
About 2 or 3 million years ago, the collision between the Pacific and
Indo-Australian tectonic plates, meeting along the eastern edge of the
North Island, shaped vast areas of the country. A chain of pressure-fold
mountains was forced up, forming a chain from East Cape to Wellington, and
as the Pacific plate was forced down, its melted crust rose to the surface
and exploded out of the central North Island. That titanic collision is still
happening today and the result is the chain of volcanoes and thermal areas
stretching from Tongariro, Ruapehu and Lake Taupo to Rotorua and out to White
Island at sea. Recent sea-floor surveys have shown that there are undersea
volcanic mounts and thermal vents roughly in a line to the Kermadec Islands
and beyond towards Tonga.
Mt Tongariro (elevation 1968 metres) is a complex volcano of several craters
that have blown their way out of what was once probably a much larger mountain,
built up in eruptions over the last few hundred thousand years. It gave off
smallish clouds of ash in the 1800s and late 1920s, but the main activity in
recent times has come from the perfect cone which has grown out of an old
crater on Tongariro's southern slopes - Mount Ngauruhoe (elevation 2291 metres).
It's only 2,500 years old and quite active. In the 1950s it pumped fountains
of lava 300 metres into the sky and in 1967 sent glowing clouds of gas and ash
down its slopes. Since then it's been relatively quiet, just puffing out the
occasional cloud of gas or ash.

Maori tradition tells that Ngatoro-i-rangi caused fire to come to the
mountains. He was the tohunga or high priest of the Te Arawa canoe,
which had travelled from the ancestral Maori homeland of Hawaiki. While
he was exploring the area with his slave Auruhoe, he stocked Lake Taupo
with fish through magic incantation and then climbed Mt Tongariro to
claim the region for his tribe. A blizzard blew up and he called to his
sisters in Hawaiki to send him fire. His words were carried there by the
wind. The name for the area, Tongariro, means carried away by the south
wind. The sacred flame they sent burst out firstly in the sea, creating
White Island, and then out of the land, forming the thermal areas around
Rotorua and Taupo, before finally bringing the cold mountains to roaring
life. The eruptions saved Ngatoro-i-rangi from the cold, but it was too
late for Auruhoe, after whom the mountain adjoining Tongariro is named.
A different version holds that Ngatoto-i-rangi sacrificed Auruhoe to the
gods, throwing her body into a crater.
Tongariro National Park was the country's first, dating from 1894. In the
late 1800s, Te Heuheu Tukino IV, paramount chief of the local Ngati
Tuwharetoa tribe, rightly saw the encroaching European colonists and
the desires of other tribes as a threat to the mountains, which were
sacred (tapu) to Ngati Tuwharetoa. Through the passion of his oratory
he convinced the other tribes not to claim the mountains, but feared
that the Europeans would get hold of them and cut them up into sheep
paddocks. In 1887, in an act of great vision, he gifted Mounts Tongariro,
Ngauruhoe and Ruapehu to the nation to become a national park and thus
preserved the sacred mountains of his people forever. In 1894 an act of
parliament was passed that created Tongariro National Park - the first
in New Zealand and the fourth such park in the world. Today it covers
over 80,000 hectares with a diversity of ecosystems, a network of tracks
and huts and three skifields. It is a deservedly popular area. The
crossing of Mt Tongariro is undertaken as a daywalk by hundreds of
people a day in summer, while in winter thousands of people flock to
the skifields of Ruapehu.

The current vegetation patterns in the park have been shaped over millenia
by successive eruptions. One of the most dramatic was an eruption of the
Taupo volcano (Lake Taupo is its crater) in 186 AD. This blasted the central
North Island with over 100 cubic kilometres of incandescent rock, ash and
pumice. Much of the vegetation was scoured from the park and a lot of the
rest was blanketed in metres of pumice. Forest has re-colonised some areas
of the mountains, but the harsh climate and strong winds have kept much of
the rest as scrublands or tussock. The eastern slopes are generally drier
and barer. This is partly because the prevailing winds bring rain from the
west or south-west (about 2,500 mm a year on those sides), whereas the
eastern side is mostly in the mountain's rain shadow and so receives very
little.
Being an alpine area, the park is prone to strong winds and sudden weather
changes. I recall reading about a backpacker who set off on a sunny day
wearing jeans. A southerly change with rain and icy winds caught him on
an exposed ridgeline. He became hypothermic and his body was found the
next day. From the warmth of Mangatepopo Hut I once watched the rescue
helicopter pick up one of a school group who had fallen and broken a limb
up on the side of Tongariro. It was a dark and icy-cold night and I bet
they were happy to see the helicopter's searchlight. Thousands of people
tramp in the park every year, especially on the 'Great Northern Circuit'
over Tongariro. This is a DOC Great Walk and you have to book a place in
the huts if you want to use them.
This is now more commonly done as a daywalk, but the route and timing
described here gives more time on and around the mountain. Starting at
Whakapapa and leaving our car in the Skotel carpark, we tramped for about
4 hours across broad plains of tussock and through steep, eroded gullies
to Mangatepopo Hut (24 beds). The track was badly eroded in places, which
made it a longer trip than the distance on the map would indicate. The
winds funnel between Tongariro and Ruapehu, so the tussock grass is always
rippling - one of my favourite sights.

From the Mangatepopo Hut there are magnificent views up the valley to
Tongariro and Ngauruhoe and the nearby lava cliffs of Pukekaikiore.
Staying at Mangatepopo often gets you an early wake up call, as climbers
heading for the summit of Ngauruhoe leave extremely early. The track
goes up the valley, beside bare lava flows from the 1950s eruption,
climbs steeply to the saddle and crosses the flats of South Crater.
Then there's a climb over the ridge next to the spectacular cleft of
Red Crater and down to the Emerald Lakes which get their colour from
minerals washed out of Red Crater.

From there the track skirts the expanses of Central Crater, passes Blue
Lake (another large old crater, now filled with cold water), and reaches
the northern side of the mountain with rippling golden tussock and expansive
views across Lake Rotoaira and the surrounding countryside to Lake Taupo.
Then an easy and short descent leads to Ketetahi Hut (24 beds), perched above
a steep valley and near hot springs of the same name. The Ketetahi hot
springs were highly valued by the Maori for their healing properties and
were not included in the original gift that formed the basis of the park.
When we did the crossing in May of 1991, we dropped our packs at the hut,
walked the 20 minutes to the springs, dug shallow pools and soaked away the
aches of the day. It was very difficult to rouse ourselves out and stagger
back to the hut for dinner and bed. Now, however, with the thousands of
people doing the crossing, the springs have suffered considerable erosion
and some disrespect, and have been placed off-limits by their Maori owners,
so a hot soak on the side of the mountain is no longer possible.
Our last day was an easy descent from Ketetahi Hut across tussock-clad slopes
to a sudden drop into forest and the carpark off National Park Rangipo Road,
where our pickup was waiting to shuttle us back to Whakapapa.
The mountains have a grandeur and strength of presence that words can't express
- you have to go there to feel it.