Went out this morning in the Tararuas. I had two 18 yr olds with me. The stream across to where we wanted to go was UP so rather than teach them to take risks with streams and rivers we went for plan B. To keep them keen I headed up away from the stream via a little gut that used to produce a deer every now and then years ago when I used to hunt there. there was enough sign to stop the little moans about not getting across the stream.
Saw a stoat cross the stream by climbing across the trees above our heads.
Didn't hear any roaring. Found a few thrashed trees and scrub, smelt one a couple of times but the wind was switching from straight down the ridge to straight up every 20 minutes or so.
It turned into more of a show and tell thing, showing them the type of areas to look in and what to look for.
Was still a good trip, like any into the bush.
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