Superlatives are running out. Weather held for a venture up to near the base and surrounds. Clouds are magic. The Tasman Glacier is retreating at an astonishing 400+metres per year.
Category: New Zealand
The roads here are uncomplicated. There aren’t many choices. Retrace to Queenstown, turn right and over another pass, down to Twizel. That’s 240km ish.
Not before stopping at the spectacle of a fine 1880 suspension bridge, renovated by a percentage of the funds raised by the people who pay to jump off it. An easy 200NZD parted with.
Resistance is not futile. Twizel is. It’s twinned with Fort William as a transit town. Built originally to house dam workers for some massive, as in massive, hydro electric schemes, it is now booming. Well property prices anyway. No wifi in our overspill available, though it is a rather superior shed.
80km down a dead end road out of Te Anua, via the river Cleddau, gets you to Milford Sound. A popular spot for many Asian tourists who enjoy the 1.5hour cruise eating their lunch below deck. This leaves lots more room on the outside deck for the rest of us to appreciate the fiord. Today it belied the weather forecast of rain. Just hanging clouds offsetting hanging valleys.
A remote place, Fiordland. No misspelling. Larger than Yellowstone and Yosemite combined and still mainly pristine.
Ascent of Rocky Mountain with views of Diamond Lake teed the day up nicely. Then over the Crown Pass – between the Western and Southern Areas – surfaced only in 2000. One to return to, to cycle down its many scary hairpins. Only after fitting new brake blocks and stopping to change them half way down the 1000m descent towards Queenstown. Continue reading “John Denver, Day 18”
Mount Roy arises from the shores of Lake Wanaka. A 16km path zig zags to the 1580m summit. We had weather on our side. Cool and misty on the way up, clearing to bright sunshine on the descent. As the mist lifted you appreciate why Wanaka is such a honeypot. Azure lakes complete with green mountain ridges.
The strange sight of rose hips lined the route for a good part of the way up. That together with the sheep and rabbits are a reminder of how the settlers have influenced the land. Add to that the grape vines along the shore.
A green and pleasant land. At least on glorious sunny days like today.
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