After four days in Christchurch, sorting, provisioning, packing the car, sightseeing, we headed into the interior. Rakaia Gorge is said to be New Zealand's finest river walk, and, we thought, a good place to begin getting our legs back into practice. We stayed at campground and walked a few miles into the gorge and back.
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Christchurch sunset; the Maori called New Zealand Aotearoa, "Land of the Long White Cloud" |
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The Rakaia river and gorge, and huge outwash; we are in the foothills east of the Southern Alps, an area of great rivers and even greater lakes |
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A bit of the terrain, now well past spring floods |
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Looking up-river toward the foothills |
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