Had another little play out at Putangirua’s Pinnacles this past weekend (*for a thorough run-down, and instructions on how to get yourself there, see here – we’ve visited before, eh).
I’ve been pondering this post these past couple days, and in that time I’ve discovered that I’m actually seriously enamored of this place.
My trip over there on Sunday has only served to fling me even further head-over-heels-over-feet (metaphorically, of course – I didn’t mean for that to sound so dangerous), and for multiple reasons.
I’d expected everything to be completely packed-out when I arrived. I’ll be honest, I’d been anticipating every person and their entire clique to be there soaking-up the next-level Wairarapa sunshine, and to thus be forced to share surroundings with them all.
But not so. To my surprise, there were only a handful of keen campers on-site, and they appeared fairly single-minded, and only interested in deck-chairing the sideline fringes.
Sweet; all the more landscape for me to drink-in, and digest.
And I felt like I really did, because the necessary time and space were both there in abundance.
I got seriously up-close-and-personal on this visit – kind of like ambling along with a magnifying glass, it was so rad. What’s more, I left there feeling connected, super-grounded, and (perhaps most importantly) grateful.
As if I needed any more reason/s to feel the way I do. Of course, there are more, and the process of gathering them actually begins from the car during the drive there.
Rural Wairarapa is stunning – like an other-worldly oil-painting that’s been afforded a master’s touch. I’ve never been able to drive anywhere around here without stopping to capture some spectacular scene on my camera.
In saying that, those Pinnacles are not to be overshadowed any time soon.
Here’s a wee tour – specific and unique to summer and this past Sunday, let’s say.
Perhaps the coolest thing about this place is the variety re: route/s you get to decide upon come time to choose a space, or a nook, to delve into.
I totally seized the opportunity to explore somewhere new, and in the process I realised that there’s every likelihood these pinnacles and their many veins and arteries are something spectacularly reminiscent of a maze, they seem so endless.
Hella intimidating actually, if you take a minute to pause and reflect.
Makes the probability of getting completely and utterly lost way more of a “thing” than a moment or-two ago, eh.
But these are indeed early-days, and I admit I am speculating. There’s room for a lot more research, and it really does seem easy enough to follow the track in, around, up, down, and out again.
Not that there’s any “easy” inclination to leave – there isn’t, especially with views and vistas like these.
Okay – so what’s next?
Well, more, more-or-less. There’s apparently another lookout higher up, should you opt to very intrepidly bypass the side-road that leads to the Pinnacles’ observation deck. Offers some rather impressive views of Cape Palliser and Lake Onoke too, so they reckon.
That’s me, sometime in summertime 2016.
There are also a few Department of Conservation huts tucked-away in here that I’d at least like to see, even if I don’t choose to stay the night in them. The thing about huts though (*from what I gather), is with all the physical exertion you expend getting to ’em, you’re far more inclined to stay than to go.
Totally fine, given they also tend to have some of the very best sunrise/sunset views and vantage-points.
Put it this way: they’re right here on my radar, so there’ll be some future sussing of things and then I’ll let you know how I go.
‘Mātakitia tonu mai nei ki tēnei wāhi, e te whānau’ (or: “Watch this space, peeps”);