From the Saddle, it is a steep drop to the East Branch of the Sabine River which we followed to the fork with the West Branch, and then south up to Blue Lake and Lake Constance. We all had to rush up to see the magnificent reflection Alan & ?Gerant saw (but didn't photograph) on Constance, but the moment was lost!

From Blue Lake we headed back down the Sabine River to Sabine Hut on Lake Rotoroa. It was wet and alive with sandflies outside, and overcrowded with canoeing scouts inside. Our luck didn't change at Speargrass, where we found a badly designed fire, hunters who wanted to smoke and not enough bunks. David and I decided to walk out and stay at the St Arnaud Hotel that night, and collect the others from the road end the next day. Boy they stunk!