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The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 4, Issue 6 (October 1, 1929)

To the Lake-Head

To the Lake-Head.

Grander still are the pictures at the head of the lake. You go up there by the excellent Government steamer, run by the Railway Department, which brought you from the head of the rails at Kingston. It is a smooth voyage of about twenty-eight miles, and every mile is a new picture of wonder. Rock castles are all around, the range pinnacles that sometimes seem huge ruined medieval fortresses set on the mountain's brow. The left side, as you go up the lake, presents the most enchanting effects of colour. In the morning the deeper corries and glens are veiled in purple haze, and slowly-lifting mists; waterfalls streak the dark grey and blue ranges, glinting in the sunlight, cascading out of the mountain beechwoods; rosy clouds float across the crag heads; shadows and high lights alternate along the deeply-scored hill faces. Over yonder is sheep country, in spite of its formidable contour, and my old Highland wool-man of the steamer has his homestead and shearing sheds somewhere in yonder.