Showing posts with label West Coast. Show all posts
Showing posts with label West Coast. Show all posts

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Lost at Lake Kaniere

Too tired to journal much tonight.  We got lost trying to find Lake Kaniere campground.  Another long day of driving through the long white cloud, which is west coast New Zealand.

The coast north of Greymouth was beautiful!  Kind of like Canon Beach, Oregon in a way.  It was a treat after following miles and miles of farmland up the coast.  The furtheset north we drove was to Pancake rocks.  Albeit a crowded tourist destination, the rock formations were pretty neat, and the blow holes were better than those I'd seen in Hawai'i.

Today we met our second endangered bird of the trip, the Kiwi bird.  They look almost like a duck, and don't seem like the most intelligent of creatures.  They made their homes in the flax plants along the coast.  Just today, we finally found out what those plants were.  Ever since our journey through Routeburn Track, we've been seeing these plants all over the place.  They grow almost like Agave, and produce tall, black seed pod stalks from their center.  They seem to grow to about 6-8 ft tall.

Tomorrow, we will wake up early so Jude can wish his grandmother a happy Easter, who is back on the east coast in the states.  Then it's off to see the beautiful blue waters of Hokitika River.

Goodnight

Ryan

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Putting the Rain in Double Rainbow

Falling asleep to 'I Might Be Wrong' just couldn't have been any more right.  Radiohead is good at sending me to dreamland.

After a good night's sleep, we awoke to a double rainbow!  And just the beginning of lots...and lots...of rain.


Today was a day full of dynamics.  Jude decided to drive, and went through a grueling several hours drive...through twists and turns, incline and decline, on roads that were meant for cars the size of a Geo Metro (although we were passing full on tourist busses in our oversized vw campervan in the pouring rain.  You could just sense the rain changing the mood of our trip.  Jude talked about aborting the planned loop in favor of back tracking, and shortening the route. 

After a drenched 30 minute walk on the rocky beach and getting eaten by sand flies, I can pretty much guarantee that thoughts of the Routeburn Track came flooding back into both our minds...and how much better of a time that was.

One savior was the iPod my dad bought me for my birthday.  There are virtually no radio stations we could pick up on the west coast of South Island.  Beck and The White Stripes blaring through the tiny built in speakers of the iPod in the front of the campervan was quite nice - an encouraging soundtrack for the rain.

After a loooooooooong drive, we arrived at Fox Glacier sometime just before 4PM.  Fox was quite a dissappointment.  There was a no-pass barrier setup to prevent walking traffic from advancing far from the entrance walk to the glacier.  I overheard one of the DOC workers explain that a rock slide that had occurred amidst the pouring rain.  There are reminders everywhere that we are in a dynamic landscape.  The water flowing from the base of the glacier was quite impressive.  We took some videos from the swinging bridge and moved on.

The next stop, Lake Matheson, was another bit of dissappointment.  Supposedly, the reflection of Mt. Cook - New Zealand's tallest mountain - on the still water is breathtaking.  The mountain must have been buried deep behind the clouds, but from the pictures shown at the tourist center, I'd say the vista probably looked more like a tourist snapshot opportunity, than it did breathtaking.  I guess I won't know for sure unless I come back to see it on a finer day.

The farmland in the neighboring area was somehow refreshing for me.  It's excellent to see animals enjoying open pasteurs, wondering around, adding personality to the landscape.