OK. Here we go; this will be a bit of a memory dump so bear with the length of this.
We flew in with Bill Black in his famous "Jet Black" Bell Ranger. He then went on to pick up a Conservation crew on Resolution Is. Normally us impecunious student types could never have afforded such a wonderful flight, but Bill 'backloaded' us for free! He dropped us off on the range between Dusky and Wet Jacket Arm somewhere around pt1072. (What a smooth operator Bill was, I clearly recall how precise and planned the whole flight was from Manapouri, not one single unnecessary climb or maneuver.)
We camped a three nights on the NE ridge of Mt Forster in a small sheltered tussock gully. Several evenings I recall sitting on the summit gazing out over the entrance of Dusky and Resolution in sunsets I would remember forever.
Moving east I think we spent about a week at a remarkable spot on range between pt 1072 and pt 795 which had some geology that got Chris very excited. Progress back east along the range is pretty straightforward until at least pt1149. Easy travel, lots of great campsites especially just tucked into the beech at treeline. Lake 754 is in a very striking location and I think we climbed at least to pt 1205 as a side trip. Maybe Chris went further along that side ridge if I recall right.
From pt 1149 we headed toward Mt Pender and camped just at bushline in the most delightful spot ever somewhere close to the stream that heads steeply down to Lake 378. Most nights we had a resident weka somewhere near the camp, that time it came right into the tent at dawn and stalked right over our sleeping bags with just like it owned the place!
The descent into the valley east of Mt Pender was pretty challenging. Logically we would have dropped off somewhere near where the streamline is marked, it started out OK but about halfway down in the beech forest we had to abseil three rope lengths to get down safely! Part of the problem was the extremely heavy packs full of rock samples we had that limited our ability to scout around for a better route. I was carrying a good length of 9mm rope for just this possibility and it certainly justified itself at this spot. In hindsight I can't openly recommend this route, but on the other hand I am still here to tell the tale.
Once safely down this stretch the rest was easy beech forest. All morning we had been hearing a deer recovery chopper working the head of this valley and they were using the swampy area near Lake 378 to stage the deer. It occurred to me that if I could catch them at the right moment I might bludge a lift up out of the valley and save ourselves a very hard afternoons climb. So I started running, yes running, with a full pack through the last few hundred metres when I heard them land. A very surprised chopper crew looked at this madman burst from the bush sweating and blowing like a crazy thing, and agreed to give us a lift up the other side to a spot just at bushline due west of pt1361. Not many people can boast of hitching a ride in a chopper!
Here Chris had arranged for a food dump to be left there much earlier in the season and we gleefully swapped packs full of rock samples for fresh food. Then we headed up to the saddle NE of pt1361. I recall a 100m section of very steep tussock, but in the dry it was safe enough. Then Chris revealed some magic that isn't obvious on the map but he had spotted on his hi res satellite pics, a fabulous ramp right across the sheer western face under pt 1361. Rock face above and below all the way, but it turned out to be a fantastic shortcut. Only a route for the fit and experienced though.
We then crossed over at the saddle between pt1361 and pt1303 and dropped into the small hanging valley on the east side where we found an excellent biv under a big boulder. If anyone goes there, my rockwork 'improvements' may still be found.
After another five more days of productive rockbashing Chris decided it was getting late in the season (this was the end of March) and an unexpected snowfall could cause us problems. From here the range southwest down to Supper Cove hut took us a whole day via pts 1303, 1348 and then down via pt1016 to the hut itself. I don't recall anything overly difficult that day, but then again none of this is easy or safe tramping territory. Keep in mind we had the luxury of time and plenty of food. Often we would barely move 3km in a day, and if we struck a navigation problem we could muck about until we found a better way.
After three seasons in Dusky Chris had become exceptionally confident navigating and moving about in this terrain ... I was just his cook, load carrier, and enthralled audience each evening as he would relate to me all the things he had worked on that day, and how the structural geology he was mapping formed the bones of the land we were mere specks clinging to.