Ahuriri River Valley
Halfway between Wanaka and Twizel is another breathtaking valley. The Ahuriri River is a famous trout fishing river (I've come to learn that means rivers where I don't catch any fish).
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A side waterway of the Ahuriri reflecting the Huxley Range |
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This counts as a serious picture for Katie |
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The Badlands down under |
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Katie the criminal strikes again |
Mackenzie Region
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Early Autumn begins in March
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The brilliant blue water of Lake Ruataniwha |
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Sunrise over Lake Pukaki |
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I couldn't decide which sunrise picture to keep, and after getting up early for the shot, I kept both |
Mount Cook
At 12,220 feet, Mount Cook wouldn't be high in other ranges, but it is formidable, rising over 10,000 feet from the valley below.
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It's easy to see why Hillary used Mount Cook to train for the first ascent of Everest
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The Mueller Glacier from the Hooker Valley |
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Five sides, six faces, seven main ridges, and no easy way up |
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Katie wishing she was skiing instead of hiking |
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Last day in the mountains of New Zealand |
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Clouds falling over the backside of the Southern Alps, like the foehn (or föhn) in the European Alps |
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Icebergs on Hooker Lake |
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It's hard to see scale..these seracs are actually the size of buildings |
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This New Zealand fantail was more curious about us than we were about him |
Climbing Sebastapol Bluffs with Guide Katie
Katie was my guide for the day. She led both pitches of the Red Arete on Sebastapol Bluffs. She belayed me up each pitch, set up each rappel, and rapped first to deal with ropes and find the next rap station (four rappels on a single rope).
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Guide Katie at work |
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Rock & Ice cover shot |
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In Kiwi lingo, guiding is "easy as" |
Akaroa
Our last stop before leaving New Zealand was to swim with Hector's dolphins in Akaroa.
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World's smallest species of penguin, the little blue penguin |
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The world's smallest species of dolphin, Hector's dolphin |
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There was quite a swell once we left the protection of the Akaroa crater bay |
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Keri pointed out that it felt less like swimming and more like bobbing around like bait |
And we're off to Oz...
It's bittersweet to leave New Zealand, especially at the start of the Autumn magic season. We'll be back!