Hidden treasures

We try to find out of the way little spots that nobody would ever find. Let’s not live in denial. We like to find places that look to be so miserable and out of the way that nobody else wants to fish them. Or other spots that are too hard to get to for the majority of people. Or spots that are spots that appear to lead to dead ends but lead to gems. We looked hard for this one, but when we found it, we knew we had a really special spot once again. We scouted access on Google. We figured out how to access what appeared to be a beech forest spring creek, bubbling up from toe of the slope springs and easing its way under a beech canopy. We arrived and were blown away by its beauty. Mats of deep green woven into the gravel. Toi toi hung over its edges. Flax popping up here and there. Beech tree limbs arching like knobbed fingers of an old wizard. Pongas and other ferns held the humidity under the canopy. Cicadas again deafening. As we waded the stream, other springs babbled in. In fact, it went from being a larger stream to a small spring creek in the matter of a few hundred yards. It was one of the hilights of our trip this year.
Would there be any fish?
That rarely seems to be any issue in NZ.
The best part of the exploring is that there are a few more in the valley just like it. Now, if the forecast will allow us to get back there, maybe we’ll find out!