Rob, myself and Tommy being silly in the hut….

The tent was covered in frost as was Tommy in his bivvy at 4am when I woke up. The moon was still high in the sky but it was getting light fast.

The waterfall next to our campsite on Saturday night that Rob bathed in the next morning – being a hardy scotsman!

Rob headed home but Tommy and I put our 16kg rucksacks on and headed for the hills. We went up to an unnamed peak that has the VHF repeater on it for a look at the equipment and seeing as it was such a beautiful day we had unlimited views of the Barff Peninsula and the never ending southern ocean beyond.