally honest with us Baz… where does it say you also schedule in 3 hours to write and illustrate these amazing blogs LOL 😉
Shooosh 😉 …Actually I do try to write them in the evening…!
And I think we should see you both lining up in Wanaka next year. Be a great holiday as well..Cheers, Baz
Thankyou Seth, I am humbled by a comment like that from such an accomplished photographer!
Wow. These are amazing.
sooooo…how was today’s workout in the shed???????
Hi BG..Lot’s of stretching today…I had a procedure (PRP Treatment) on my achillies a couple of days ago so need to “ease” in…how’s the running?
Honestly, Baz, I don’t know how you find time to work! I imagine three days stuck in a cabin would have sorely tested your patience, but as you say, it’s a good reminder about the power of nature, particularly in the mountains. Good learning before you get to Nepal.
Actually it wasn’t too bad. A lot of climbing at altitude involves just seating around resting and acclimatising. So yes, good practice!
Eewww! Work! Back to the grind, back to the shed, my friend! You’ll be happy you did when Nepal comes around. Also, how in the hell do you get up at 4am?! Sometimes that’s when I’m going to bed!
And that is for sure about Nepal…and 4am, with great difficulty sometimes, but once you get the routine going it is okay…
oh no! back to work! say it ain’t so! alrighty then, go to it. man up and get back to that shed. it’s calling your name. you can do it. go landy go. go landy go. see, i can cheer from way over here. 🙂
(a m a z i n g last picture!)
Thankyou! I wondered where that cheering was coming from!!!
That last picture is insane and has given me a small dose of vertigo.
Great place to climb, very spectacular view, and quite exposed!
Keep sight of the goal, Baz. Each pull of those ‘oars’ is another step up an 8000m peak! 👍
And I suspect you’ll never have done enough once you get to those altitudes!