After a long and oh so pleasant day of tramping, I finally reached George Sound as sunset was approaching.  It's supposed to be a ten-hour day but I'm not sure how long it took me.  I stopped to relax, drink water, sit by the streams, gaze down the valleys from the saddle on high, and generally took in everything I could.  I had a pretty good what lay ahead and roughly planned on arriving later in the day.  No need to hurry up so I can sit in the hut.

The sound was gentle and smooth, the skies beautiful, and the shadows of the evening ever so pleasant.  Here is a similar picture from the first George Sound tramp.