Monday, February 24, 2014

Kawarau Bridge, 2014

It's not a place you just drive by, even if you've seen it before. Rarely does a physical place so well manifest the nature of its people, the very soul, the raison d'etre, the whatever, of New Zealand, South Island, Otago, well, certain parts of Queenstown anyway. We had to go in, especially to see whether the gift shoppe had any clever new T-shirts or fridge magnets.
Old Kawarau Bridge, Birthplace of Bungy















The original launch site for AJ Hackett Bungy















Central hall of the reception/gift shoppe/museum/restaurant/multimedia
expo/wine tasting complex
















New T-shirt, predictable design; STAY TUNED: I have a great
video of a young woman jumping off a bridge, to be posted on my
YouTube channel someday soon when we get decent wifi
again

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Anduin And The Argonath

Students of the Lore and fellow members of the Fellowship of the Ringwaifs will recall The Fellowship's voyage down the Great River, the Anduin, past the Argonaths. It's all north of Queenstown. We'd visited before, but it merits another look.
They're still there, blasted through by all the popular jet boat rides...













The Great River















Ditto















Ditto again




















Along the north side cliffs is a vineyard of some note, from which we bought a
bottle in 2009; the Kiwi dollar was at .56USD back then...

















And just a bit further down the river is one of New Zealand's great historic sites,
the original Kawarau Bridge, Birthplace of Bungy

Return To Arrowtown, 2014

From our encampment near Queenstown, we drove on to hyper-touristy Arrowtown, a gold-rush town we had visited in 2009, and had been impressed with, then. In 2014, it struck us--absent the LOTR sites we'd already seen--as quite touristy, with little redeeming merit but its "historic" "Chinatown." Lots of tour buses.
X marks the spot where a gold nugget was found, sparking off
one of the South Island's several gold rushes; it's interesting
how close New Zealand history is with that of the US West...fur,
whaling (where applicable), minerals, timber, abuse of the natives,
et al., livestock, now tourism

























Actually, about the only thing that interested us in Arrowtown this time was the
Chinese settlement DOC has reconstructed
















Imagine the tourists tossing coins in, wishing for good luck,
regularity, etc.





















The usual...















Arrowtown main drag


Friday, February 21, 2014

Queenstown Again, 2014

So we left Te Anau about February 9, finished with the Fiordlands, and ready to head north. We stopped for a day in Queenstown, to shop for a few odds and ends (ask me about my All Blacks jersey deal) and also to walk through the old city park, which occupies a peninsula jutting out into the lake. Beautiful place.
But first, still in Te Anau, in time to see the Morgan Tour of
New Zealand, 2014; nice looking old cars...
















And further still in Te Anau, a remembrance of things to
come...in a little more than two months we'll be setting up
house-keeping in Paris...

















At the marina in Queenstown, the latest in contrived extreme
aquatic adventure
















In the Queenstown city park




















Looking back to the city center















The Robert Falcon Scott memorial (see the great old post-
WWII British film Scott of the Antarctic; listen to Vaughn
Williams' great Sinfonia Antarctica...)

















Stirring the hearts of every Englishman....















Among many other things, the Queenstown city park has a
folf course...memories of Missoula
















An horizontal elm in the large rose garden















Lawn bowling society command and control center















Pride of place, however, goes to the several
Cupressaceae California, Sequoiadendron
Gigantea Wellingtonia





















Thus




















And a grand old lady Monkey Puzzle, staple
of many a Victorian garden





















We spent the night at a DOC campground on a lake in the
mountains a few miles west of Queenstown


Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Ascent of Mt. Luxmore, 2014

Mt. Luxmore is a bump on the ridge just off the Kepler Track, well above the Luxmore Hut. Not many people have climbed it twice, I suppose, but I had my reasons. I climbed it in 2009, while Vicki was elsewhere on the Kepler, and recorded--on this very blog--my time from Brod Bay to the Hut: 4 hours. I was curious, and concerned, to see if I could match that time five years later. The full ascent is probably close to 4,000 feet.
Actually, pretty much the whole ascent was in a white-out; Lake Te Anau was in
an inversion, owing to the (relatively) warm, dry weather

















Along the hike, under a big head-wall















Once up on the plateau I figured the clouds had burned off; but no, I had just gotten
above them
















Looking up toward Mt. Luxmore, the bump on the right















Looking around...various peaks poking through the clouds;it all looked pretty alpine,
if not Himalayan, despite the fact you're only about 3,000 feet up

















Ditto















Ditto again















At the base of the trail up to the summit, two Kea conspire to distract me and
steal my wallet, keys, camera, etc.
















Mt. Luxmore summit triangulation point; looking toward Lake Te Anau
















Summit area















Summit selfie; compare with 2009: OK, I may have aged 5 years, but I have
definitely gotten better at self-portraits















Te Anau town through the clouds















Looking back, on the long tiresome descent















Luxmore Hut















Arrival of the grand-parents: a large extended family was having a reunion at the
hut, and here the grandparents arrive by helicopter (Rebecca and Rachel note)

















Next morning, some higher clouds and a view of one of Lake
Te Anau's several glacial arms 
















Last hazy look at Mt. Luxmore; I made the climb to the hut in 4 hours 11 minutes,
that is, 11 minutes off my 2009 pace; a dinner acquaintance, a marine biologist by
trade, said that was not statistically significant; so I was pleased... 


Key Summit On The Routeburn

We did the entire Routeburn Tramp in 2009, and a bit of it just a few days before now. But Vicki wanted more of it, particularly a chance to see more of the Alpine scenery we missed in the lousy weather of 2009. So, on the way back from Milford to Te Anau, we stopped at the Pass and did the Key Summit day hike, which is an off-shoot of the Routeburn. The weather was fine, it was a good trail, and we extended the hike way out on the ridge to see all three of the lakes, Marian, Gunn, and McKeller...the significance of which is the three watersheds you can see from Key Summit, one going to the Tasman, one to the Antarctic, and one, via Balclutha, to the Pacific.
On the way we stopped at the Chasm, the major upshot of which was seeing this
bird's-eye view of a large tree fern
















And these waterfalls near Homer Tunnel















Beautiful little waterfall and pool near the beginning of the
Routeburn, west side





















From the Routeburn/Key Summit hike, Mt. Christina














New Zealand dragonfly















More alpine scenery















Ditto















Greenstone all around; near the great fault between the Pacific and Australasian
plates (OK, I was only a C student in geology)

















Lake Gunn (or possibly McKeller or Marian)















Lake McKeller















Definitely Lake Marian















Another panoramic shot








More alpine scenery















Vicki celebrates; the Routeburn was her bain in 2009, followed by knee
replacement surgery, rehab, and now, lots more hiking; pretty impressive!

















The Key Summit marker, which allowed us to locate some of the upper reaches
of the Routeburn
















There, right of middle, above bush-line















There, closer up















And there, close enough to make out the switch-backs