
Loking back at Bevan Col.
After a massive coffee hit I got the bus down to Queenstown before my Saturday flight back to Brisbane. A beautiful place Queenstown. Very like the English Lake District.
The essentially inane ramblings of a guy living in the best place in the world who is in almost complete denial of the aging process
The stone built hut had a wood burning stove and mattresses. Luxury!
It also had a fabulous view of Mt. Aspiring and the north-west ridge. A comfortable night ensued.




