Armed with enough Ginger Nuts to feed the NZ army, we headed out early for our epic 8 hour Glacier walking trip and were welcomed by perfect weather with the clouds and rain of the previous day thankfully not present. Laden with all our required kit, we headed to the glacier and put ourselves in the ‘fit and keen’ fast group with guide ‘very fit and very keen’ Asa. After a quick assent up a rock mountain we got on the glacier proper where for the next 6 hours we hiked, traversed, rappelled, climbed and absolutely loved the Glacier. With Asa cutting us steps when required and getting us lost when not, we saw and went through various caves and crevasses of the Franz Josef Glacier which even the photos don’t do justice (even with my uber cool new lime green camera).
Night 8 of sleeping in the car took place beside the beautiful Lake Wanaka, where we decided to kill a few hours on route to Queenstown with a stroll along the lake with striking views to boot. Arriving in Queenstown signalled the start of a crazy 48 hour period. Queenstown is known as the ‘Adrenaline Capital of the World’ and doesn’t disappoint with the activities offered and by far the best nightlife in NZ so far. After grabbing some free soup in a hostel that wasn’t ours (bit cheeky but all good) we headed to World Bar for their notorious cocktail teapots and a few free drinks for being an organ donor. Also met up with a girl that we met at the free soup that is to join us later in the week for some road tripping.
Steve spent the morning horse trekking. Steve... ‘Really great fun and a great way to soak up some scenery. Even managed a few trots without falling off Mojo, the largest horse in the paddock, who was gifted to me for the mornings jaunt. Felt like Aragon after half an hour or so, we are certainly in the right place for it, though after a couple of hours my groin was quite glad other modes of transport have become more popular.’
Then it was Bungy Time! See dedicated bungy blog post to come......
The last few hours were spent at a much slower pace, thank god, in which we undertook some Frisbee golf, with the world’s worst Frisbees, and watch some Lawn Bowls whilst soaking up the
sun before deciding to head toward Lake Te Anau, suitably shattered, for the best fish and chips this side of the Rose Green Fryery and night 9 in the car! This night proved to be horrific with sub zero temperature felt in the car that even our stolen duvet couldn’t resist, cue engine revving at 4oc in the morning for some heat! Next up Milford Sound.......
Hi Stu,
ReplyDeleteI showed grandad the pics of your bungey jump last night!
He like me questioned your sanity and what ever you are on can you bring some home for us PLEASE?
Regards
Dad