No complaints, still sunny.

If John's reading this, we'll never ever complain about snoring again after a night next to the Jolly Pole, a nice chap, but not a good room mate.
Woke to clear sky and sunrise over Ngauruhoe through our tiny window, and easy walk to Waihohonu Hut, only a few years old and like a palace, wooden terraces, picnic tables and plenty of space. The usual outside loo, but only about 50 metres away. Found a giant spider, possibly relative of Shelob, with a cicada in her web, & they're big. Too early to stop, so a short walk up to the old (1906) hut, with photos of spiffing chaps arriving in a horse&cart, then skiing on wooden skis in tweed plus-fours and jackets. At the back of the hut a separate Ladies' bunkhouse for the intrepid few. Next stop, the Ohinapango springs 1/2 an hour away, a fully grown river slides out of the shrubbery in a large basin, where the porous ash collects it over a layer of bedrock. Many smaller seeps for the same reason. Back to the hut seconds before the predicted drizzle starts, then doesn't bother.
Forecast for rain&gales tomorrow.