
I don't think I have kept up with my phot

o club competition results, but the end of the year is time for the final meeting before everything stops for the summer. This consists of a summary of the years events and the handing out of various trophies. As I did

not know a trophy was involved, receiving one each for my top PJ print and winning portrait was a big surprise. To top the night off, all of the accepted and honours images from the year are judged again to determine the top 10 prints and top

10 projected images. I was delighted to have a few images in these categories as there is a pretty high standard of

entries. I was even more pleased when I was given first the top print of the year with my print of "Alone on the Horizon", and shortly after was announced as the winner of top projected image with "Fork Study". Not bad for my first year!

With Amy back from an enjoyable weekend up north, tramping was back on the agenda and we again headed to Arthurs Pass to complete the Hallelujah flat circuit. The path meandered pleasantly through beach forest and open grassland before arriving at our home for the night Casey hut. This was big and airy with s

ome bug screens to ensure we could get some air while avoiding the sandflies which started to gather once the sun was obscured behind a developing bank of cloud. Rain that evening and overnight meant the sky was crystal clear the following day and the temperature quickly rose, the sun being reflected off the dry grassland and bare earth making it feel a bit like being trapped in an oven. I found the final push up and over Bisner Saddle a bit of an effort, Amy doing her usual trick of

speeding up as the gradient increased! There were no flat batteries or other surprises on arriving back at the van and so the weekend was a resounding success in beautiful country.

4 days later and it was my turn to go and meet Mum and Dad as they arrived at Christchurch after a few days spent in Bangkok en route. It was great to see them after 18 months away, it's just a shame that their bags did not arrive with them, stranded somewhere in Sydney having not quite made the connection!
I dropped in here the other night and didn't find this post - must be my stupid computer, nothing to do with me of course. I gather the baggage did catch up eventually? Keep writing, cos I love revisiting New Zealand even if only vicariously ...
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