This image was taken on the far side of the first swing bridge past Mt Aspiring hut on the track up to Shovel Flat. We were looking for "boulders as huge as houses" and here the river reaches a point where the river and the rocks become wilder and wilder. About lies the evidence of torrents of gushing water and boulders strewn about. In the foreground is a huge slab of schist wiped clean that provided the perfect platform to shoot from. Native beech trees line both sides of the river with the odd one ripped from the bank and left half dragged into the flow of the river.
 

Poem in the Matukituki Valley   CP

and stumbling where the mountains throw their dice 
Of boulders huge as houses...

Three emblems of the heart I carry folded 
as charms against flood water, sliding shale