I booked us onto the cruise the next morning and it was a glorious day. The cruise is about an hour and a half and we saw the waterfalls, seals and a mountain called Mitre peak which rises over a mile straight from the sea. A very impressive and beautiful place, if you ever in NZ you should definitely make the effort and go. When we drove out of the sound and headed back towards Queenstown we soon realised that last night it had snow pretty hard. Yes the photo of me standing in the snow is just outside Milford and i am wearing flip flops and shorts, not the brightest button. We got up to Queens town and i was freezing cold so we decided to stay in a hostel to freshen up and have a night away from the van.
The next morning we got up and checked out and headed up to Wanaka which is the second largest lake in NZ. Again we we're mega lucky with the weather so I went for a walk around the lake and just out listening to the water lap against the shore. NZ is such a picturesque place, you could take millions of photo which i have to a degree. After a few hours in Wanaka we continued north up the west coast towards the glaciers and a small town called Haast. We stopped for tea in Haast and popped into the towns supermarket which is, a restaurant, a bar, an inter net cafe and a supermarket ( i was pretty impressed with this). We got to Fox glacier and made the bed and went to sleep.
The next morning was cold, really really cold to the point where there was ice on the inside of the windows. I couldn't believe it. Tom and i walked to a few view points around the glacier taking photos and larking about until we decided to continue north to Franz Joseph glacier. We did pretty much the same thing as the fox glacier but when we got back from the walk to the terminal face of the glacier (which moves a massive 40 cm a day!) we decide to stop and get a bit more civilised so we had tea and crumpets! After the brunch we continued up the coast towards picton stopping a little town to have a look a wildlife center and to feed eels that were about 110 years old. Eels are horrible, it was fun feeding them but seeing them all slithering and swimming over each other was gross. We also saw a kiwi which was a high light because there are less than 25,000 left in the wild because cats, dogs and ferrets. I think they are the craziest birds I've ever seen, evolution hasn't been kind to these birds. We left the wildlife center and stopped to watch the sunset on the cliffs before bedding down in a car park on the top of the cliffs.
The next morning we went back to the pancake rocks and blow holes just south of where we had stayed the night before. Pancake rocks are essentially layers of rocks that are packed really tight together making them look like a stack of pancakes. We drove for a good few hours until we got to a little town on the north coast. We had hot dogs for tea and stayed at Patons rock which was an amazingly beautiful place to camp.
Day 8 (the day of danger and a near death experience) and half way through the road trip, we went to a springs which has the clearest water in the southern hemisphere and that was not understatement you could see from one side of the spring to the other using a upside down periscope. We decided to stay another night and do a bike ride over the mountains. We'd booked into a hostel because we'd need a good nights sleep after this leisurely bike ride that we had planned. we rented the bikes and booked the buss to take us to the start of the Rameka track. The track began really easy, a 40 or so minutes ride up a hill followed by a easy but nice cruise down a dirt road to the Hamama hole which was extremely deep and very scary when you walking on icy rocks to see over the edge. I'd imagine it must have been 100 meters deep. We cycled back up the track and stopped at a frozen lake to try and smash the ice which didn't happen but we had a dam good time trying. We got back to the track and started heading up the hill in the opposite direction when we bumped in Bernie and Mark. Bernie and Mark must have been about forty and as soon as I had started to talk to them they made out that if we didn't follow them down a track there would be a good chance that we would be spending the night up this mountain and i was only in shorts and t-shirt. I obviously panicked and followed the guys down a track. They were flying ahead of Tom and I and the urgency of the situation to get of the mountain began to swirl around my head and i got worried, very worried. The track we rode down was about a foot wide with a drop off to the left that was a minimum of 6 foot at all times. At one point Tom fell down the back but he was fine if not a little shaken up. It took about an hour and a half to get out of the forest and the sun had set and it was beginning to get dark. The get back to there car it was a 6 kilometer ride down another dirt road and by this time i was freezing cold. In the end we got safely back to the car and back to the village. Bernie and Mark had a good laugh of our lack of preparation, knowledge and skill of what we were doing. They told us that the difficulty of the track we'd just completed was a 3 out of 5. we dropped the bikes back and left there company, great guys in all fairness. The said we would have been another 3 or so hours on the mountain if they hadn't followed them. Good bless you boys.
We had a few beers that evening and watched the All blacks beat the French. I won a free jug of beer in the pub for predicting the score. I left like a baby that night but my knees and bum were killing that evening and the next few days.
Tom and I left the next morning and headed east to Nelson to stay in another hostel and get some stuff done. The Green Monkey was a small but really well managed hostel, they bloke who owned it was a great guy and even put his welsh shirt on to make Tom and I feel at home. We had a bumper meal and an early night. When we left town the next day we stopped at the center of NZ and the place where the first game of rugby was played in NZ, i think it was 1840. Today we started our journey south to get back to Queenstown. We ended up booking into a hostel on the coast called the dusky lodge where we partook in a stop of deep sea fishing. The boat was small and the swell was considerably larger but it was still fun. I'm not sure what we were catching but I do know that we caught loads of fish. A couple of Albatrosses bobbed about within a meter of the boat and on the way back to land we say dolphins which was just amazing. The captain of the boat (Nubs) gave us a cray fish which supposedly coast about 70 dollars but when Tom and I cooked it, neither of us rated it that highly that we'd pay 70 cents for for the thing. We left the hostel the day after the fishing adventure and headed inland to Hanmer Springs. The springs are basically a lot of pools that range in temperature from 36 to 41 degrees. However they do all have one thing in common. They STINK of sulphur which as you can imagine gets rather wearing after an hour or so. We continued down towards Christchurch and stayed just outside the city limits because its easier to find somewhere to sleep. The next morning we drove into Christchurch and wondered around the city looking in bookshops and looking for a cinema to watch Angels and Demons (which i thought was a great film). We had a drink in the biggest sports bar in NZ. We used the Internet and worked out that all the hostels in Queenstown had no rooms because the Friday would be the start of the winter festival. We worked out that we would had to go back to Queenstown to do the bungey jump that we had a BOGOF for. We drove from Christchurch towards Queenstown and stopped when we got too tired to drive anymore. We got into Queenstown and drove around looking for somewhere to stay as the car had to be back in 2 days. We found somewhere after a about 15 minutes of looking and booked in for the following 3 nights. We wondered into Queenstown from the car park and booked our bungy jump. Tom and i Stayed in the car that night. I went for a few beers with another couple that planned on staying in the same car park as Tom and I. I can't remember there names but they were great and they took me to a few places around Queenstown. Not sure what time i got back to the van but i do know the next day i woke up with a horrible case of man flu. The next few days have been just chilling out and exploring Queenstown, the van got back safe and sound.
All Blacks Verses France in Dunedin
Sunrise at the Otago peninsula
Mitre Peak at the Milford Sound
View across the lake in Wanaka
Franz Joseph glacier
Tea and crumpets at the glacier
The eels Tom and I feed
Another romantic sunset
Pancake rocks and the blowholes
The springs with the clearest water in the southern hemisphere
Tom after his little fall down the back while we were mountain biking
Tom and the Cray fish before cooking
