Heading out to Sea!

Having the time to travel by ship is one of the things we love about our life! We boarded the NCL Epic today and will spend the next two weeks working our way to Spain! We will be disconnected during most of that time, but the posts will resume once we leave the ship in mid-April!

The view of Manhattan from our stateroom while we’re in port.
Another view, this one from the pool deck.
One of the water slides. It won’t need to be too much warmer out for me to start thinking this is a good idea!
An interior view.
Home sweet home for the next 15 nights.

Hunting Lionfish and enjoying the waterfalls of Dominica

The divers were able to help with the scourge of Lionfish, a Pacific fish that is invasive in the Atlantic and Caribbean. Cousin Ann has been trained in “culling” them, and takes great delight in protecting the local fish and coral from them. Also, they are yummy! The hotel accepted her haul one day and made ceviche and fritters for us one night!

Ann, spearing a Lionfish!
Ann showing off her catch!
The Lionfish ceviche. I am not usually a fan of uncooked fish, but this spicy, tangy concoction was pretty good.

We went to dinner at the Jungle Bay Resort one night based on the recommendation of the dive boat team “they have amazing views of the sunset!” That was very true. The meal was good too. We all got the catch of the day and agreed it was a great choice after we enjoyed a cocktail and watched the sun set!

Going Down (photo credit to cousin Angel).
The colors after the sun dipped below the horizon.

We took a tour up to Trafalger Falls and the Titou Gorge on our last day. The falls are an impressive pair in the National Park and the walk to get to them is lovely!

This little guy was just hanging out on his leafy deck, soaking up some sun.
This plant is related to the banana plant.
Trafalgar Falls, did I mention the British claimed this Island? When they didn’t party too hard and lose battles to the French that is.
A wild orchid.

Titou Gorge is amazing! It is a very narrow Gorge with the falls about 100 meters upriver. To see the falls you swim through the Gorge! Yes, the water starts out pretty chilly, but it is so worth the effort.

The group swimming through the Gorge after we saw the waterfall. (Photo credit to our fun guide, Clem)

And, an underwater photo or two since this was a dive trip.

A shrimp hanging out with an anenome. (Photo credit to Angel)
Dan enjoying an underwater adventure! (Photo credit to Angel)

Beautiful Dominica

We have been pronouncing it wrong! It is dah min E ka, not doe MIN I ka.

Part of the sustainability plan for the new blog involves an easier process for posting photos. Most will be from my phone, not Dan’s camera, so sorry about that as he is a much better photographer. He will be providing photos though, so please don’t dispair.

This bright rainbow greeted us on our first morning!

The divers headed out on the first day and enjoyed a fun day underwater. The Fort Young hotel is perfectly situated on the water and the dive boat picked them up at the attached pier! I was able to watch the process from our balcony right above! The afternoon activity was a whale watching trip to try to spy some of the resident sperm whales. After over an hour of fruitless searching my amazing cousin Kelly let out a shout, grabbed her binoculars and got the boat to make a turn. We spotted our first sperm whale, a juvenile. Then, a little bit later, some more spouts were spotted and we came across two adult females. The took in some oxygen and prepared to take a deep dive.

Two Sperm Whale flukes! Photo credit to my other amazing cousin Ann!

Not to be out done, Dan and I saw some activity to port and we headed that way for a while without seeing any more whale signs. But then we came across a bunch of dolphins feeding on flying fish. There were even some spinner dolphins. They swam and jumped around the boat for quite a while. Then the crew broke out the juice and rum punch! When we reported what we saw to various locals their reaction made it clear we had a great day! Several advised us to purchase lottery tickets!

Just a little sample of the dolphins antics!

The next afternoon, we set out on a tour of parts of the island. Dominica is a volcanic island and has several peaks over 4,000 feet. The roads are narrow and take lots of tight turns, they were a British territory and drive on the other side of the road, so always “interesting” driving. We drove out to Scot’s Head to see where the Atlantic and Pacific meet and enjoy the amazing views. We also learned how French Settlers got the English soldiers stationed at a nearby fort drunk and spiked the cannons with sand so French troops from a nearby island could attack and take over.

The water on the left is the Caribbean and the water to the right is the Atlantic.

From there we wound our way up, and up to the rainforest toward Emerald Pool. We left the blue and sunny skies and got a rainy inland walk toward a lovely waterfall. Dan and I, always looking ahead to Adventures, had brought our rain coats but the cousins didn’t. Fortunately there were vendors at the park entrance who were able to supply Ann, Kelly, and Angel with coats to keep them dry.

We’re all so stylish and dry by the waterfall!
The lower part of the falls.
Alas, after some rain Emerald Pool is not quite as clear, but still lovely.
A fern waiting to unfurl.
A small splash of color in a verdant landscape.
For my friend from Ohio who posts so many photos of fungi-this made me think of you and smile!


We headed to Dominica from Miami after dealing with the managed chaos that is the check in for American Airlines. Crazy busy Saturday morning at the airport and the various queues are not well marked. Fortunately we were directed to the international check in before we spent any time in the wrong line. But there was going to be a fair amount of time spent in line!

MIA has several of these dog parks placed just outside of arrivals, which seems like a nice perk for traveling pets.
And then, they taunt the poor creatures by putting the object of their desire on the wrong side of the fence!

The line for check in moved pretty well, after the snafu with the luggage conveyor was solved. At about the halfway point, there was some miscommunication between me and a very helpful AA employee or 2 that had us out of line, to another line, and then back to our original spot in the first line. Shocking, I know, that I got us (me) a bit discombobulated, but Dan maintained his equanimity as always.

Anyway, Dan talked me off the stressball cliff, but did have to deal with both “bureaucrat” and “business process” irritation from me. He made the comment “you can’t fix this” at one point. My response: “oh, with enough post it notes and a big enough wall, I am pretty sure I could!” But that was the right release trigger to get me to calm down.

Really though, aside from the minor miscommunication that had little impact on our progress, there were plenty of employees doing a pretty good job herding a large collection of cats through the process.

Our flight was uneventful, the check in processes for both COVID and Customs were painless, and our accommodations are delightful! Looking forward to a great week! More photos and stories to come!

The view from our balcony at Fort Young, Roseau, Dominica

And, we’re off!

We’re off to Miami for a day before joining some fun folks in Dominica for a week of sun, fun, and scuba for Dan!

Our original flight today is delayed at the originating airport, but the lovely folks at Delta rebooked us to avoid missing our connection or losing bags. We’ll have to transit from the Ft. Lauderdale airport to the Miami Airport because that’s where we booked our hotel, so I am looking forward to figuring that out on the fly!

We’re taking the changes in stride and enjoying the good customer care. Alas, we had been upgraded to first class for the initial flight and the changed booking means we likely won’t even be sitting together. But it’s all good!

Motueka, Nelson and the Marlborough Wine region – the north of the south.

They have some cool plants in this part of the world!

The drive to the Abel Tasman region was beautiful as we moved through a beautiful mountain pass with some lovely gorges and great river views. As we came down toward the coast we started seeing signs for orchards, some vineyards and citrus groves. At one point we passed a large field filled with neat rows of tall poles – almost like a field of utility poles, and there were even wires string from top to top. We agreed that it looked like what you would do to grow hops. Sure enough, as we came around a corner, we saw a sign that this was a hop farm and then we came across more established fields, but as it was after the harvest we did not see any hops. This region of New Zealand grows most of the hops apparently. After spending the last few weeks seeing snow capped mountains and glaciers, it was interesting to arrive in a more temperate zone where citrus and kiwi were being harvested.

Just the view from a roadside lookout.

The next morning we jumped in the car and headed to the coast and Abel Tasman National Park. The drive took us up and over some more mountains on a windy, narrow road that was made more narrow by a pretty major slip (landslide) that had taken out one side of the road. They were working on the repairs and managing traffic through a several mile long one lane portion. The views on this drive were also amazing and we ended up along the coast to catch our water taxi up to the trailhead we planned to hike that day. This area has pretty big tidal differences, five meters between low and high tide, and the bay has a very long sandy lead up during low tide, about a half a mile. So we loaded into the water taxi in a parking lot and a tractor towed the boat out to the dock and drove across the sand until we were in water deep enough to launch. A number of boats are “moored” in the harbor and they are on sand part of the day. We actually saw this in a couple of places on this trip.

This is what the moored boats look like at low tide. At high tide they are floating.

The harbor at low tide.

This is how our water taxi got from the parking lot to the water. We hopped off onto the dock later in the day.

The water taxi trip was a treat, we checked out a number of lovely coastal sites on our way to the various drop of points, and while we were tooling along the drive of the boat suddenly stopped the engines and excitedly announced “little blue penguin” and pointed to the little guy, just swimming along. We always love it when the drivers/tour guides/boat captains get excited about something because it means we are sharing a pretty special experience.

The little blue penguin – don’t worry that is zoomed, we didn’t get that close.

Split Apple Rock – a pretty famous rock formation in these parts. You can see the water line that shows how big the tidal variances are here.

There was a lovely rainbow halo around the sun this morning, the picture does not do justice to how cool that was.

Our hike took us up and down the hills that make up the coastline, with a beautiful view at every turn. We looked down on some pretty spectacular beaches, walked across another fun swing bridge, saw beautiful birds and basically enjoyed a picture perfect hike with fabulous weather, fantastic sights and even a nice conversation with a local who gave us some history and pointers for other things to do in the area.

The view of an inlet from the coastal trail. The beaches along this whole bay are amazing.

Water taking the scenic route from the mountains to the bay.

A fern tree offering shade and a peek up at the mountain tops.

More gorgeous coastline.

Farewell Spit is a very long spit that might one day (again) connect the north and south islands. We did not time our visit to match the tide so we were not able to go far our the spit, but we did walk along the beach for a bit and were amazed at the amount of pine needles that accumulate along the beaches. We stopped at several incredibly scenic lookouts as this area has steep mountains and deep valleys which create some dramatic landscape, especially when viewed from the edge. We stopped in the small town of Collingwood for lunch and took a few minutes to go through their historical museum. They had quite the collection of, well, everything. Furniture, rock collections, school notebooks, ration books, weapons, war time medals, kitchen appliances and utensils, books, radios, typewriters, personal grooming equipment, and more. Including someone’s diary from the 1920’s which was easier to read than my current journal. We both observed “they don’t throw anything away here.” It was an interesting glimpse into what life was like there.

The pine needles are all over the beach near Farewell Spit.

The spit, unlike the rest of the region, is very flat!

After more than a month of staying in small towns around New Zealand we found the mid-sized city of Nelson to be bustling! It is a nice city with a lot of shops and a nice wine shop were an American ex-pat is the owner and very willing to share her knowledge of the region and the wines with us. We enjoyed the tasting there and took back several bottles of local wine. Nelson also claims to be the “craft beer capital of New Zealand” but we must be spoiled by variety and volume of craft breweries back home because while there were a number of breweries and tap rooms, we did not find anything extra special. We found several beers we enjoyed, had one sample of a berry IPA that was undrinkable – really, we each took one sip and set the glass aside – but nothing to blow us away.

The Cathedral in Nelson.

The center of New Zealand is at the top of a hill in Nelson, so of course we headed up to check it out!

The view from the center of New Zealand.

From Nelson we headed east to the main winery region, Marlborough, and the town of Blenheim. When we checked in the host offered a suggestion for dinner of the pub a few blocks away – “I love the steak special there, could eat it all the time.” So, guess where we ate? It was a lovely pub with a nice selection of mild beers, Dan enjoyed his steak and I had a nice fish and chips! Before dinner we wandered over to the wine depot, a tasting room in the old rail station. Not only did they carry over 100 wines from New Zealand, most were from the area. The woman helping us took the time to quiz us about what we liked and didn’t like in wine, not just “white or red? Dry or sweet?” but lots of questions before she curated a personalized but self-directed tasting for each of us. The wines we tried were delicious and the experience was fantastic! We tasted a lot of wine and bought a few bottles to enjoy at our leisure!

Another beautiful view along the north coast of the south island.

A long one lane bridge. There are a lot of these, but they are remarkably easy to navigate as the signage says which vehicle has the right of way.

From Blenheim we headed back down the east coast toward Christchurch along a section of the map that showed no towns, no tourist markings and that no one, not a single person in the i-Sites anywhere we stopped pointed out something to do. In Blenheim, where we specifically asked, we were told there was a place to stop for lunch, but that was it. We were a bit surprised given how much there is to do everywhere else, so with a bit of “what if we pass by something we want to spend more than an hour or so checking out” trepidation, we headed through the area with a reservation at Christchurch. Well, there really isn’t anything along that part of New Zealand. It is lovely country with pretty coastline, but no pull offs, hiking trails, or attractions. We did pass a pink lake and both of us said “that looks like the salt flats in Belize” so I did a quick google and, yes, Marlborough salt is a thing. This area is good for salt evaporation. And growing wine, and grazing sheep, but the road just goes through there. We ran into a fair amount of road construction as they were fixing a road hit hard by several recent earthquakes!


Along the West Coast of New Zealand

Some of the coastline on the West Coast

The South Island of New Zealand is not any wider than that state of Ohio. That said, the east and west coasts are very different in many ways, kinda like Cincinnati and Cleveland. After leaving the fiords and glaciers of the southwest of the island we headed up the west coast. The coastline is rugged and different from the east, rocky, cliffs and narrow beaches. The mountains are much closer, often crowding the coastline and creating some pretty amazing vistas and views.

Some more amazing coastal views from the roadside.

We made a stop in Hokitika, a cute beach town around the mouth of a wide river that flows down from a beautiful gorge not far inland from town. The river is a lovely blue gray thanks to the glacial silt that fills the riverbed. They made very creative use of driftwood for several signs in town and the beach was well decorated with driftwood sculptures.

Seriously, you just park by the road and follow a path and arrive at beautiful places – these are the blue pools and are a 20 minute walk from the main road.

We took a lot of these swing bridges to get to some of the sights!

This is the Hokitika Gorge.

From Hokitika we moved on to the larger city of Greymouth, large being relative as there are less than 50,000 people in the whole region. Greymouth, sitting at the mouth of the Grey river, was a town created to cater to the mining industry in the area, gold and more significantly coal. It is also home to Montieths, one of the larger breweries in New Zealand so of course we made a visit to their tap room! We explored the area and came across the remains of various mines and an abandoned gold mining town. There were also many monuments to miners lost in a number of mining tragedies dating from the late 1800s to the most recent in 2009. The memorials, especially the most recent, were moving and in the case of the older ones, often a glaring reminder of how little worker safety and security was available before labor organized and sought protections and regulations to balance economic drivers that would exploit everything.

This mine site was active in the late 1800s and into the 1900s and was the site of an explosion that killed over 90 miners in the late 1800s.

Here are the remains of a brickworks facility related to the mine that was a major side business.

Proceeding up the west coast we continued to enjoy great coastal views and some amazing rock formations like the Pancake rocks at Punakaki. These rocks really do look like stacks of pancakes and are very thick. The are also includes a blow hole, but alas the weather was way too good that day and even close to high tide we did not have enough oomph to get a good effect. The walkway through the rock formation and the views of the ocean were amazing and well worth it!

Just a big, old piece of equipment near a museum in a tiny town along the road.

The pancake rocks at Punakaki. Alas the day was calm and the tide was not at the high point, so the blow hole was not showing off for us.

Westport ended up being a pleasant surprise when we stayed there, mostly because Dan had checked out some reviews and most said “no reason to stay here.” But we had a nice overnight. We checkout out a lighthouse and seal colony nearby and took a very nice walk along the coast. One thing about New Zealand we have learned is that there is always another amazing view. The next morning we took a walk along the river in town and the tide was coming in and it was a tidal river. We were looking at some ducks and realized there was a clear line of water just easing it’s way upstream. In the 30 minutes or so it took us to loop back around to that part of the river the tide had changed it from a low water river with mud flats to a pretty wide river.

The view from the lighthouse, yes, it does look like that rock was cut out of the cliff.

We headed further up the coast to check out an area with some cool limestone caves and natural bridges. It was a very small community and the road to the trail was pretty much a one lane dirt road that wound up some pretty steep terrain. Of course, people were coming and going on the road so there were some pretty nifty driving maneuvers needed, but everyone was up to the task. There was a produce stand with an honor box selling some apples and a few bags of passionfruit. Dan decided we needed to try passion fruit, so he bought a bag, making change from the honor box. Since neither of us had seen a passionfruit before we had to look up how to eat them. The next day, when we stopped in a town for lunch we came across another fruit stand and honor box right in the middle of town. This one had Feijoa available, so why not, right? Another web search on how to eat them and we had snacks for several days!  That night we ate a delicious dinner in a pub that was full of actual lumberjacks as we had progressed into a region with lots of logging. They were pretty well behaved though, so no real story, just wanted to report that we were hanging with a bunch of lumberjacks.

The limestone bridge

One of the caves.

Cool vegetation on the side of the very narrow road.


Inside one of the caves.

This cave featured some interesting flooring.

Feijoa and passionfruit, yum!

Fiordlands and Glaciers

The time around Easter, besides being a challenge if you want wine with your dinner, is also a big travel time here. When we were booking things after we arrived in early April we often heard “that is pretty busy with the school holidays.” Apparently almost every school in New Zealand and many in Australia have the week before and after Easter off, so there are lots of people travelling to certain areas, this in addition to the many international tourists roaming around the country. Our timing put us approaching some very popular places during that period, so we did have to get a little creative to find places to stay that weren’t crazy costly. For the Easter weekend, we ended up staying in a small agricultural city about an hour inland from the southern coast because it looked well situated for short drives to some of the sights we wanted to check out. Gore ended up being exactly what we needed for that weekend, we got a good place to stay and learned some fun things! Not only is Gore the brown trout capital of the world, but it was also home to Creamoata, a popular hot cereal that boasted a large marketing budget during the Depression and had as their mascot “Sgt. Dan.” The local I Site had a little museum attached with lots of Creamoata memorabilia as well as exhibits about the local moonshine and many Victorian era clothes and tools.

Here is the Creamoata Plant – I don’t really see a resemblance…

From Gore we headed up into the Southern Alps region and Queenstown. The town sits in a valley at the end of one of the longest lakes in New Zealand. It is a beautiful place and everyone had heard of it and comes to visit. It was a charming town, with lots to do especially for adventure seekers. They have skydiving, para gliding, mountain biking, hiking, jet boats, and those little speedboats that look like sharks and sit just under the water line. We stayed in a smaller town just outside of Queenstown proper and the clerk who checked us in gave us advice on using the transit system that was a lifesaver for the few days we were there. The traffic was very busy in and out of town, so we just hopped on the bus! That was also nice when we found the local wine shop that offered tastings of many local and New Zealand wines. While we were there enjoying tasting some wine I noticed a young man with a Case Western Reserve sweatshirt. Of course, I accosted him and got details. He is studying in Auckland for the semester and his parents were visiting from… Lancaster, Ohio a mere 30 minutes down the road from home. The world is a lovely and small place when you are willing to talk to strangers.

While in Queenstown we took the gondola up to the top of a mountain to check out the views. While we were deciding on what time to venture up there Dan said, let’s go now (it was about 10:30 am), we can pay too much for a mediocre lunch that will be worth it for the view. And it totally was, the sandwich was slightly better than mediocre and not horribly overpriced and the view was spectacular. They had a variety of activities you could watch when you could tear your eyes away from the lake and the mountain view. A concrete luge/sled track was very popular and there was a beginner track and a more advanced track, you could sit and watch folks coming down each of them. It didn’t take long for us to figure out which was the beginner’s, and which one was for the more advanced sledder. Some folks went so slow I could walk the track faster than they were sliding down it. We also saw bungee jumpers and paragliders. Everyone was having a good time! On another walk closer to our hotel one morning we noticed several small planes in flying over the valley, and then we noticed a small object falling below the plane. It was a skydiver and we could see them leaving the plane, falling for a long way and then watched the chutes open. That was cool.

Queenstown from the top of the Gondola!


A lot of people come to Queenstown and seek an adrenalin rush. 

A view on the drive to Queenstown.


From Queenstown we headed west to the Fiordlands National Park area. We had booked two trips for there so we could cruise around a couple of the famous landmarks on the southwest coast. We stayed in Te Anua which was a lovely town, also gets a lot of tourists, but not nearly as big or busy as Queenstown. It was cloudy and a bit rainy that afternoon and there was a lot of rain overnight and we woke up to snow covered mountain tops! After breakfast we boarded a bus to take us down the road so we could board a boat to take us across the lake so we could board another bus to take us over the mountains so we could board another boat to take us around Doubtful Sound! All that bussing and boating was awesome.

We had a rainbow follow us around the lake on the first boat ride.

We had a little rain and sun as we crossed the lake and a rainbow hung around for a good part of the trip. The dock on the other side of the lake was near a hydroelectric power plant that was built in the 1960’s to power an aluminum smelter down near Bluff.  In fact, the smokestack from that smelter is visible from Stewart Island and Dan and I had seen it when we were there so we had some context about how far they were moving that power. One of several interesting things about the power plant is that they collect water from the lake, run it down tunnels and through turbines, there is not a dam. Then they take the water out tunnels and release it into Doubtful Sound. There was objection to the plant because of concerns about the impact on the lake water levels, so there was agreement to run the plant while maintaining the water levels within the normal and natural lake levels. This is a pretty unique power plant. While they maintain the water levels on the lake, they dramatically reduced the flow of the river that is sourced by the lake and we didn’t hear how that was received.


Here is the end of the tunnel – the water goes from the lake to the turbines to the sound.


The whole area is mostly granite mountains, which gave us two interesting things to observe on our trip. The first and most picturesque was that all the rain from the previous night meant there were literally hundreds of temporary waterfalls flowing down the mountains near the lake and in the sound. You heard running water the whole day, even over the boat engines. The other thing you see are the scares left from tree avalanches. Because the rock is granite, first you get a layer of moss, then other vegetation and finally trees. But the roots are not very deep, so sometimes some trees begin to fall and create an avalanche. It takes a hundred years or so to revegetate to the previous state. So, there was lots of that evidence to see. Alas, we did not get to witness one happen, but there is always next time!

Doubtful Sound

The sun trying to come out on a cloudy day.


One of literally hundreds of waterfalls on this trip.

Doubtful Sound is bigger but less visited than Milford Sound, which was our second excursion for this area. For that trip we only had one bus and one boat, but another great experience. We took the bus north and into the Fiordlands park along a road that included a long tunnel painstakingly drilled through the mountains by some very hardy workers under pretty rough conditions. The views were amazing and we had more waterfalls, including a number of temporary ones. It was pretty cloudy and rainy on the drive but as we pulled up to the boat dock the sun came out and things cleared up. We spent the next several hours ohhing and ahhing at all the great sights that included several temporary and permanent waterfalls, including one supplied by a creek that followed a small fault line in the mountains. That fault line is responsible for many small earthquakes, but they require a seismological tool to know about them. Milford Sound also gives you a great view of a large glacier draining into a temperate rain forest and ending in a deep sound carved by previous glaciers. There aren’t too many other places you can see that!

Milford had many waterfalls too!

Did we say we saw hundreds of waterfalls in this area?

Snow capped mountains, more waterfalls and another great view in the sound.

The entrance to the tunnel, oh yeah, it is a one way tunnel.

Avalanches were a major issue during the construction of the road and the tunnel.

Aaannddd… more waterfalls.

Te Anua also has a bird sanctuary where we learned about conservation efforts for several bird species. A lot of conservation in New Zealand is about getting rid of introduced mammals like Stoats (a type of ferret), foxes, possum, rats and mice. So, they are doing a lot of trapping and poisoning of these animals and have managed to get a number of islands to be “predator free.” One person described conservation in New Zealand as spending a lot of time killing things. Alas, it is fighting an uphill battle as more than half of the native species, mostly birds, are already extinct.

Takahe’s are an endangered flightless bird, this sanctuary is a breeding spot.

This is what the eggs look like.

A trap.

From Te Anua we headed north toward two of New Zealand’s most famous glaciers – Fox and Franz Josef. The road to this area had been closed for almost a month after a major storm in March had caused a river to take out several access roads and the bridge. We saw news coverage of a guy in the area who had a dump truck and he was ferrying cars across the much less flooded river at one point.


The glaciers both come down into deep valleys along a beautiful mountain range. We lucked out with a few hours of clear weather and were able to get great views from across the valley near a lovely lake that provides great reflections of Fox Glacier. Alas, we could not hike to the glaciers because the trails and access roads were pretty well taken out the previous month. We did take a walk up the trail until we got to the trail closed sign – which they put up right where it was almost redundant. The trail also had a lovely side trail where there were glow worms, so we waited until close to sunset, and as it got darker we (ok, Dan) spotted small lights among the moss growing in roots of a fallen tree, talk about fairy lights! Alas, we were not able to get any photos. You will have to trust me on how awesome it was!!

The clouds are clearing for a few hours…

A lovely hike around the reflecting lake, and the weather cooperated for some photos.

Fox Glacier

A major storm about 6 weeks before we were there caused a flood and took out the trail.

New Zealand – Dunedin to Stewart Island

From Dunedin we continued south toward the Catlins Coast, an area with lots to see including petrified forests visible at low tide, waterfalls and lots of great views. We stopped in Balclutha because it was lunch time. Balclutha, located on a river a little inland, was not a large town, but it did have an I Site and several restaurants. We tried the local Indian place and had a delicious meal and took the leftovers with us. The woman staffing the I Site was full of advice for our trip along the coast and loaded us up with a more detailed map and information about closed trails – saving us a drive up to a waterfall we would not be able to see. She did encourage us to check out several other waterfalls that didn’t have great signage, so without her advice we would have missed them!

The sign on the side of the road said “Sod House” So we stopped, it was a sod house that the local historical society has staged to show how it was in the late 1800s.

This is a real toadstool, just growing in some grass. Lots of interesting fungus here – but I still don’t eat it.

Along the this very scenic drive we made stops that took us out to scenic overlooks, lighthouses, and a petrified forest that appears during low tide. Another low tide activity was the walk out to Monkey Island. We initially hit Monkey Island while the tide was high enough that you could not walk out and climb to the top, but after we had continued on and enjoyed a great lunch, a short hike and some more great views, we were heading back to our hotel and we decided to see if the tide was down enough, and it was! The “island” is just about 50 meters from the shore, but the tide is big enough that the beach extends out and you can climb up to an observation platform on top, Nice views.

Monkey Island – still a little wet for heading over.

The trees on the trails are always interesting.

Petrified wood laying on the beach during low tide.


We stayed in Invercargill for a few days on this leg of the trip, and it is an interesting city. The downtown was a little run-down and a number of the buildings had notices that they needed remediation to meet earthquake proof standards which may have contributed to the number of empty buildings. Based on random bits of information gleaned here and there, it appears that changes to national building codes in response to the Christchurch earthquake are creating many challenges for smaller cities and towns, especially as older buildings in their central business districts are being hit with these remediation orders. But, like many cities and towns here, it does have a lovely public garden with an aviary, so we saw some very colorful and noisy birds.

One of the many birds in the aviary.

The Invercargill Water Tower, a registered site of engineering accomplishment. Alas, due to earthquake risk you can no longer tour it.

One of Invercargill’s claims to fame is that it is the home of Burt Munroe who still holds the land speed record and was memorialized in the movie “The World’s Fastest Indian.” There is a motorcycle museum, and the actual motorcycle Burt Munroe rode is displayed at the local hardware store, along with an interesting array of other motorcycles, old cars and machines and some of the motorcycles made to shoot the movie in 2005.

One of the movie versions – there was a large group of motorcycle men surrounding the display with the original so we weren’t able to get a good photo.

Another of the old cars displayed around the hardware store, it was quite a place.

A double rainbow that appeared as we walked around Invercargill, it persisted for a long time and got very bright. We stayed pretty dry though, the rain was down the road.

From Invercargill we drove down to the southern end of Highway 1 to Bluff where we boarded a passenger ferry to Stewart Island. Stewart Island is the third largest island in New Zealand and is mostly national park and has one of the major tramping tracks (we call them hiking trails) so the ferry is pretty popular. We stayed in the town of Oban and took advantage of a number of the smaller tracks around town. The longer trails have tramping huts where hikers can stay – 60 bunks and a long drop (latrine), but as most of you know, that is not our travel style. The trails took us to one of the first homes built on the island, several amazing lookouts, along beautiful coastline and down to some lovely beaches.

The sign at the end of the road.

One of the many lovely beaches on Stewart Island.

Moonrise over Half Moon Bay, Stewart Island.

A view from the trail on Stewart Island.

Another great coastline view from the south end of the South Island.

Oyster Catchers – yes, the beak’s are that bright!

Part of a weather station on Stewart Island, the liquid filled ball focuses the sun – you can see the scorch marks just to the right on the special paper that is removed each day.

One of the smaller islands around Stewart Island.

The island is pretty hilly, so on the last day we decided to rent electric bikes so we could get to the end of the road and check out the views from there. We had great fun and found the bikes to make the hills easy to climb and great fun to descend! At one point, we stopped for a view at the bottom of one of the hills and then needed to head back up. Well, we don’t ride bikes all that often and we aren’t presented many hill riding opportunities when we do ride at home, so starting an unfamiliar bike with electric turbo assist on the up hill did present an interesting challenge. I got myself started and was headed up, Dan seemed to be trying a new uphill strategy and was taking longer to get started than expected, but he waved me on and I continued up hell and around the corner. I waited at the curve (it had a marginally smaller uphill grade) for a few minutes but he still didn’t appear. Eventually he caught up, with some grass hanging from one pedal. “I went into the ditch” he explained, and I thought he had just failed to stay on the road. When we made our next stop to enjoy the sights, he winced and held his ribs, “I must have hit harder than I thought.” Apparently, after his loving wife rode off without him, he pushed the turbo boost on the bike and it took off into the ditch with him before he took a tumble. A few days of rib soreness and sympathy from me were the result.

After returning to Bluff, we stayed the night and were able to enjoy some world famous Bluff oysters in Bluff! This was even better because it was Easter weekend and the liquor laws in New Zealand make the sale and public consumption of alcohol during the holiday a pretty interesting proposition. Not sure what all of the requirements are, but many restaurants and bars are not able to serve alcohol or allow BYO and our hotel didn’t plan to be able to serve it on Good Friday. But, for several reasons, not just my inquiry, the owners were able to meet the requirement. They called on the previous owner of the hotel who had sold to them a few months earlier and entered her second and well deserved retirement. She agreed to come in and be the “duty manager” required to allow them to serve wine and beer that evening. Turns out she is originally from Cincinnati and moved to New Zealand 40 years ago, retired to Bluff, bought a small hotel and ran it for about 10 years and then retired again last year

New Zealand: Christchurch to Dunedin

Our adventure has moved from Australia to New Zealand. We wanted to get to New Zealand before their winter hit in full, as they are as far south of the equator as Montana and Michigan are north of the equator. Now, they don’t have the same weather because they are an island surrounded by a body of water that does not freeze, but it can get quite cold and snowy in some areas.

On arrival at the airport we headed to passport control and went through the staffed stations as opposed to an e-passport area. While we were, apparently, eligible for the automated process there was hardly any line and we lucked out because the woman who checked our passports was full of suggestions for things to see and do and very excited that we were coming with so much time and so little planned yet. She probably spent 2 minutes doing the passport thing and 8 minutes providing travel advice! We then had to go through biosecurity review and because we had spent time at the koala sanctuary in Brisbane we needed to have our shoes inspected. Dan was wearing the shoes he had used to see the koalas, I had to dig my pair out of my bag. The man doing the inspection seemed pleased that our shoes appeared fairly clean and devoid of anything a visual inspection would tag as a biohazard. Alas the family behind us didn’t fair so well when the packet of cookies was discovered in a kid’s bag. They were let off with a stern warning as opposed to the $400 fine that was splashed on at least 50 posters leading from the gate to the baggage claim and inspection area.

The Christchurch Cathedral 8 years after the earthquake – signs indicate there is a plan for restoration

Christchurch is still very much recovering from the major earthquakes that hit in 2011 and there is a lot of construction, new buildings and old buildings being held up with support beams, and little other evidence of future plans. The cathedral and the old city hall were both heavily damaged and clearly being shored up while someone determines a path forward, other places are shiny modern buildings clearly replacing something that did not survive. There are lots of old facades with new structures built behind them. In addition to that recovery, the city was also still obviously dealing with the mosque shootings that occurred shortly before we got there. There was a block long section of sidewalk near the botanical gardens that was covered in flowers, old and new, and messages of support. As we walked down a residential street we saw a box with stickers and a pen with the note – write a note of support for our Muslim family and post it in town. We saw lots of stickers around, again some fresh, some more muted in the weeks that had passed.

Just part of the flower strewn sidewalk for the victims of the mosque shootings

We wandered around town and enjoyed finding hidden gems like a Victorian era clock tower and a fancy phone booth built in the 1920’s to commemorate the 50th year some guy had lived in Christchurch. We also came across a beam from the World Trade Center that was sent to Christchurch in 2003 to be made a statue unveiled during the World Firefighters Games held there that year. One morning we were headed to get some tourist information and came across a arts and crafts market with food vendors and spent most of the morning looking at fun things and trying some food from the food trucks!

Very clear streams here.

The alpine regions of the island are full of waterfalls.

There is a train that goes from Queenstown across the middle of the South Island to the west coast, and it is justly famous for the beautiful scenery. When we went to book the trip the woman helping us suggested that we get off a Arthur’s Pass and hike instead of staying on the train all day. The train would come back through and pick us up and we’d have about 4 hours to see the mountains, and besides she assured us that the best part of the ride was up to Arthur’s Pass. We took that option and had a great day. The train ride was as beautiful as advertised and it was nice to get off and head out for a hike. When we stopped in the information center at the park near that train depot the ranger showed us several short hikes we could take during out layover and then said “I see you have water bottles, but if you run out you can drink from our streams!” She encouraged us to drink straight from the streams, no filters necessary. We did not try that, but every bit of water we saw on the trails was startlingly clear, and the views were lovely.

Views from the train, it is set up for viewing the great scenery.

The beginning of our hiking at Arthur’s Pass.

After a nice stay in Christchurch we arranged for a rental car and headed out. We had a map of the South Island that had a number of pink highlighted places thanks to a helpful person at the tourist information center. We hopped on to the scenic route – they are all pretty scenic here, but this one was also not the heavily travelled main road – and headed down the coast. The east coast of the island has lots of lovely beaches and well-established sand dunes, charming towns and interesting sights.

For a $2 NZ coin this thing will blow smoke, whistle and make great engine noises!

We made a stop in Oamaru to check out a Steampunk exhibit – they have a whole museum dedicated to the contraptions made popular in Victorian sci-fi, like Jules Verne’s machines. Pretty cool stuff and that was on the outside, we didn’t feel inclined to go in as it was a beautiful day. The museum is at one end of an attractive and intact Victorian era harbor district with lots of interesting shops filling the buildings. We wandered into one building where someone was running quite the eclectic museum and talked to an older gentleman who gave us some tips about what to see a little further down the coast and how to avoid the expensive tourist trap related to the Moeraki Boulders and a lighthouse. We followed his advice and had a wonderful afternoon walking the beach to see the boulders without having to run a gauntlet of tour buses and cruise excursion groups. And the boulders were more interesting than we had thought. The lighthouse was not open to the public, but the views and the walk down to the bluff to see the seals and sea lions was everything the guy has set it up to be!

The Moeraki boulders are round and interesting and line the beach, some are still being revealed from inside the sand dunes.

A sea lion resting on his laurels (of seaweed).

Thee lighthouse.

We spent a few days in the city of Dunedin and enjoyed several very hilly walks around town, sampled beer at the Speight’s brewery and found local wine, apples and pastry at the weekly market. Charming town with lots of Scottish influence.

The Dunedin Train station, very Victorian.

The tourist information center there – an I Site, they are all over the country and a great resource – set us up on a nature tour that took us to see Albatross, including nesting chicks at a reserve, yellow eyed penguins, fur seals and sea lions. As we walked along the beach after spotting several of the rare and adorable penguins, we started seeing a lot of male sea lions lounging around. Now, all of the signs we had seen suggested 10 meters or more distance between you and the sea lions, we were way closer! Our guides encouraged us to move along but did not seem particularly alarmed and for the most part the sea lions seemed unconcerned as well, didn’t make me any more willing to linger though. As we moved past the large male that woke up and barked at the smaller and younger male nearby, our guide Donna got our attention and with a big grin announced “look, a fresh regurgitation!” Part of her excitement stemmed from the fact that the evidence of the regurgitation included some tentacles and the head of a barracuda. This allowed us to learn more about sea lion digestion than I ever cared to know, but it was interesting. The tour was great an they went out of their way and added a stop to take us to an area where they thought there would be some young sea lions hanging out. There was one and he put on quite the show for us! Great day!

An albatross in flight – they just unfurl those huge wings and let the wind lift them from the cliff side.

An albatross chick, not yet ready to fly, but willing to spread his wings!

Yellow eyed penguin!

Another yellow eyed penguin coming in from a day of fishing.

The big sea lion we were way too close to!

An overload of cuteness from a playful fur seal pup!