As her tramping club one by one navigated a large boulder blocking the track, doubt crept into Sharon Boulton’s mind.
She watched the way their backs twisted as each group member eased around the obstacle, and her uncertainty grew – her back might not move that way.
If it didn’t, she might get stuck, or worse, fall.
It was the first outing of a week-long trip with her club – a day walk to Carol Hut in Arthur’s Pass National Park – and Boulton didn’t want to spoil the day with an avoidable accident.
“The drop off either side would compromise the safety of anyone who would come to my aid as well as my own, should sudden pain and loss of movement inflict itself,” she says.
Boulton has struggled with certain core movements since a horse-riding accident ruptured a disc in her back 35 years ago.
She was advised by doctors to ‘take it easy’, but as an active farmer with a love of the outdoors, she found the advice hard to follow and eased herself into tramping.
As she progressed from day trips to overnight trips, even her surgeon was surprised at her improvements – but her injury never fully recovered, and Boulton knew her limitations.
Seldom has her injury held her back, but the route to Carol Hut had her beaten, and with tears welling in her eyes, she was forced to make a decision every tramper dreads.
“I had to turn back as I watched the rest of my party carry on,” she says.
“Reminding myself of all the wonderful tramps I have completed with fantastic people, along with my surgeon telling me I’m lucky to be able to walk at all, put life in perspective.”
Boulton decided she would wait on the track while the other club members continued to the hut for lunch, collecting her on their return.
If the weather deteriorated as expected, she would meet the group back at the car.
Boulton was prepared for the conditions, but with bad weather closing in, she started the walk back, keeping her safety training at the forefront of her mind.
“[When you find yourself] suddenly alone, it’s easy to think of taking a shortcut as loneliness can set in,” she says. “The track looks completely different when you’re on your own and at one point I scrambled under a large tree that had fallen across the track, and came out off-track.”
As she made her way back to the route, her friends caught up with her.
Boulton has no regrets about turning back, and enjoyed the rest of her tramping club trip.

