So at the Kane Family Christmas when I got talking to Sam Kane, the 5th generation of Kanes to farm the hills to the north of Tarras, and suggested that maybe we go for a wander up Sharks Tooth and he called my bluff and said yes, it was all on. We woke up at farmers time (and mountaineers, but we are neither). 5.00 and Sam picked us up and we drove up the done up Matukituki road, no more corrugations or lumpy fords or potholed bluffs at Hells gate. Raspberry Hut is still there, although it seems nearly swallowed by the vast carpark, empty now, but expecting the swarms of daytrippers for Rob Roy glacier.
Penny and Sam above the West Matuki, Cascade saddle in background
We shouldered light packs and set straight off, up behind the hut. We expected scrub, there was none, we expected bluffs, there weren't any. The route was straight forward up a giant rib of tussock until an obvious sidle into the top of a creek to reach the ridge looking down into Polnoon Burn. Sam plodded ahead, while Penny kept going as she always does. I felt the urge to sit down as the air got thinner, or maybe it was just my lungs getting slower.
The ridge was easy till the final summit pyramid. We scrambled straight up the ok rock, but was it! A sidle round on the Polnoon side on a lovely little ledge saw indefinite and irrelevant exposure but the summit was obtained. A high spot in the wind.
Cuzzie bros on the summit
We descended on the Matuki side, less slope but more broken rock, taking turns among the choss.
Then there was the long walk down to the carpark and a lovely swim in the Raspberry Creek waterfall, home just after lunch.