Stroke: TIA Transient Ischaemic Attack

10 September 2024. I had a mild stroke TIA, Transient Ischaemic Attack. Here follows my TIA stroke, hospitalization & some rehabilitation:

Background information: A week before my TIA stroke I did a training walk of 17km as I was getting fit again for South Canterbury mountain tramps during summer. From my Pleasant Point home I walked the following roads over rolling hills, a circular walk: Afghan St, Manse Rd, Smart Munro Rd, Doake Rd (steep hill), Levels Valley Rd, Driscoll Rd (another steep hill), SH8 back home. I considered myself fit & healthy. A recent blood-check & ECG by my Geraldine clinic GP showed I had low blood cholesterol & normal ECG. Post-Covid vaccinations & pandemic, I was concerned I had Long-Covid as I had intermittent heart palpitations over the years. From Timaru Hospital, I wore a heart-monitor holter for a day to monitor my heart beat.

Three years prior to my TIA stroke, aged 70, I had cochlear implant surgery at St Georges Hospital, Christchurch, as I was profoundly deaf. There were no cholesterol, blood pressure, heart, allergy problems in the lead-up for my cochlear implant surgery. Subsequent audiology rehab at St Georges Hospital enabled hugely improved communication.

7 September 2024. I drove with wife Leah from Pleasant Point to Ashburton. Cheesecake treat at a local nursery cafe.

8 September 2024. I mowed our garden lawn & verge using our electric mower, a two hour gardening job.

9 September 2024. I hand-raked our lawns to make compost. I tidied our garden after the previous day's mowing job. In our garden shed I wire-brushed dirt off our firewood.

TIA Stroke. Day 1. Tuesday 10 September 2024. Hospital admission. Soon after midnight I was doing word puzzles & watching Al Jazeera TV news when I had my TIA stroke. I didn't know it was a stroke then. I thought it was vertigo caused by my profound deafness (Menieres Disease). I felt dizzy, nauseous, unable to walk properly. Left-handed, my handwriting degraded while I tried to do word puzzles. My speech was slurry. I did eye-excercises to EMDR control my vertigo, to no avail. EMDR eye excercise & bed rest usually sorted my vertigo.

I had a disturbed night, tossing & turning in bed, still not realizing I was having a stroke!

After breakfast, (hand-control of cutlery & crockery wonky) I wobbled out to our garden shed for more firewood wire-brushing. Unstable, I carried firewood to our lounge fireplace. I rested in our lounge, watching TV & reading. After a wobbly lunch I did Pilates exercises on our bed. (Leah attended weekly Pilates classes). I vomited! I did a Google search, finding I had stroke symptoms: slurred speech, limb movement affected on my left side. A search described carotid artery stenosis, narrowing of the carotid arteries due to plaque! That caused blockage in an artery starving my brain of food & oxygen. In Timaru hospital I later learned the medical jargon TIA: Transient Ischaemic Attack!

Late afternoon, Leah drove me to Geraldine clinic. By then I needed my mountain tramping-stick to stop me falling when "walking". Clinic staff took one look at me & sent us to Timaru Hospital. Leah drove me there. We hadn't considered a hospital stay, so I didn't arrive with pyjamas, change of clothes, toothbrush, etc.

EMERGENCY Department, Timaru hospital: While waiting for two hours, I copied some of the Emergency wall-posters into my puzzle notebook. My handwriting was an illegible scawl. An Admissions nurse questioned me for hospital computer input & stuck a large needle into the back of my left hand, the first of many needle stickings over the next few days. She took blood samples from my arm.

While I was seated upright, a doctor questioned & tested me: "Smile! Stick your tongue out! Raise your eyebrows! Raise your arms! Press your hands against mine! Clap your hands while revolving your wrists! Press your feet against my hands! Stand up! Walk heel-toe in a straight line! Stand with feet together!" I fell to my left against a bed. "Fail!" said the doctor. "You've earned a stay In hospital. Lie on the bed!" I asked Leah to bring me a change of clothes, toothbrush, books, a pack of cards & battery recharger for my cell phone & cochlear implant processor.

While I clutched my trusty tramping stick, a male orderly wheel-chaired me in a lift up to the Medical & Surgery ward on the 5th floor where I would "sleep" 3 nights. First night I slept in a ghastly gown, open at the back, but attached with strings on my shoulders & down my back. I kept my pants on! I got little sleep due to nurses flitting past my bed at night. My bed was by the ward door near the toilet / shower room shared by three more men patients. I went to the toilet using my walking stick. The toilet had a wheel-chair with a poop-hole on top of the standard toilet-bowl. The shower & toilet had stainless-steel bars attached to walls for support, preventing falls. The shower also had plastic curtains & a chair.

Nurses regularly took my blood pressure, pulse & temperature recordings on their wheeled-in machines. During the day, doctors with hangers-on did their noisy rounds, drawing curtains round patient beds & muttering... Not conducive to my peaceful convalescent sleep! A night-nurse woke me every few hours by prodding my arm to take her measurements. Day-nurses did the same measurements periodically, as well as asking whether I had urinated & had a bowell movement & showered! Nurses shone a torch in my eyes to check my retinas. Like blood pressure checks, temperature checks & pulse checks, retina checks were done frequently. Whenever I was woken at night, I searched in my bedside locker to fish out my cochlear implant processor & battery & install them over my implant above my ear before decent communication. Tiresome!

TIA Stroke. Day 2. Wednesday 11 September 2024. Breakfast & future meals: I ordered my meals from a daily tick-box page left on my bed-table with a jug of fresh water. Meals were efficiently provided by catering staff: soft, easily swallowed food. A day-nurse stuck heart-monitor electrodes on my bare chest. Electrodes & the boxy heart-monitor, caused uncomfortable sleep. Next day she changed the battery of the heart-monitor before monitor removal. Another nurse stuck another needle in the crook of my elbow, taking more blood samples! The stuck needle prevented my sleep. As it was loose, I pulled it out, throwing the needle & plaster in a bedside bin! Dr R visited, questioned me & opined about my blood pressure. Dr B visited, questioned me & lectured me on cholesterol & blockage of my carotid arteries. He suggested I get enduring power of attorney!

A Speech & Language therapist visited, questioned me about my work history & gave me a worksheet to rehab my slurry speech. The speech exercises were like oral exercises I did 50 years prior as a teacher student at Durban Teachers Training College & as a Speech & Drama student at Natal University: diaphragmatic breathing, enunciation, blah, blah, blah! I taught that oral stuff when I directed school plays in SA.

A Social worker gave me four pamphlets recommending I buy a hazard-button in case I fell or injured myself at home. The hazard-button Leah & I liked would call an ambulance but costed $30 / week service charge! My house-perimeter-area would also need technical-vamping to enable the hazard-button to work. Hard-sell, as the Social worker needed a doctor's signature for me to get NZ govt funding. Commercial rip-off while I was vulnerable! I could get the same ambulance-call / cop-call service for free if I pressed my cell-phone emergency call-button! I was also questioned by doctors & physiotherapists about hand-rails for steps at my home. They were worried about me falling due to my poor balance & weakened limbs! I told them my front & back porch steps had hand-rails & there was also a wheel-chair ramp by another door.

A psychologist(?) visited, checking my cognition & memory: "What day is it today? What's today's date? Count backwards in threes from 100?!" I asked the psychologist(?) if I was in an all-male ward. She carefully explained that the hospital had mixed-gender wards & ablution rooms! A male orderly wheel-chaired me to the Radiology department for my brain CT scan. My CT scan would be interpreted by another Dr at Christchurch Hospital before my Timaru Drs could proceed. What a waste of time! Leah visited with my requested supplies. I dumped the grotty gown!

TIA Stroke. Day 3. Thursday 12 September 2024. A nurse looked at my bare arm & whined: "How must I take your blood?" She jabbed a new needle into my elbow-crook for more blood samples! My blood pressure was elevated, over 200 systolic pressure! Could cause another stroke! Nurses encouraged me to get out of bed & sit on my chair. I wore my clothes & listened to Spotify music via my cell phone & cochlear implant. I listened to as many TIA stroke podcasts I could find to catch-up on medical jargon. I learned fast.

Dr R visited again, opining that my elevated BP must be reduced. I guessed the medications I was fed each morning in little cardboard cups were lowering my BP. Dr B visited again & lectured some more. A physiotherapist visited, made me walk along a corridor to her physio-gym to do some tests, similar to what the admissions doctor did on my arrival at the Emergency dept. I was unbalanced, battling to walk properly. Later I wobbled to the toilet / shower room without using my stick. Leah visited. In addition to her work driving, she did daily 50km return trips when visiting me.

TIA Stroke. Day 4. Friday 13 September 2024. Lower Blood Pressure. The male orderly wheel-chaired me again to the Radiology department, this time for an ultra-sound scan of my carotid arteries. My carotids were approx 70% blocked by plaque! The Speech & Language therapist wheel-chaired me to the Assessment Treatment & Rehabilitation ward (AT & R).

A nurse weighed me on a weigh-chair. I'd lost 2 kgs in 2 days! I had a new ward-room to myself, natty shower & toilet room. Lovely sea views.

Settling into the A T & R ward, I scan-read my books. Nothing wrong with my reading, memory, thinking. I did word puzzles in my notebook. My hand-writing improved with practise. I asked a nurse to remove the admission needle from my left hand. It had not been used since admission!

I walked to the lounge, played Patience, watched TV with other patients. A truck-driver was legless in a wheel-chair. He did rowing excercises in the physio-gym. A retired Pareora freezing-worker plodded with his Zimmer-frame & noisily chattered, revving up nurses by sneakily smoking his hidden cigarettes. (Forbidden!) A Rasta-haired bloke pushed his tall walking-frame along corridors trying to walk properly. Most ward rooms had male & female patients. Leah visited with our youngest son who'd driven from Christchurch. We played Patience & Scrabble in the lounge. I walked with them to the hospital foyer door, my longest walk so far. I was determined to drop my walking stick.

A physiotherapist gave me 3 physio exercises to do over the weekend:

1. Stengthen my left arm & hand-grip by moving a yellow plastic-band (exercise resistance-band) tied to my chair. I had to stay seated & move the resistance-band away from my body then back across my body. Repeat as many times as I wanted.

2. Strengthen my hand-eye coordination & left arm / hand movements by building a tower of tapered plastic cups on my table, akin to kids' building blocks. Deconstruct the tower by restacking the cups one-by-one without the tower falling. Repeat. A nurse was amused at my clumsy efforts, saying I knocked down the tower like a kid.

3. Balance exercise as I was wonky: Stand up from my chair without using my hands & chair arm-rests for support. Push up with my stroke-weakened left leg. Then sideways crab-walk to my bed, turn & sit on my bed. Stand up from my bed using weakened left leg as push-up, turn, & crab-walk sideways to my chair & sit. Repeat.

The physiotherapist gave me cell-phone pics of me doing the exercises, so I got exercises right. Physio exercises should form new brain pathways replacing those destroyed by my TIA. i.e. Brain plasticity. For the last 3 years, I'd already proved my brain plasticity by playing Spotify music & podcasts into my brain with my cochlear implant.

TIA stroke. Days 5-6, Weekend. 14-15 September 2024. Not a physiotherapist nor doctor in sight. New offices empty, no staff meetings. Nurses, catering staff & cleaning staff ran the hospital! I checked out the wall-displayed pamphlets. I did my physio exercises. I relaxed: reading, Patience, TV viewing. Leah & son visited. He drove back to Christchurch

My hassles: swallowing & peeing. I vomited my curry & rice lunch! A nurse said it was caused by the shape of rice-grains. What a mess, I vomited a cup-full of mucous. I peed my pants! Couldn't "walk" to the toilet in time. My brain was healing slooooowly. Leah washed my dirty clothes & brought fresh clothes. Hospital saved money on laundry costs! Meanwhile an old lady was admitted to my ward-room. I think she'd had a heart attack. She was quiet, dozing behind her bed curtain. Her stream of visitors were noisy. No privacy!

TIA stroke. Day 7. Monday 16 September 2024. Using a faulty blood pressure cuff, a nurse caused bruising on my left hand & wrist. She repeated the test using another BP apparatus. A nurse stripped my pants off me & placed sticky electrodes on my upper thighs & lower abdomen for another test. She placed my breakfast-bib on my gonads for privacy. I was tired of all the testing! A nurse jabbed another needle into the back of my right hand, this time for another CT scan requiring blue dye to be injected into my vascular system to get a better view of my TIA brain damage. The dye injection & CT scan was done by another Dr. Timaru Hospital staff consisted of locals & others from all over the world. Dr B visited with a young Dr in tow, learning the ropes.

I had an assessment in the physio-gym done by 2 physiotherapists: Chair-sitting exercise to see if I could rise from a chair without falling. Physios tied a nylon-strap around my waist so they could catch me if I fell. I was asked to lean over & lean to my sides to see if my balance was OK. I was asked to walk in a straight line with a physio barking "Look left!...Look right!" while I walked. I laughed as the exercise reminded me of my conscripted soldier days in SA. A physio placed plastic cones on the floor & ordered me to stride-weave round the cones so she could stop-watch time my mobility. I did the exercise quickly. At a table, I was also timed taking little wooden pegs from a bottle then placing the pegs in rows in a wooden block & removing the pegs back to the bottle. I took that toy to my ward room, to accompany my plastic cup stacking. The physio made an appointment for me in the physio-gym for the next day.

TIA stroke. Day 8. Tuesday 16 September 2024. Dr B visited again saying I needed endarterectomy surgery at Christchurch Hospital to remove the plaque from my right carotid artery. I cancelled my appointment with the physio & returned her physio toys. Ambulances were in short supply, the chief nurse was in a bind, so Leah offered to drive me to Christchurch Hospital, a 3 hour journey. Two Social workers came to my ward offering to arrange Christchurch accommodation for Leah, but Leah had already booked accommodation at the old YMCA now called Give Hotel, Hereford St. We'd lived & worked in Christchurch for 19 years, including quake years, so knew our way around the city.

Leah drove us to Pleasant Point for me to dispose of my dirty washing & fetch a change of clothes. She drove me to Christchurch Hospital. Vascular dept, 8th floor, night-nurses were expecting me. I had a ward room to myself, overlooking Hagley Park & the CBD. A nurse gave me sandwiches for my late supper. Thereafter I ate nothing more & had a shower. Dr K visited & explained endarterectomy surgery on my right carotid artery. I signed consent forms for my neck surgery & donating urine & plaque for Canterbury University research. I played Patience & slept well. No noisy patients & visitors in my room.

TIA stroke. Surgery. Day 9. Wednesday 17 September 2024. The consultant surgeon visited & said I needed to shave my beard. I did, chivvied by 2 nurses. I peed a urine sample. A nurse pushed me & my bed to the surgery prep ward downstairs. Two more nurses prepped me for the surgery, chatting & covering my wedding ring with elastoplast. Two more needles in my left hand & wrist! Two anaesthetists prepped me & fussed. One worried about my cochlear implant electronics interfering with surgery machines. No problem after phoning my St Georges Hospital surgeon. My bed was pushed into the operation theatre. Vultures circled...

Approx 2 hours later I woke up in the recovery ward, a nurse checking I was OK. Later a male orderly pushed me & my bed back to the 8th floor vascular ward recovery room. My cochlear implant processor was returned intact. My voice was croaky as a tube was shoved down my trachea to help my breathing during surgery. I was stuck in my bed, 3 plastic tubes sticking out of me: a drip tube in my left arm, a catheter in my penis for urine, a drain tube for gunge from my cauterised neck wound. A thick dressing covered my neck wound. My lower legs had socks intermittently constricting to stop blood clots. Leah, sons & their girlfriends visited.

That night I didn't eat supper plonked on my bed-table. I couldn't sleep, my throat was sore & I was swallowing mucous brought up from my trachea. I asked for a bed-pan, I needed a crap. A male nurse groaned & shoved a ridiculously small bed-pan under my bare butt while I lay tube- trapped in bed. I didn't use the bed-pan. I would've lain in my own shit!

TIA stroke. Day 10. Thursday 18 September 2024. Hospital discharge. Hangers-on & consultant surgeon visited: "Do you have swallowing difficulties?" Affirmative. "Stick your tongue out!". My tongue deviated to my right indicating successful surgery. If it had deviated to my non surgery side, it meant I had another stroke during surgery. Thankfully not.

A nurse removed my socks, & detached plastic tubes from my graunched body. Catheter removal: "Deep breath!..." She left a needle in my left hand which was bruised down to my wrist! My neck was bruised down to my clavicle! I removed the hospital's grotty gown. (A nurse had removed my pants while I was unconscious prior to catheter insertion & surgery). I dressed in my clothes. My eldest son visited & watched a physio in her physio-gym, check my walking & balance prior to hospital discharge. Back in the vascular ward I removed the errant needle from my left hand. Blood everywhere on my hand, shoes & floor. I forgot I was on blood thinner medication. I surreptiously cleaned-up using a box of tissues.

A stroke-nurse farewelled me with 3 pamphlets: Medication. Driving. Fatigue. Legally I was forbidden driving for a month. I would need to take tablets for the rest of my life to manage my cholesterol, blood pressure & platelets! Brain fatigue would slow me down.

While Leah got my tablets from a Memorial Ave pharmacist, I disposed of my last needle & bloody tissues! Leah drove me back to Pleasant Point. As a NZ citizen & taxpayer & as my hospital stays & surgery were at public hospitals, I didn't pay a cent for hospitalisation & future medication.

THANKS NZ.

Aftermath:

A week later, a Geraldine clinic nurse changed my neck dressing. A week after that my clinic GP increased my blood pressure medication as my BP was still dangerously high! We paid the clinic nurse & GP.

When reading my Amlodipine & Quinapril blood pressure tablets' pamphlets I found that both drugs caused fatigue side-effect, disguised with euphemisms like: "feeling very tired". Atorvastatin & Clopidogrel drugs for my cholesterol & platelet management respectively could also cause fatigue. Neither my GP, nor pharmacist, nor hospital staff informed me that all my scripted drugs could cause fatigue!

Meanwhile, a Timaru outpatient physiotherapist contacted us wanting to come to our home! No thanks! After an appointment at her Timaru physio-gym / office, she emailed me some physio-exercises. Thanks, but no thanks! Some of her video-exercises were dangerous so soon after my neck surgery: Lying on my back, raising my hips, moving my legs increased pounding blood-flow in my neck! I loathed gyms of any description, reminded me of school PT. Exercise fatigue was incompatible with my brain fatigue caused by TIA. If I exercised, I would waste my limited energy needed for everyday activities like housework, gardening, walking. During 2 hospital stints I was fatigued by bossy physios. They needed me more than I needed them.

My own rehab was domestic chores, gardening, walking, word puzzles, reading, watching TV, Netflix, blogging, Patience, driving. Leah gave me hand-eye coordination puzzles to do. She was Resource Teacher Literacy, South Canterbury. She knew a local physiotherapist if I needed to consult. My home activities & my brain plasticity did most of my brain & limb repair work, not gym exercises.

I changed my diet, consuming a carbo breakfast, including rolled oats, grapes, bananas, raisins, prunes & kiwifruit juice. I avoided pies & coffee at Temuka Bakery. Thankfully my oldest son is a chef & Leah is an excellent cook. I'm enjoying searching local cafes for the perfect protein lunch.

For 2 sleep-disturbed nights I had Restless Leg Syndrome as I was seated too long writing this blog post. I solved my RLS by a late night walk.

South Canterbury mountains still call. It will take me a while to get tramping fit again, but I will start on easy Mt John overlooking Lake Tekapo. Then there's Mt Gerald...

Copyright Mark JS Esslemont

Milford Huts, Milford Lagoon, Opihi River Mouth

Wed 31.01.24. From Pleasant Point, I drove approx 22km via Temuka, along Milford Lagoon Rd to Milford Huts by Milford Lagoon, Opihi River Mouth. Parked my car at Milford Huts town, Milford Lagoon.

Tramped approx 7.5km return along the grassy stopbank & nearby roads, N side of Milford Lagoon & Opihi River. First walked NE along the stopbank for approx 500m before overgrown vegetation made the walk unpleasant, despite using my walking poles to push past vegetation. Saw log flotsam & gulls beach side of Milford Lagoon. Saw 4 white-fronted terns darting & diving for prey, akin to kingfisher dives, straight into lagoon water. A DOC sign where I turned back:

Milford Lagoon / Orakipaoa
Conservation Area

Along the stopbank, I continued W from Milford Lagoon beside Opihi River true left bank, past Milford Huts, past a flood warning apparatus on Milford Lagoon bank, past farm paddocks, inquisitive cattle on my right; poplars, crack willows, blackberry brambles lining the stopbank on my left, till I came to a farmhouse at the end of the stopbank by Wareing Rd gravel.

Wareing Rd gravel took me to Opihi River. Downriver, returning to Milford Lagoon, I wandered over shingle near the stopbank, past 3 fly-fishermen, till I came to Milford Lagoon again at shingle's end. A strong swimmer, I could've swum some of Miford Lagoon from the shingle back to the stopbank, but my cell phone, car keys, cochlear implant processor would've been water damaged. Also, I was put off swimming, as I'd passed hazard signs by the stopbank warning about toxic blue-green algae in river & lagoon waters.

Riverbank backtracking & avoiding stopbank return, I returned to my car at Milford Huts via river shingle, gravel Wareing Rd & tarsealed Milford Lagoon Rd, the latter roughly parallel to the stopbank.

Note: As Milford Huts were built close to Milford Lagoon, Opihi River mouth, Pacific, the town was in danger from coastal inundations by high tides, river flooding, tsunami. Town noticeboard & tsunami danger signs gave warnings.

Copyright Mark JS Esslemont.

Mt Guy Climb, Hakatere Conservation Park

Thursday 07.12.23. Sunny, breezy morning, rain showery afternoon, Mt Somers vicinity. I drove 110km from Pleasant Point via Geraldine, Mayfield, Mt Somers, Ashburton Gorge to Lake Clearwater in Hakatere Conservation Park to climb Mt Guy, 1319m, overlooking Lake Clearwater & surrounded by Alpine peaks.

My climb stats: From Lake Clearwater carpark, 11km, 7h return. 600 vertical metres climb. (5.5km, 3.5h ascent to summit cairn. 5.5km, 3.5 descent back to carpark). Excl in stats, half hour lunch & pic break by the summit cairn. A full day's hike.

The DOC pole-marked track had various DOC signs enroute. The farm track from the carpark skirted SE end of Lake Clearwater to a Pringle memorial bench near a footbridge at the lake outlet. NE end of Lake Clearwater, beyond the footbridge, the track led to a stile from where the climb began through tussock, becoming steeper through matagouri scrub beside a rocky gully. About halfway up, the track became very steep sidling up & over rocky outcrops to ease over summit tussock with grand Alpine & lake views from the summit cairn.

Anticlockwise, Some lakes & mountains seen enroute: Lake Clearwater, Lake Camp, Harper Range, Lake Emma, Mt Peel, Coal Hill, Moorhouse Range, Trinity Hill, Ashburton Gorge, distant Canterbury Plains, Mt Barrosa, Clent Hills, Mt Somers Range, Winterslow Range, Taylor Range, Dogs Range, hidden tarns in tussocklands at mt bases, The Pyramid, Mt Potts, Mt Sunday (Edoras, Lord of the Rings fame), snowy D'Archiac, The Thumbs, snowy Main Divide, Two Thumbs Range, Rangitata River headwaters, Ben McLeod Range...

Fauna seen: Black swans in Lake Clearwater; 1 pipit, I imitated its whistle keeping it company a while; 1 butterfly; skinks; grasshoppers, flies.

Flora: Tussock grassland; matagouri; small, white flowering celmisias; bigger celmisias; speargrass; yellow flowering bulbinella; creamy flowering snowberries; white flowering pentachondra pumila, some red berries trackside; yellow flowering buttercups; pale blue flowering wahlenbergias; broom; scleranthus; drachophyllum; craspedias; scabweeds... Also yellow flowering hieracium hawkweed, seen from lakeside to mt top, thanks to past stockfarming.

As on previous hikes over the years I found DOC signs wishful thinking regarding walk times & distances. DOC didn't reckon on lengthy zig-zagging needed to avoid plant, mud, rock & scree obstacles. An example, DOC sign by the stile below Mt Guy: Mt Guy Summit 2 km / 1 hour 15 min.

My reckoning from stile to summit, as per 2 fitness apps on my Cell: 3km / 2h 45 min. (Same for ascent & descent climbs).

Patchy Cell coverage: Midday, I texted & phoned my wife from Mt Guy summit, no problems. But enroute texts I sent from Lake Clearwater carpark & half way up Mt Guy were undelivered.

Copyright Mark JS Esslemont.

Lake Clearwater, Hakatere Conservation Park

Wed 15.03.23. Hiked round Lake Clearwater, 14km, 4.5h. Anniversary of Christchurch mosques attacks.

From our Pleasant Point home, via Mt Somers, through Ashburton Gorge & Hakatere Potts Rd, Lake Clearwater was about 110km.

Parallel glacier formed lakes, Lake Camp & Lake Clearwater, popular holiday lakes, were surrounded by Alps: Mt Guy 1319m N side & Mt Harper Range 1829m S side dominated Lake Clearwater. Eastwards, passing through Ashburton Gorge from Mt Somers, I'd driven past Mt Barrosa 1364m which I'd climbed pre Covid19 lockdowns. NW of Mt Guy were grand autumn views of Dogs Range, The Pyramid 1748m & Mt Potts 2184m which had featured in Lord of the Rings movie. Further W were clear views of higher Alpine peaks at the head of Rangitata River.

Lake Clearwater circuit walk: At Lake Clearwater village, I parked my car at the lakeside carpark near the campsite. Walking eastwards along a farm track marked by DOC poles, I passed 2 fishermen & their SUVs & a memorial bench at the east end of Lake Clearwater. I crossed a wooden footbridge over the lake outlet stream. I walked a farm track on the N bank below glacial terraces on Mt Guy S flank. There were various side tracks for fishing spots on the lake shore & a track junction for those wanting to climb Mt Guy. Passing an island, I had grand views of Lake Clearwater village on the S shore, below Harper Range. Some Alpine plants seen enroute: matagouri bushes, porcupine bushes, Pentachondra pumila, Scleranthus, white flowering gentians, spear grass, tussock grassland. Due to stock farming, lots of high country, including Lake Clearwater environs was covered in Hieracium hawkweed. W end of the lake I saw waterfowl: ducks, paradise shelducks & black swans whose wings clapped against the water when they took off & flew low over the lake.

W end of Lake Clearwater, I reached a swamp with numerous swamp plants soaking up Alpine waters. A grass featured on a DOC info board by the swamp:

24/7 workers on the job here.

Wetland plants never stop working and Carex specta / pukio is a standout.

They are a flood controller, helping to hold excess water then releasing it slowly. With a big sreading root sytem they trap sediments and pollutants.

Nothing is wasted - their old leaves drop into the water providing food for invertebrates. They in turn feed fish and birds.

Working for us forever.

As long as we keep pukio around, they'll stay on the job. They can grow large and live over 100 years...

A DOC raised boardwalk & duckboards let me to wander over the swamp without getting my boots wet. Westwards, there were grand views of the high Alps & eastwards, magnificent views of the swamp & Lake Clearwater. Thistles amongst swamp plants spoiled the conservation idea. Therereafter, as it was midday hot without any breeze across the lake, I rejoined Hakatere Potts Rd at a DOC carpark to enjoy an easterly breeze all the way back to Lake Clearwater village.

Copyright Mark JS Esslemont.

The Long & Winding Road, Mt Nessing, Hakataramea Valley

Tues 21.02.23. A scorching day in the Hakataramea Valley: 6am, I drove off from Pleasant Point, I wanted to climb a bit of Mt Nessing from Hakataramea Valley.

Pleasant Point - Cave - Fairlie - Burkes Pass - Dog Kennel Corner to Haldon Rd: Rollesby Range, Mackenzie Pass, Dalgety Range left, Grampian Range right, Hakataramea Pass Rd, drove over several rocky fords both sides of Hakataramea Pass top, 947m. 2017. I had summitted Dalgety Range & Grampian Range, different tramps.

After 115 km drive, at the N end of Hakataramea Valley I parked at the DOC carpark beside the road. A DOC sign:

Access to
Hunters Hills
Conservation Area

The DOC Conservation Area was a water catchment area where waters gathered from Dalgety Range, Grampian Range, Hunter Hills including Mt Nessing in the form of Hakataramea River & tributaries like Dalgety Stream & Longden Stream... Thus the DOC Conservation Area was a mix of Hakataramea River, dry & wet creek beds, low river terraces, river terrace grassland, bogs & in places impassable matagouri scrub.

My Topo50 map showed a farm track going up one of the western ridges of Mt Nessing, 1601m. Boots wet, after wading across Hakataramea River, I found the track was unmarked by DOC poles. I had to scout a bit: over a fence, river terraces, knee high grassland & prickly matagouri before I found the farm track which crossed the cachment area then zigzagged up the Mt Nessing Ridge. The farm track was also covered in knee high grass, first through matagouri scrubland then alpine vegetation, like tussocks & speargrass. Just below 900m height the farm track curved downhill to a farm fence marked on my map. My tramping logic would've been to follow the fence-line all the way to the top of Mt Nessing. Wishful thinking!

As it was scorching hot, I stopped climbing at a high point just above the farm road top curve, 860m, Grid ref: BZ17 153843. Grand views: farmsteads & green farmlands in Hakataramea Valley & views of snowless ranges: Hunters Hills, Dalgety, Grampian, Kirkliston, Benmore, Kurow. I could've climbed another trackless, 100 vertical metres to a higher part of the Mt Nessing ridge, but the February heat was dangerous, a cooling breeze, disguising my dehydration. I'd already quaffed 1.5l Coke during 2 hours' climbing. It was time to return to my car.

I drove the rest of Hakataramea Valley, about 60 kms, to Kurow where I had pie & Coke at Te Kohurau Cafe. I drove back to Pleasant Point via Waitaki Valley, Waimate & Timaru.

My climb stats:

* Height: 300 vertical m from Hakataramea River bed, partly up a Mt Nessing ridge.
* Return time: 3 h. (2h up, 1 h down).
* Distance: 9 km.
* Emergency communication: No cell phone coverage, text message undelivered, at the DOC carpark. But I was able to text my wife from the farm track a short way up Mt Nessing. Oddly, Spotify music played via my cell phone directly to my cochlear implant, was perfect, all the way. The Long & Winding Road my favourite. I don't carry a locator beacon, too expensive.
* Circular road trip: 300km.

Copyright Mark JS Esslemont.

Mount Studholme Rd, Waimate District

Valentines Day 14.02.23. Along Waimate Hunter Rd, then Upper Hook Rd, I drove 13 km NW from Waimate to Mt Studholme Rd, a dirt road going steeply up a Hunter Hills ridge to Mt Studholme summit, 1085m. A red skull & crossbones, pesticide threat sign by the roadside farm gate:

WARNING POISON

Potassium cyanide

DO NOT touch bait
WATCH CHILDREN at all times...
DEADLY TO DOGS...

NZ farmers & foresters were a poisonous lot, happily poisoning or hunting verminous animal & plant species. Never mind copious amounts of Roundup sprayed on gardens & road verges!

The left upside of Mt Studholme Rd (forestry area?) was like a war zone, dead vegetation completely grey-sprayed to hell for 2 km farmside of the foothills road, till I parked my car by a farm / forestry(?) fence at the DOC bush area. A DOC sign:

Mt Studholme Conservation Area

Road suitable for 4WD vehicles only

In a roadside ditch near the DOC sign lay 2 animal skeletons, so hunters had been busy in the hills.

I trekked up the rocky, zigzag road for an hour odd through native bush, passing roadside native plants like Pseudopanax 5 fingers, Tutus, Hebes, Coprosmas, Pittosporums... Roadside, there were exotic plants too, like gorse, thistles, broom, foxgloves, wooly mulleins... DOC didn't spray the roadside exotics. The higher I trekked up Mt Studholme Rd the better the view: bushy ravines both sides of the road; low clouds, green farmlands & Pacific eastwards; Gunns Bush & Waimate southwards; Hook Bush & Mt Cecil northwards; low clouds scudding over Mt Studholme summit westwards, last gasp of Cyclone Gabrielle which had devastated the N Island, causing widespread slips & flooding.

Above the bushline, for another hour odd, I trekked up the rocky road through tussockland, mostly tussocks interspersed with spear grass, Dracophyllum & stunted flax. Notable were Celmisia white daisies by roadside rocky cuttings. I had missed NZ Alpine plants in their natural state over the last couple of years, due to Covid-19 restrictions, my Cochlear Implant op at St Georges Hospital, Christchurch & hearing rehab (2021) & my catching Covid flu (2022). My fitness training walks around Pleasant Point gone to waste!

Midday. Mt Studholme summit views: N & S over Hunter Hills; SW Waimate; E farmlands & Pacific; W Pentland Hills & Campbell Hills, gouged by Waihao River below. I didn't continue along the summit road or explore cycle tracks, as last gasp, Cyclone Gabrielle was threatening lowering clouds. The summit mast & two locked electrics cabins were already rattling in the wind so it was time to get off the mountain, soon covered in mist & sporadic rain showers. On a locked door a final threat sign:

CHORUS

Operational Area

This is a Multiple Hazard Area

Wear Test Specific PPE!
Beware Trip Hazards!
Beware Exposed Live Metal Low Voltage DC!
Heed Posted Warning Signs!

From the DOC sign 2 km up Mt Studholme Rd, my walk stats:

Time 4.5h return (2.5h up, 2h down).
Return Distance 11km.
Height climbed 700 vertical metres.

Copyright Mark JS Esslemont

Gunns Bush Track near Waimate

Sat. 04.01.23. Waitangi Weekend. I drove about 10kms from Waimate along Parsonage Rd, Waimati Hunter Rd, Upper Hook Rd, Gunns Bush Rd to DOC conserved Gunns Bush.

Gunns Bush Track beside Gunns Bush Creek undulated in a string & baloon walk up the creek valley, crossing several smaller tributary streams, enabled by a muddy / rocky track, boardwalks & a wooden pedestrian bridge. Distance: slightly less than 6 km. It took me 2.5 hours with lots of flora & avifauna stops en route. Notable were bird calls, old mans beard fungus, sphagnum moss, understorey ferns & bigger tree ferns. There were lots of whiteywoods & old tree fuschias too. From the small DOC carpark, about 1km from the track start, a fine old matai can been seen just off track.

Copyright Mark JS Esslemont.