Jen and I had hiked to the Iris Burn waterfalls the next morning from the hut. We spent our time putting to practice all the practical advice Robbie the ranger had given us to engage the birds in the forest and the Bush Robins turned out to be particularly friendly. When we reached the falls, Jen took out the Nguru, a Maori greenstone flute carved by her dad and began to play it. There in the bushes, amidst the light drizzle and the gushing of the falls the sound of the flute drifted towards me sweet and melancholic at the same time and drifted upwards towards the beeches.
This is one of the most unforgettable memories from the hike and I have Jen to thank for making me part of her musical journey.