Comeback 18/5

Here I am again – sorry for the minor dropout over the last month or so. Things have been busy at university, in weekends and all over. But I am happy, life is good and my studies are going well.

Over the Easter break I went tramping solo for five days from Lewis Pass to Arthur’s Pass (pictures at picasaweb). A fantastic trip, lots of time for reflection and beautiful sceneries. I shared the first hut with three other people, the other three nights I had to myself (except for the one night where I had company by a mouse – it even dared crawling onto my shoulder). It reminded me that I should not be limited in doing the things I like to just because the people I would normally do these things with are far away, and so I did the day after my return to Christchurch. Sacha Vee played a fantastic double concert with Oval Office in town, which made my first encounter with the New Zealand funk music a very pleasant experience.

A few days went by, procrastinating everything possible. I did buy a car though, a 95 Subaru Legacy Grand Wagon. I ended up getting an automatic, and I am slowly getting used to the lazy driving. My fingers are crossed that it will perform in the snow during winter.

The last week of my Easter break was spent white water kayaking around Murchison. This turned out to be quite an experience, both on and off the water. The instructors were absolutely fantastic, getting us newbies safely down the rapids safely. I even won a prize for having the most faith in the instructors when capsizing – if we could manage to stay in the kayaks under water, an instructor could paddle over and turn us around. And so I did on the very first day. Stayed in my kayak bottom up, probably for 30 seconds or more, while the instructors messed around before turning me around.

In the evenings, a fire was lit and for some odd reason (maybe excessive amounts of alcohol) some of the guys ended up sitting naked around the fire. I learnt that the drinking culture among some Kiwis is worse than anything I have ever seen in Denmark. I blame the goon (bag-in-box wine, which only comes in horrible quality down here). But they did have a quite funny ritual around the goon as it was passed around the fire. Before drinking (straight from the tap), you had to slap it to punish it for the hangovers it was going to give you the following day!

Back again, I had a few days to write up an assignment on “Chernobyl Today” before lectures started after the break. After a few days of frustration I managed to put it together; and (hopefully) in a decent way as well. Lectures started, and my research project started picking up speed as we realised that we had some pretty serious issues in the computer model I am working on that needed resolving. This turned into a few very interesting email correspondences, among others with one of the guys who had developed the software we are using. It is fantastic to see from the inside how the scientific community is working when you come across something you do not quite know how to tackle, and even more so to be in contact with people around the world trying to figure out the easiest (and best) way of doing something that has never been done before. Today I had an email waiting for me when I came into my office, with promises that we should have the last missing tool for my project on hand before the end of this week. At the same time, we have been approved to BlueFern, the supercomputer at the university. This should speed up my simulations quite dramatically (I had my computer running a simulation for 67 hours over the weekend, so a bit of extra speed is more than welcome), and it is another “minor” thing making the project a lot more interesting than reading for my normal courses.

The past three weekends have offered a tramp to Mt. Tinline close to the Kaikoura range, a visit at The Paddock where a shed was built for Eva’s new nursery, and another tramp to Mt. Taylor – the highest summit in the Canterbury region. Mt. Tinline was a one day trip with a huge group (22 or so), which ended up with only five of us making it to the summit (1747 m). The last bit to the top was quite gnarly, loose and exposed, but the view from the top was worth it. Pictures at picasaweb

Mt Taylor was conquered this weekend with a group of 7 really nice people, and a stunning tramp (More pictures at picasaweb). We left Christchurch Friday at 16, drove up to Lake Heron and walked along a riverbed in the dark to Double Hut. Dinner was cooked, eaten, and the beds were made. We turned in at 22, and for unknown reasons I had a bit of trouble falling asleep. Saturday morning started 7.25 where we got up, had breakfast and left our overnight gear in the hut before heading for the summit at 8.45. Ahead of us was a 1400 m climb, following a ridgeline before reaching the summit (2333 m) and going back the way we came up. The weather was great, especially after the sun broke through the thin layer of clouds around 11, and we saw no sign of the rain predicted by the forecast (another case of the weather forecast being pretty useless in NZ). We made the summit at 12.30, had lunch, took pictures and threw rocks off the top while enjoying the views to the highest peaks in the country. The descent proved a bit of a challenge to my left knee, but we made it down safely in spite of a couple of us stumbling once as the ground started moving sideways down the side of the ridge. We made it to the hut by 16, had a short afternoon tea break before packing up our overnight gear and walking out to the cars. As darkness descended upon us we managed to find the proper track to the hut, sparing us a bit of riverbed travelling, and just as head torches was needed we made it to the car park, around 18. Two hours drive later, three of us found ourselves at our local fish & chips shop, Captain Bens, after another magnificent day in the Southern Alps.

Sunday I went for the annual Ski sale, arranged by the Canterbury Snowsport Association. Some hours later I had a pair of skis and touring bindings in my room, and in a couple of weeks I will get a phone call saying that a range of touring boots are waiting for me to come have a look. Let the winter begin (in a month or so)!

Tomorrow I am going to look at an apartment – hopefully I will succeed in finding a place to stay from the end of June before I have to start studying for my exams. It looks like a decent place on the pictures available, but I will have to wait and see until tomorrow afternoon. It feels great to get started on though; it means that I will soon be out of the expensive student accommodation without proper kitchen facilities. I do not mind that.