The next morning we decamped and drove off, as planned, in the direction of French Pass. All this is still on the mainland, so to speak, but it is towards the top of the Sounds area, before you get to some smaller islands. The roads beyond Elaine Bay are all gravel, pretty good gravel nonetheless, with relatively little traffic, and some great vistas.
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| Incipient traffic cone tree? |
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| After Memorial Picnic Bench (!), the vistas open up... |
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| Thus |
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At this, um, rural mailbox, we mailed a post card to our
grand-daughter Penelope; we've mailed 4 or 5 so far, only one
of which has gotten through, and it was held up for weeks
in Brunei... |
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From the hamlet of French Pass, looking toward neighboring
D'Urville Island |
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| Its not quite the end of the road |
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| We took a brief walk to see the Pass itself; saw this weka |
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| French Pass |
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| Up closer |
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| A bit of a maelstrom, as we saw in Norway |
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| Scenery on the way back to Elaine Bay |
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Grim reminder department: you really don't have a lot of
traction on gravel roads |
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| They were very, very lucky |
2 comments:
Glad that car was not yours! Love the sheep...those were sheet weren't they?
Sheep!!
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