Last day with the campervan and on to Auckland

Our last morning in the campervan began with blue skies and amazing mountain and lake views. Wouldn’t it be nice if every morning started like that? We ate whatever food was left, including Ryan’s princess gummy treats (shaped like rings, butterflies, hearts, and flowers), and finished the drive to Christchurch.
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As part of the campervan return, the rental company asks customers to complete a review and survey. Due to the issues we had, the rating I gave was about average. Apparently the company is not used to ‘average’ reviews. The very nice girl helping us asked about our issues with the van and then proceeded to refund us 2 days worth of the rental. Not bad.

The flight to Auckland and bus ride to our hotel was uneventful. Ryan found an awesome restaurant for dinner, with locally sourced ingredients. We shared a beet root (very popular in Australia and New Zealand) with feta and radicchio salad to start, followed by a lamb dish for Ryan and market fish with avocado purée and bulgar for me, ending with salted caramel flan and assorted chocolates for dessert. Unfortunately, the food pics did not turn out too well, ie. most of the food was eaten by the time we remembered to take pictures. This is the fun courtyard in front of the restaurant, with potted plants, totem poles, and Christmas lights.
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Following the tides

The hikes and sites along the west coast must be thought out and planned ahead of time; many are only accessible when the tide is low, while others only ‘put on a show’ during high tide. Though it meant driving a bit in circles, we followed the tide to pack in as much as possible. I know, big surprise.

First stop, Truman Track, an easy 30 minute hike that opened up to a beautiful rocky beach with nicely carved out cliffs and waterfalls. There were a lot of very smooth pieces of driftwood, one resembling a longhorn.
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NZ's attempt to capture unwanted furry things

NZ’s attempt to capture unwanted furry things

Second stop, across the old Fox Creek Bridge to an even older Maori cave, which also opened up to spectacular ocean views.
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Last stop on the coast was the Punakaiki (pancake rock) blowholes. While the rocks are pretty cool looking, I was slightly unimpressed by the ocean spray (or lack thereof) coming up through the blowholes.
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It was then time to start on our way back across the South Island to Christchurch. The highway followed the transcontinental railroad route, through the mountains along windy, cliff-top roads. Ryan did a great job manuevering the campervan!

Glaciers galore

The South Island has a small number of major highways, so it’s rather difficult to get lost, though we did manage to take the ‘scenic route’ a handful of times. The drive from Queenstown to the glaciers was a windy route (east to almost the center of the island, north past a lake, west over Lake Wanaka, north-west through a national park, and then mostly north along the coast for the remainder) but all on the same highway, passing by mountains and waterfalls before opening up to the beach.
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Kris and Dal told us about this spot along the coastal highway at Bruce Bay. People stop and leave notes written on white rocks along the beach. They had left one on their drive down the coast, so of course Ryan and I had to find it on our drive up. Kris’s description of a big rock that looks like a basket was pretty spot-on.
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We arrived at Fox Glacier late afternoon and hiked as close as is possible without a guide. The glacial area is very prone to rockfalls, so the allowable hiking routes can change daily. There were waterfalls all around and a towering wall of ice (much covered with gravel), that is unfortunately receding yearly. It is very evident from the rock/tree dividing line that the glacier used to extend much further.
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The following day was spent at Franz Josef Glacier, originally planned to include a five hour strenuous hike to a point above the glacier. We woke up, packed up, and moved the campervan to a parking lot directly across the road from the trail head. We cooked a delicious ‘breakfast of champions’ (Ryan’s terminology), including omelettes with steak, cheese, and avocado. We made hearty sandwiches and packed lunches. We were ready to embark on a strenuous hike. We walked across the road and about 10 meters down the path, and saw a sign that the trail was closed due to flood damage and rock slides. Not giving up yet, I insisted on crossing the swing bridge to take a look at the route. The masses of yellow tape blocking the way pretty much sealed the deal. Ah well, at least we were prepared :-) .
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Plan B was to hop on a nearby trail, taking us through a wooded rainforest with lovely songbirds, up to the short path to the glacier. Similar to Fox, the glacier is receding, and visitors can only get so close. The only way to actually get on Franz Josef Glacier is by helicopter.
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P.S Ryan decided he should try vegemite. The second picture says it all.
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P.P.S. Additional scenic coastal pictures.
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P.P.P.S. My dad mentioned on the phone tonight that we should say we are home, so . . . We are home :-) . Ryan and I got home a little over two weeks ago. Sadly, it already feels like so much time has passed since this amazing trip, but finishing up the blog is helping us re-live the last few days in New Zealand.

Queenstown to Gibbston . . . no problem

While in Argentina, I really enjoyed a bicycle wine tour our team did in Mendoza, and it seemed like Queenstown was a great time to share that experience with Ryan. It is about 36km (22 miles) from Queenstown to the Gibbston Valley Winery, and we had all afternoon. Piece of cake we thought, not really considering that we were surrounded by mountains! Up the hill, down the hill, up the hill, down the hill, repeat. In hindsight, the ride was a lot of fun. During the ride itself, Ryan would probably say I was a bit cranky :-) .

The weather was great and scenery was beautiful as we biked along Lake Wakatipu, through Frankton, out to Gibbston. We rode past the airport, along a cliff, past a ranch, by a cricket batting cage, over the famous bungy jumping bridge, through a field, and finally arrived at the winery, where Kris and Dal had driven to meet us. After that ride, we definitely deserved the wine flights and chocolate we sampled.
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Ryan and I had smartly arranged ahead for return transport to Queenstown. After a quick shower and change (thanks Dal and Kris for use of the shower in your hotel room!), the four of us headed out for our last meal together before my in-laws headed back to the states. Huge plates of meat for the Netts and NZ green-lipped mussels for me; all delicious!
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Sprung a leak!

While the campervan was mostly awesome, it wasn’t all fun and games. Our gray water tank sprung a leak, and the space heater only worked sometimes. We brought the van in for repairs one morning. About an hour later, the car repair person told us all was good, no worries. Unfortunately, neither problem was actually fixed!

The campervan rental company assured us we wouldn’t get in trouble for the gray water leak, so we just tried not to use a whole lot of water. And I wore extra clothes to bed. Problems solved!

Cruising Milford Sound

As we learned on the cruise, Milford Sound is not a sound at all, but actually a fjord. According to Wikipedia, a fjord is a ‘long, narrow inlet with steep sides or cliffs, created by glacial erosion’, while a sound is a ‘large sea or ocean inlet larger than a bay, deeper than a bight, and wider than a fjord’. Ha ha, clear as mud? The gist is that a fjord is created by a glacier, while a sound is not.

Lake in Queenstown at our early morning departure point

By the lake in Queenstown at our early morning departure point

Pitstop at Mirror Lakes on the drive to Milford Sound

Pitstop at Mirror Lakes on the drive to Milford Sound

Another pit stop to try the best drinking water, straight from the stream

Another pit stop to try nature’s best drinking water, straight from the stream

Stocked up with water bottles full of fresh stream water

Stocked up with water bottles full of fresh stream water

Our vessel for the day, shown below, took us through the Milford Sound out to the Tasman sea, before returning us back safely to shore. The snow-capped mountains surrounding the fjord on three sides provided a wonderful backdrop throughout the cruise.
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Everywhere we looked from the boat, there were beautiful waterfalls due to the rain. However, there are only two permanent waterfalls in Milford Sound, Lady Bowen Falls and Stirling Falls. We got up close and personal with Stirling Falls.

Lady Bowen Falls

Lady Bowen Falls

Stirling Falls from afar

Stirling Falls from afar

Stirling Falls up close.  The captain actually drove the front of the boat almost into the falls

Stirling Falls up close. The captain actually drove the front of the boat almost into the falls

Besides the amazing scenery, we also spotted some fun wildlife during the day.

Fjordland crested penguins, among the rarest penguins in the world, make their nests in Milford Sound.
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Fur seals enjoying the sunny weather.
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Keas are very large parrots found in NZ. They are omnivores, and freakily enough, used to target live sheep and eat their kidney fat. Yuck! Luckily, attacking the sheep was a learned trait. A program was put in place to capture all the sheep-attacking keas, and the problem was resolved.
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(This blog post approved by Ryan)

NZ pictures are worth >> 1000 words…

Our New Zealand itinerary consisted of 7 days touring the South Island in a campervan, followed by 3 days in Auckland. Ryan had been looking forward to this portion of our trip since viewing John and Shelley’s pictures last January. The scenery of the South Island is absolutely stunning, so I’ll let the pictures of the first few days speak for themselves.

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Field covered flowers (what type?) leaving Christchurch

Field of flowers leaving Christchurch

Driving to Lake Tecapo

River with kowhai flowers and rolling green pastures on the way to Lake Tekapo

Driving to Lake Tecapo

Our approach to the Southern Alps and Lake Tekapo

Lake Tecapo

Lake Tekapo

Beautiful flowers (Lupins?) near Lake Tecapo

Beautiful lupins near Lake Tekapo

Lake Tecapo

Lake Tekapo

At Lake Tecapo

South shore of Lake Tekapo

Good Shephard Church (??) at Lake Tecapo

Church of the Good Shephard at Lake Tekapo

Driving somewhere

Driving up to Mt. John University Observatory

Lake Tecapo from Mt. John Observatory

Lake Tekapo from Mt. John University Observatory

Nicole and Lake Tecapo from St. John Observatory

Nicole and Lake Tekapo from Mt. John University Observatory

Ryan and Lake Tecapo from Mt. John Observatory

Ryan and Lake Tekapo from Mt. John University Observatory

Before

Before…

...and after

…and after

Sun setting at Lake Tecapo after dinner

Sun setting at Lake Tekapo after dinner

View of Lake Pukaki before going to bed

Lake Pukaki before bedtime (our campervan was parked cliffside in the middle of nowhere)

This is the view of Lake Pukaki we woke up to

View of Lake Pukaki we woke up to (impossibly blue water)

Where's Ryan?  On the swing bridge in Hooker Valley

Where’s Ryan? On the swing bridge in Hooker Valley

Swing bridge on the Hooker Valley Track

Swing bridge on the Hooker Valley Track

Ryan in Hooker Valley

Ryan in Hooker Valley

Hooker Valley Track

Hooker Valley Track

Hooker glacier and glacier pieces floating in the lake

Hooker glacier terminus, lake, and glacial icebergs

Hooker glacier up close

Hooker glacier terminus up close

Nicole on a swing bridge at Hooker Valley

What’s up with my arms?  On a swing bridge at Hooker Valley

Chaffinch at Hooker Valley

Chaffinch at Hooker Valley

Leaving Hooker Valley on the drive to Queenstown

Looking back on our Hooker Valley hike

Driving to Queenstown

Driving to Queenstown

Written in collaboration with Ryan. He’s responsible for anything funny or entertaining in the post, as usual.

Saving New Zealand from the rest of the world

We heard on the news this morning that Katy Perry’s latest album triggered a biosecurity alert from officials in Australia, because the album contained flower seeds that were not native to the country. Timely setup for this post. Australia and New Zealand are very sensitive to invasive species, including seeds and insects.

Ryan and I, being the honest people that we are, declared all the odd places visited in the last 30 days (elephant sanctuary) and crazy stuff we were carrying (dried fruit, nuts, lots of wood souvenirs) and were subsequently pulled over and inspected by customs upon entering New Zealand. The nice official took everything out of the bag I had so neatly packed and decided that two untreated wood souvenirs from Cambodia required fumigating. After about 30 minutes, around 1am, we were finally allowed to collect all our belongings and catch a cab to our hotel for the night.

Manly

Our last day in Sydney, and the whole country of Australia, Ryan and I took the ferry across the harbour to Manly, a northern suburb of Sydney. Kris and Dal left for New Zealand that morning, so we decided to hit the 4 Pines Brewery tour and take a hike around town, through the Sydney Harbour National Park, and along the coast up to North Head.
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Here are some of the colorful birds seen throughout the day:

Noisy Miner

Noisy Miner

Rainbow Lorikeet

Rainbow Lorikeet

Sulphur-crested Cockatoo

Sulpher-crested Cockatoo

Laughing Kookaburra

Laughing Kookaburra

And here are some of the interesting animals that inhabit the area that we unfortunately did not see:
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There were also great views of the city and harbour from Manly and the ferry.

Sydney from the Manly side as the clouds rolled in

Sydney from the Manly side as the clouds rolled in

View of the harbour from the ferry

View of the harbour from the ferry

Cicada serenades in the Blue Mountains

Kris, Dal, Ryan, and I took the train from Sydney out to Katoomba, a town in the eastern part of the Blue Mountains. From there, we could hop on and off the Explorer bus that stopped at various scenic spots and trailheads.  The Blue Mountains and Jamison Valley reminded us all of the Grand Canyon, though much greener, and slightly less grand.

First stop: Scenic World and the cable car
We took a cable car across the Jamison Valley to the steepest train in the world, bringing us down to the valley floor and an old mine.

Cable car across to old mine

Cable car between two cliff tops

Great view of Katoomba falls

Katoomba falls

First glimpse of the Three Sisters

Dal and Kris in front of the Three Sisters

Second stop: Honeymoon Lookout and the Prince Henry Cliff Walk

I had to convince Ryan to take this picture

I had to convince Ryan to take this picture

Very picturesque lookouts from the cliff walk

Very picturesque lookouts from the cliff walk

Third stop: Leura cascades from the Bridal View lookout
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Throughout the day, we were serenaded by these lovely guys, 7-year cicadas. Male cicadas can hit 120 dB while trying to attract mates!
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(Written with editorial input from Ryan)