T
he euphoria after arriving to Taupo was really high. We went straight to the information point to book the shuttle bus for the Tongariro crossing, either on Friday or Saturday (we arrived on Thursday afternoon). But the counter desk girl told us we would not be able to do it, at least, until Sunday. We wanted so badly to do that crossing, we decided to stay and wait until Aotearoa (the island with the long white cloud) allows us. That night we decided we needed a nice meal, wine and a soft mattress, so we looked for the cheapest hostel in town (22$). The place looked a bit creepy, not because it was dirty -the owner was cleaning the whole time- but because of the people; a few of backpackers who said they were doing nothing in Taupo, a middle age man who looked really depressed, his cat, who I think was not getting fed a lot because all the time was looking for food on the floor. We just ignored them and had a really good evening on our own, we drank two bottles of wine and went to a pub in front of the hostel. I don’t know what happened in that town, but the backpackers there were weird. Next day we woke up and all looked wrong, it was rainy and we didn’t know what to do, we almost rent two mountain bikes, but luckily, the minute before taking them out, it started raining. We decided to go for a walk. It turned out to be the best decision; they say walking clear your mind, and it did for us, we decided the next day we would rent the bikes and that on Sunday we will do the crossing somehow to be able to catch a bus to Auckland on Sunday afternoon. Friday night we slept on the tent, eating the best Nutella and peanut butter sandwiches on Earth and having deep conversations on live objectives, self-realisation and happiness. The next day our heads were clear, and so was the sky. We had had four amazing hours of mountain biking, visited the Huka Falls, hired a car, drove to the Tongariro and slept on the parking lot, waiting for the next morning.

Ngauruhoe or Mount Doom

Because we had to take the bus back to Auckland at 3 pm, there was no time to do the whole Tongariro Alpine crossing, and we decided that we will climb to the top of the Ngauruhoe volcano, a.k.a Mount Doom. On Sunday we woke up at 5am, our goal was to get at the saddle of the mountain at dawn, and be at the summit at 8.30 am. We started walking with our torches because the only light available was the light of the stars, the moon was disappeared because it was new moon, and the stars looked amazing. The sensation of walking at that time, only watching what your torch is able to illuminate was magic, all your senses are aware. I have no words to describe when the daylight starts to appear and the views of the Tongariro National Park stand up in front of you. The volcano in front of us looked easy to climb, but once we started we realised there was a lot of snow, we started following the path of an alpinist, but at one point we decided to climb another route; and that was a big mistake, after 1h trying to climb up for that route we decided we needed to go back because we were not advancing and the route was getting more and more ice. While getting back a Singaporean alpinist with crampons and axe stopped to ask us if we were okay, we nodded affirmative and he said he was at the summit at 5am, our jaws dropped. Then we realised that the route from where he was coming back, was the good one. We decided to try once more, and after 30’ we got higher than before, the problem is that we had lost a huge amount of time, and now we were not having enough time to get to the top. While getting back to the car we couldn’t stop looking back to the top and think, maybe we could… But knowing we tried it was enough. By the end of the day we arrived to Auckland and stayed in a very lovely house with Ruby, a kiwi girl who speaks a very good Spanish and who let us rest our tired ass in her couch. The next morning Ruben was heading off to the north and I was starting my new kiwi adventure in Piha…

Great routes...

Great routes…

MTB in Taupo

MTB in Taupo

On our way to Tongariro

On our way to Tongariro

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Sunset

Sunset

Light's up

Light’s up

Stairway to Heaven

Stairway to Heaven

Macho

Macho

Good morning New Zealand

Good morning New Zealand

Ngauruhoe

Ngauruhoe

Shiny cold morning

Shiny cold morning

The red crater

The red crater

45º slope

45º slope

After we climbed down, a cloud came

After we climbed down, a cloud came

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Spring waters in Tongariro

Spring waters in Tongariro

Us and our friend

Us and our friend

Mountain 1 - 0 Ruben and Uri

Mountain 1 – 0 Ruben and Uri

The storm is coming

The storm is coming

Written by oriolSP
Siempre curioso, salí en mayo de 2015 a explorar el mundo, iba a ser un corto viaje y se ha convertido en una forma de vida