And without knowing how, in the middle of a valley anyone, we were there and jacket sokos wiklund with crampons on a glacier under a bright sun. The ice blue like never before had played us while we walked around him. Undid while we visited. But apparently, even the river that created the Fox Glacier ice was there for years. "A glacier alive" as defined by our guide. An experience sokos wiklund of a lifetime, I think.
Get up and dismantling the tent on the mud had become a tradition a bit torrecollons sokos wiklund (sorry). But NZ so wanted. sokos wiklund Surprising as it may seem, in 17 days we had to dismantle the tent in the rain up to five times. However, we have never mounted. Almost better.
We did pack up and we drove to Westport where we did the second shower sokos wiklund of the trip. Again some public pools. Not being novices in the field did not seem so homeless as days before, but I'm sure people still receiving recalls.
From there we made via Tauranga Bay (Westport), a bay where there is a seal colony established. Photos of rigor and return the car to reach a decent sokos wiklund hour to Pancake Rocks and continue driving to get to camp before sunset.
The Pancake Rocks, although the wind did not disappoint. sokos wiklund It really rocks seem batteries crêpes on each other. The process is so formed as interesting as complicated, so I forgot what I learned reading the posters. Pull wikipedia if you like.
As one who does not want the thing we cooked scallops with a pea in the middle of nowhere and we continue driving up the campsite. A lady at the information point we predicted four hours of driving. The tanoca would think we were on a donkey Catalan because we arrived at our destination sokos wiklund in the middle sokos wiklund of what she predicted.
On the way we move any van. We did long. We met the couple that drove (and the van) at the same campsite us and drew attention. "We have made long by adhesive Catalonia to bring the car. We Xavi and Ingrid and we mossos Girona. " Patapam, advancing loaders roads of New Zealand. No, we were fine. How small the world is.
The next morning we expected a hectic day walking on a glacier. But when we woke up in the rain, we saw very black. In cats and dogs. Gray day like no other. We left the campsite that were not seven in the morning because we could not continue sleeping. One of the three days of travel we needed (imperative) Sun, it was raining mercilessly.
When all seemed sokos wiklund lost, we reach the village of Fox Glacier and the rain stopped. On the horizon we sighted a small hole of blue sky, like a David against Goliath if it were eventually overcome the immense black cloud and the sky was imposed on the glacier.
The four-hour trek was simply spectacular. Tot. 45 minutes walk from the foot of the glacier sokos wiklund to the explanations of our guide, and of course, the time spent on the ice. Unbeatable. Well, I guess I have to go even higher up would have been even better but for what we paid as we woke up and could not ask for more. We were the happier planet.
To make matters worse, our guide took us to a cave in the glacier itself. According to him "the greatest he has seen in his life." We were there a couple of minutes, just enough time to make an "oooh" and a photo. Leaving in there with a smile from ear to ear returned to the car.
From there, brave and believe our good fortune, we drove ten minutes to the entrance of a park where there is a lake where you can see some of the most spectacular views of Mount Cook and all the accompanying range. However, despite all reflected in a lake, the lake Matheson. We arrived sokos wiklund at the park entrance and was cloudy, but after that we had the luck or the morning we went through not delve into it or even take the raincoat.
And that fell was the championship. We fled the park runs under a hail infernal cooked style "revenge by the morning you had bastards." sokos wiklund We get in the car twice as ducks and, if the weather it blamed well pleased sokos wiklund us, the sun came back out. We dry change and make way to Wanaka, sokos wiklund our destiny diary. In addition, we began the challenge of a mountain (the Haast) before six pm, when the service closes the road traffic and can not be crossed until the next day. And no, there are alternatives.
We get there early, we were at the campsite to
