Summiting Mitre Peak, New Zealand in one day was a bit of mish. 110% worth it (maths was never a strong point). We decided last minute on a drive from Queenstown to Milford Sound that it was the activity for us with a perfect weather window forecast for the next day. Many people make this a two-day journey but with only one fine day, we decided we would pack light and travel fast. We had all the kit to make it happen including white water kayaks to journey across the Sound to the steep, snaking ridge. Alpine start, sunrise paddle & a very rough, barely marked steep bush track lead to a super enjoyable but very exposed scramble. Did I mention very exposed? Vast, near vertical drop offs on either side of the ridge meant a stumble would lead to a very long tumble. Snow tussock in some spots was your best anchor and one section was called Razor Knife Ridge (I tightened my boots for this one). Waterfalls & alpine peaks kissed clouds as far as you could see. We stayed on the summit long enough to high five, break out a snack & a selfie before the careful journey down. Arrived back at our kayaks on dark to find the water was no longer the calm flat we’d enjoyed early morning. Swell & wind had kicked up & my arms were barely functioning, you could have mistaken them for wet tea towels. I’d used a lot of energy to make it out of the thick bush before dark. Paddling in the pitch black with our little river runners in the crashing salty sea water I was very humbled. In the torchlight, your imagination has room to envisage things going wrong and was struggling to control my boat – between you and me, my eyes may have generated a wee bit of their own salty water. Super stoked, knackered & proud to crawl into comfy tent 17 hours after crawling out of it. We called it a tea, cards & cafe-crawl rest day after this.