On the night of Sunday the 27th of May, 1973, Kelvin Kennedy lost his life while attempting to cross the Otaki River. To those who knew him well, Kelvin will be remembered for his quiet nature and enthusiastic participation in club activities. He was a keen and active tramper, and went on many a trip with Vuwtc.
"It was a friendly and a private place Where a moss-grown track beside the stream Led to a clearing in the birches. The face of the dark hill above was darkling green.
And in the morning came the sound of the axe Or the bush-buried shot at mountain deer; The river talked to the stones and swamp-smothered flax
And the hut smoke rose clear.
That was a good place to be camping in."
In essence, much of this applies to Kelvin. For in tramping he found a tranquility and awareness which he applied to his whole life. We. in the tramping club, who knew Kelvin, have lost a valued friend. He will not be easily forgotten.