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“WHERE’S HELGE?” Shaun asked.
I looked up from the stove, concerned. We had all spent the morning on a quick there-and-back trip from Carrington Hut to Waimakariri Falls Hut.
On the descent, Helge, being fitter and faster, had gone ahead as we neared the White River.
It wasn’t until I was back at Carrington Hut, preparing to get the billy on the gas cooker, that I thought, ‘Where’s Helge?’, and
