We set off in the beginning of May to finally see what everyone raves about when they visit New Zealand- the wild and rugged South Island. Since we were able to store some stuff at the house we’ve been living in, we were able to travel lighter- Theresa even convinced me to leave the guitar at home! However, traveling lighter does not always mean traveling faster, as we soon found out. But it does mean traveling more comfortably, especially since we slept most nights in the back of our trusty Mitsubishi Legnum. Here is a summary of a typical day on the road….
Waking to various sounds: gurgling rivers, rolling waves, morning birdsongs, cars cruising by, or rain tapping on the roof of the car. All bundled up in our sleeping bags beneath a heavy blanket to stay warm and rising to the reluctant, late autumn sun burning its way through the morning haze or sometimes no sun at all with heavy clouds there to stay for the duration of the day. We’d quickly change from nighttime thermals to our not so clean, worn everyday clothes- (me the same jeans for two weeks and t-shirts rotating every couple days) roll up our sleeping bags and thin air mattresses, fold the seats back to upright, rearrange backpacks, cooler, and suitcases. We got quite adept at this transformation of the Legnum from sleeping quarters back to means of transportation. Then we’d have a little cereal (it was cold enough for milk to stay unspoiled for a couple days with no ice) and head off to our first destination of the day. If there was a town nearby, our first stop was often a café for a little mocha or tea to start the day.
The lonely planet guidebook was our bible- telling of local hikes and sights to see. I-sites with friendly and informative folks pointing us in the right direction were helpful as well. Late mornings and afternoons were spent on various short hikes- through lush rainforests to view gushing waterfalls or huge, twisting Totara trees; along rugged beaches looking for fur seals and sea lions, keeping an eye out for dolphins; walking through small towns in parks amongst brilliant autumn colors or browsing the local shops. If we were disciplined enough, we subsisted on pbj sandwiches, granola bars, and sausage & cheese for lunch. When our cravings got the best of us it was savory meat pies with their flaky crusts and hearty fillings.
The days were short and slipped away quickly as we searched the DOC (Department of Conservation) booklet for a quiet and safe place to settle for the evening. This typically led us down winding gravel roads to a remote beach or lake, usually arriving in the dark. When the seats were folded down and the bed was made, dinner was cooked on our little camp stove- many grilled cheese sandwiches and cups of soup were consumed, with the occasional baked beans or heated up spaghetti and salad. Usually we ate in the tight, but cozy quarters of the Legnum- dinner in bed- but sometimes we dined outside, beneath the evening sky if the weather permitted. After some journal writing and reading it was bedtime.
The DOC sites were minimal, with just a pit toilet and a cold-water tap. So occasionally we treated ourselves to Holiday Parks and the comforts of a kitchen to cook slightly more complex and satisfying dinners- think burgers or fresh spaghetti-, flushing toilets, hot showers in the morning, and sometimes even a little television for some mind-numbing entertainment. Early on in the trip we splurged on some warm beds in a few backpackers (hostels) due to the non-stop rain, Theresa’s worsening cold, and the fact that our bank accounts were slightly less depleted at the beginning of the trip!
Highlights-
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| Seaside paradise- Kaikoura |
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| Fur Seal |
Kaikoura- Setting off on a clear, crisp autumn day (after a couple days of rain) leaving the vineyards of Blenheim with their colorful leaves clinging to the vines we drove over rolling hills to or first destination- the seaside town of Kaikoura, with its abundance of marine wildlife and rugged snowcapped mountains in the distance. Here we saw our first fur seals lazing about on the rocks at low tide as well as many sea birds. Walked up the peninsula track rising above the sea and then down into another bay which was filled with more fur seals soaking up the sun. Decided to walk back to the car park along the rocky coastline. But with the rising tide, high cliffs and a couple of seals blocking up the rapidly disappearing path along the coast, we decided to turn around and hike back up to the higher peninsula track. A beautiful day in Kaikoura and a perfect way to start our road trip!
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| Art Car in Oamaru |
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| Yellow-eyed penguin |
The next day found us walking the streets of Oamaru, exploring the historic district, checking out art galleries, learning about the local “steam-punk” movement, and admiring all of the beautiful old limestone buildings. I’m sure Theresa could have spent at least a week in this charming coastal town but with more sights to see down the road and our first sunshine in days, we were soon on our way…
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| Steampunk culture here is huge |
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| Steampunk art |
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| Moeraki Boulders |
Penguins coming ashore- After getting a taste of penguin viewing near Oamaru, we were keen to meet some more of these dignified, yet comical creatures as we pulled into Dunedin and the Otago Peninsula. Once we learned of a colony of small blue penguins nesting near the tip of the peninsula we made plans to view their evening arrival on the beach. And this time we got there early- actually about an hour early so we had plenty of time to find a comfortable place to sit and relax on some steps leading down to the beach. A few other tourists soon gathered near us as the sun went down and we continued to patiently wait. Then they came. Actually just one came at first. It swam ashore, waddled up the rocky beach and out of sight in the darkness. Before long we heard a little rustling in the beach grass nearby and soon after the little blue penguin walked right past my feet (I was standing at this point), near where Theresa was kneeling, and up the steps of the path that we had just been sitting on!
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| Blue Penguin |
By this time it was quite dark, but we were hoping to see a few more before we left. Just then a group of about 12 penguins came ashore and once again disappeared, blending in with the rocks and the darkness. Soon they also came rustling through the grass just to my left as I stood quiet and still, waiting for them to pass by me. But they didn’t. The first few stopped, presumably spooked by the tall man and woman and handful of giggling Asian tourists gathered near the pathway. Of course I thought it was the movement and noise coming from the Asian girls that had created this penguin traffic jam, since I was standing completely still and the previous penguin had practically walked right over my hiking shoes. But these penguins were not going for it. After a few minutes, I decided to move about 8 ft out of the way, opening up their path to the steps. And sure enough, along they came: a line of little blue penguins waddling right past us like a group of chattering kindergarteners on their way to the lunchroom. It was so dark at this point that we could actually hear and smell them better than we could see them! Quite a surreal moment! A few days later we had our most unimpeded look at a colony of penguins coming ashore as we watched and snapped photos in the clear daylight from a viewing shack near Nugget Point. But that night on the beach at the Otago Peninsula was our closest and definitely most exhilarating encounter with penguins!
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| Taeiri Gorge Railway |
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| Royal Albatross Chick |
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| Royal Albatross in flight |
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| Sampling beer at Speights Brewery in Dunedin |
Nearly stranded on the Otago Peninsula- Since Dunedin and the Otago Peninsula have a lot to offer in terms of sight-seeing we ended up spending three days there. Some of the highlights included a train ride up the scenic Taieri River Gorge, a tour and some beer tasting at the Speights Brewery, seeing a milk chocolate waterfall at the Cadbury factory, walking up the world’s steepest street, and viewing Royal Albatross soaring at the tip of the peninsula. We stayed a couple nights at a campsite on the peninsula and the morning we were getting ready to leave a gust of warm air was followed by some very intense winds. As we drove down to the road running along the bay and back to the mainland we saw some huge waves crashing up against the bank. We didn’t think too much of it at first since there was just a little water spraying up on the road. But as we made our way to the lower and more exposed sections of the road we saw the waves crashing violently over the road and scattering rocks from the shore all over the road. Rounding one bend we could see it would only get worse the further we drove. The thought of getting stuck with no place to turn around or worse, getting swept out to sea by a huge wave (as unlikely as it seems, the thought did cross our minds) combined with the van that had turned around in front of us kept us from completely rounding that bend. Instead we quickly backed up, turned around and drove back towards the campsite. Clearly the low, coastal road was not a viable option on this windy morning. Our only other option for getting off the peninsula was the winding and steep “Highcliff Rd,” so that’s the route we took. After maneuvering our way around some large broken branches in the road we eventually made it off the Otago Peninsula after a very exciting and somewhat frightening morning!
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| Cadbury Chocolate Factory |
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| Baldwin St.- the world's steepest street |
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| More Yellow Eyed Penguins making their evening arrival |
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| Nugget Point |
A sunrise in the Caitlins- The Catlins consist of a variety of isolated beaches, forests, and rolling hills in the southeastern part of the Island. On our first night there we rolled about 15 km along a gravel road to a DOC campsite on an isolated beach and spent a calm, relatively warm evening cooking and dining beneath the stars. In the morning we woke to an amazing sunrise over the South Pacific. After Theresa snapped a few photos she opened up the hatchback and we watched the day begin from the comfort of our bed/car.
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| Jurassic Era fossilized tree in Currio Bay |
The desolate southern coast- As we cruised around the southern tip of the island there were many sights to see including crashing waves, 180 million year old fossilized trees on the beach and walking through sheep pastures to the southernmost point at Slope Point. However, the most entertaining part of this portion came from observing sea lions engage in some kind of male dominace/mating show on the beach. After seeing numerous fur seals along the east coast we were in search of sea lions- particularly the immense adult males. We finally found them at Waipapa Point. And man did they put on a show for us. Typically fur seal/sea lion viewing does not involve seeing much action. But this group of six were very lively and feisty. It was difficult to tell exactly what was happening, but it seemed that there were a few females amongst them and the larger males were continuously charging, biting, and thrashing at each other trying to protect there harems. A very violent and entertaining show indeed- and thankfully none of them were seriously injured during the ordeal!
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| A playful dolphin in Milford Sound |
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| We found snow on the pass leaving Milford Sound |
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| Mirror Lake |
Bright moon in Queenstown- The clouds finally cleared as we drove out of Fiordland National Park and headed towards the scenic and adrenaline junky town of Queenstown. As was often the case, we arrived at or destination and were searching for a campsite in the dark. After driving nearly ten km along a gravel road we arrived at a lake surrounded by snowcapped mountains. As we were cooking up a little dinner we were greeted by a near-full moon rising above the mountains, illuminating our entire campsite and eliminating the need for a flashlight. In the morning we woke to blue sky and freezing temperatures. We took advantage of the clear skies and went for a hike up Queenstown Hill and enjoyed the 360 degree views of various mountain ranges and the vibrant Lake Wakatipu below. After spending an afternoon perusing the streets we left the tourist town with its countless gift-shops and bars behind.
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| Campsite near Queenstown |
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| Sculpture on Queenstown Hill- The Remarkable Mts in background |
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| Atop Queenstown Hill |
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| Walking to Franz Joseph Glacier |
A day on a glacier- The last leg of our trip involved a drive along the fabled west coast with its isolated beaches, small towns, greenstone, pesky sand-flies, and glaciers! We took a brief look at the Fox Glacier, but were unable to actually get on it without booking a tour. So the next day we booked a full day tour on Franz Joseph Glacier and set off early for an unforgettable experience. After hiking up the valley which was carved out by this retreating glacier, we strapped on our crampons and started exploring the immense chunk of ice. The glacier was a playground of pathways, clear flowing streams, massive boulders and chunks of ice, deep narrow crevasses, and even a few tunnels. Overall it was an other-worldly and surreal experience that neither one of us will ever forget!
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| Go Blazers! Maybe next year... |
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| On the glacier |
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| Entering a glacial tunnel |
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| Gathering water in glacial stream- the glacier acts as a natural filter |
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| Franz Joseph Township |
The rest of our trip involved a few stops along the coast, greenstone (jade) shopping, and listening to Simon and Garfunkel’s concert in the park as we made our way back to the vineyards of Blenheim, extremely road weary and ready for our warm, comfortable bed.
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| Our dashboard artwork collage |
The rest of our trip involved a few stops along the coast, greenstone (jade) shopping, and listening to Simon and Garfunkel’s concert in the park as we made our way back to the vineyards of Blenheim, extremely road weary and ready for our warm, comfortable bed.
