All the serious trampers wear waterproof boots. Catherine and I do it in tennis shoes. Here's the footwear lined up outside the hut.
We are somewhat refreshed in the morning at the Iris Burn Hut, ready for our third day of tramping.
Justin and I do the extra jaunt into the forest to see the waterfall.
The ferns were literally blanketing the forest floor, and huge. I love how they curl into this nautilus shape. We never saw a silver fern, which is the official symbol for the All Blacks.
The last hut looked out over this lake. Some of our fellow trampers made a bonfire and we swatted sand flies into the night, enjoying each others' stories.
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