NZ: Day Six: One Doesn't Simply Walk Into Mordor
It really was a painfully early morning, with the alarm going off at 4.45am. I jumped out of bed, preventing the desire to snuggle under the duvet for a bit longer, and thought about my priorities. Tea. That would wake me up, and start the day right. I also grabbed a cereal bar, had to get the carbs in for our long hike! We were picked up by the shuttle bang on 5:20, and not long after we'd found a seat we were both zonked out. An hour and a bit later, we had arrived at the Mangatepopo carpark, and the beginning of the Tongariro Crossing. First we had to sign in, providing phone numbers, and all the emergency contact details - glad this bit was thorough and that we weren't on our own out there. The team then checked that we had everything we needed, and offered the chance to hire some hiking equipment. We both knew that Ben's trusty-but-kind-of-falling-apart Vans might not make the journey, he opted to hire a pair of boots. This was it, after months of going back and forth