BACK ON BREWSTER
As the gradient levelled out, I stated the obvious: “It’s not the true summit!”
Regrettably, the false summit on which we stood was a tantalising 30 horizontal metres away and a mere 10m lower than Mt Brewster’s true summit, but between us and it lay a narrow snow ridge with sheer drops either side.
“Time to get that rope out,” my companion Piotr Nowak stated with equal obviousness.
Our trip had started at 3am in Christchurch the day before, though really, for me, it had been four
