Easter Weekend,we went to a camping site called Pacific Christian Camp .Enroute we decided to explore a couple of walks on the Karangahake gorge and had our own Indiana Jones style adventure walking through pitch dark , wet tunnels dotted with glow worms; rugged rocks and deep gorge on the side for company.
We also had a chance to peek into the remnant of an era gone by, where once upon a time the gold mining industry flourished.
Information boards scattered all over the place give details about the rich history of this place, situated amidst the picturesque setting , adding much to the nostalgic aura of the place.
Swing bridges pathways are soo well laid out that it was a pleasure walk there and not difficult at all. It sure was scary,I admit.We had to remind ourselves to breath !such is the grandeur of the place! the pictures do no justice at all!
Robert Frost’s Road not Taken …
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both….
……
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
Laughter echoing through the rocks ,we held hands and groped our way through some of these tunnels
Torches are advised in these pitch dark tunnels, we however,went in promptly ignoring the sign boards then remembered we had torches on our Iphones and Iphones saved the day, folks 
Checking out the ruins of the stamp battery 
We came back and a had little picnic of pasta by the Ohinemuri river , and started for our next destination 
which was Pacific Christian Camp
