In the roar of 1974 a mate and myself were walking down the Whakatane River on our way to Hanamahihi hut when a couple of locals on horses came past with a pack of pig dogs. One asked where we we were going and said, "give me your pack and I'll drop it off at Ngahiramai hut" which was a fair way further down the valley. I was a little reluctant but handed it over. My pack was there when we arrived at that hut. Good people. Also, never once had my car touched when parked just off the Ruatahuna road when I used to hunt down the Waiau valley in the early to mid 70's.
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