Travel companion

Taz has accompanied me down to Wellington, and what better to do on a hot boxing day than climb up the eastern Hutt hills for a grandstand view over wellington harbour. Used to do this as a young un growing up here so this was a bit of a memory lane walk down, or up. I remember it as hot dry and steep. And I rememebered right. Tazzie managed to find a bit of mud to go with it.
All good stuff.