by Brenda Vowdenbrenda.vowden@nzme.co.nzOPINIONToilets and spiders were foremost on my mind as we stepped foot into the Lewis Hut, our third night on the Heaphy. This was an older hut located a little too close to the river, which was both undermining its banks and uncovering a lot of rubbish. It was time for the hut to go, so we felt quite privileged to spend a night there before it's torn down. Speaking of company, you can't pick your hut mates and some evenings can feel a lot longer than others. We ate and packed, setting off at a fairly reasonable hour, destination Katipo Creek shelter, instead of a warm, dry and very comfortable night in the state-of-the-art Heaphy Hut.

Source: New Zealand Herald April 16, 2021 08:00 UTC