My heart pounding - adrenalin rushing round my body, tingling with nervous excitment and saying "Don 't be such a bloody fool"-my brain trying to overcome this desperate physical urge. No, it was not a lovely naked lady in front of me ready for love, but I and 4 other daredevils (idiots?) who were setting out for Otaki to do a Moonlight Southern a la VUWTC from Otaki Forks to Kaitoke. When we left Wellington there was a bit of cloud on the Tararuas,.and by the time we reached Otaki, our suspicions were confirmed-this was to be yet another glorious VUWTC pike.
Trev, keener than the rest of us, wanted to go. But after a good supply of grease in our bellies, and still plenty of cloud about, a thirst built up, so we paid our respects to the locals.
An hour or so later, on the Endeavour bound for Wellington, Rod inebriated, Trev and Ken" very happy, we prepared ourselves for the caustic comments awaiting the heroes back home.
The company: C.M., R.G. , T.R. , K.T., and Bill Foster who had the cheek to write this.