Faith in humanity (2)

Anyone who knows me well will recall an occasion or two when I have 'misplaced' something, usually my keys or wallet. Once more I have been overwhelmed by the good nature of the people that share this wonderful world. Warren, you are a legend!
After giving Ken a few surf pointers in the morning and a spot of fine dining over in Charteris Bay (thanks Jane) I sped to Arthurs Pass for the night. It was wildly windy so I didn't get as much sleep as I could but what the hell, you are in the mountains, there is a rainbow encapsulating the valley and the promise of sunshine is just around the corner.
The Hawden Valley tramp is a great stroll; a chance to stretch legs that have been cooped up under a desk for too long. It is also a great opportunity to drop your wallet on the banks of the river and wander off without a clue. Imagine my frustration, having torn Heathrow apart (twice) and just about unstitched my pack in an effort to find it. All the stupid places that you check - just in case. As if.
Returning to Chch I canceled my cards and the next day, after work, borrowed some money, filled the car and sped back to the mountains. My plan was to walk the first 20 mins of the track again with my fingers crossed. 2 minutes before cellphone coverage vanishes and the heady peaks tower down on you I get a call saying that a chap found it and is in Chch. So once again Warren, thank you, you little ripper!