Day 5 Te Anau to Christchurch May 23
Drove leisurely back to Queenstown to catch our flight back to Christchurch, stopping on the way at a lovely new coffee shop at Five Rivers. They asked if we had any change, since it was a very long way to the nearest bank! The weather did seem quite gloomy, low cloud, but by the time we got back to QT it seemed brighter. There was lots of snow on the Cardrona peaks, and it was noticeably colder. We walked around the shops for a while, Hilary wanted to go to Minus 5, which was an Ice Bar, but it didn’t open till 3 and we had to get to the airport for our 4.40 p.m. flight. She bought a merino wool cardigan & I bought a pair of possum wool socks (for David), we’ll fit it all in somehow! Took the car back and received the staff discount OK, had emailed Delia and she had very kindly got someone in HR to fax a letter to CHC Airport. I promised I wouldn’t do it again! Sat in the airport with a glass of wine (bit early but no more driving to do!) and watched 2 planes go out (Air NZ) & a couple of little ones come in. Terminal at QT is new, all that Asian money I suppose, so very pleasant, but the way out did look a little scary, all those mountains. We weren’t able to check-in for our Jet Connect (Qantas cheapie) flight because they weren’t sure whether it would be cancelled or not, and guess what, it was! The incoming flight was diverted to Invercargill, about 2.5 hours drive away, but Qantas have no security to take off from there, so the plane flew back empty to CHC & we went by bus! We drove all through the High Country on practically the same route we had taken down, just not over the Cardrona mountains! Couldn’t see much though, because dark by 6, only that it looked as if it had snowed there. We learnt later that QT airport only operates in daylight hours, it has to get the last flight out by 5.15 at this time of year. Also that Air NZ fly 90% of the time to the correct destination, Qantas only about 50%! Useful to know next time, though I doubt we’ll come so late again unless it’s to go ski-ing (I’m joking, I don’t ski, Hilary does, but doesn’t like it!). We stopped for a hot meal at Lake Tekapo, then drove into the centre of Christchurch to drop off a tour group staying at the Millenium Hotel. Had we known that our final destination was the other side of town from the airport, we would have got off there too & got a taxi, but instead we went back to the airport & were then dropped off outside a very closed domestic terminal. Then had to walk round the international terminal to find the hotel shuttle buses, all at about 00:30, we were not happy bunnies!
Fortunately a shuttle bus was just ready to leave, so we eventually got to our YHA Old CouuntryHouse accommodation at about 01:00. We had hoped for an evening in Christchurch, but I have been before, so it wasn’t so disappointing. CHC has a problem with boy racers, I didn’t believe Hilary when she told me about it, when we saw a large group of young men & souped up cars by a park while we were on the coach. We heard them later though, at about 2 a.m! Lots of the roads in CHC are very wide & tree-lined, so I guess it lends itself a bit. Too much money obviously.
Day 6 Christchurch to Wellington May 24
Only saw the street outside the YHA (very nice, our bit looked new and central heating by radiators, practically unheard of in NZ!). Had booked a shuttle back to the airport, which arrived promptly, & fortunately our flight back was fine. Ali met us so all very easy. I stayed for lunch & then drove up the coast to ‘home’. I must say it felt rather odd to return, despite the beach & the views I felt ‘down in the dumps’, I suppose we’d had such a great time & talked lots. I am closer to my sister now than I ever been I think, good news for both of us, since there’s only us and one cousin still in contact on ‘our’ side of the family.
Came home to find that the cat (Wizzer) was very sick, possible pneumonia, and Erola needed my help to give him his medicine. He’s practically a wild cat, he went missing for 7 months and fended for himself, so she has to hold him tight in a blanket while I shoot the ‘pen’ thing down his throat. We have both been viciously clawed, I want danger money! He’s a big Tom cat (neutered fortunately), and Erola is only little, so catching him & holding on to him is not easy. I couldn’t do it, too scared!
Thoughts re South Is
Wild & woolly, & not just the landscape! Very beautiful, very open, I think about 1 million people live there in total, less than a quarter of NZ’s population but the land area is much larger than the North island. A quarter of it is the Fiordland National park, which we just visited a very tiny part of at Milford Sound. It is a ‘different country’, but not just to look at, it feels different too. In North Is, it is difficult to imagine what it must have been like for the early pioneers, down South they still live there! We hardly saw a Maori or a Pacific Islander, it is very European. CHC is English, but as the town names imply (Invercargill, Dunedin,Fairlie), further south it is definitely Scottish. However, it does look like it is changing, from an upland sheep-farming place to dairy farming. I’m sure it’s the ‘land of opportunity’ if you are a multi-skilled handyman & don’t mind the cold. We did get ‘beauty overload’, around every bend is still more stunning scenery & after a while it does become a little mind-numbing. However, it’s great to know that in the Western world such places do still exist, long may it remain so.
Drove leisurely back to Queenstown to catch our flight back to Christchurch, stopping on the way at a lovely new coffee shop at Five Rivers. They asked if we had any change, since it was a very long way to the nearest bank! The weather did seem quite gloomy, low cloud, but by the time we got back to QT it seemed brighter. There was lots of snow on the Cardrona peaks, and it was noticeably colder. We walked around the shops for a while, Hilary wanted to go to Minus 5, which was an Ice Bar, but it didn’t open till 3 and we had to get to the airport for our 4.40 p.m. flight. She bought a merino wool cardigan & I bought a pair of possum wool socks (for David), we’ll fit it all in somehow! Took the car back and received the staff discount OK, had emailed Delia and she had very kindly got someone in HR to fax a letter to CHC Airport. I promised I wouldn’t do it again! Sat in the airport with a glass of wine (bit early but no more driving to do!) and watched 2 planes go out (Air NZ) & a couple of little ones come in. Terminal at QT is new, all that Asian money I suppose, so very pleasant, but the way out did look a little scary, all those mountains. We weren’t able to check-in for our Jet Connect (Qantas cheapie) flight because they weren’t sure whether it would be cancelled or not, and guess what, it was! The incoming flight was diverted to Invercargill, about 2.5 hours drive away, but Qantas have no security to take off from there, so the plane flew back empty to CHC & we went by bus! We drove all through the High Country on practically the same route we had taken down, just not over the Cardrona mountains! Couldn’t see much though, because dark by 6, only that it looked as if it had snowed there. We learnt later that QT airport only operates in daylight hours, it has to get the last flight out by 5.15 at this time of year. Also that Air NZ fly 90% of the time to the correct destination, Qantas only about 50%! Useful to know next time, though I doubt we’ll come so late again unless it’s to go ski-ing (I’m joking, I don’t ski, Hilary does, but doesn’t like it!). We stopped for a hot meal at Lake Tekapo, then drove into the centre of Christchurch to drop off a tour group staying at the Millenium Hotel. Had we known that our final destination was the other side of town from the airport, we would have got off there too & got a taxi, but instead we went back to the airport & were then dropped off outside a very closed domestic terminal. Then had to walk round the international terminal to find the hotel shuttle buses, all at about 00:30, we were not happy bunnies!
Fortunately a shuttle bus was just ready to leave, so we eventually got to our YHA Old CouuntryHouse accommodation at about 01:00. We had hoped for an evening in Christchurch, but I have been before, so it wasn’t so disappointing. CHC has a problem with boy racers, I didn’t believe Hilary when she told me about it, when we saw a large group of young men & souped up cars by a park while we were on the coach. We heard them later though, at about 2 a.m! Lots of the roads in CHC are very wide & tree-lined, so I guess it lends itself a bit. Too much money obviously.
Day 6 Christchurch to Wellington May 24
Only saw the street outside the YHA (very nice, our bit looked new and central heating by radiators, practically unheard of in NZ!). Had booked a shuttle back to the airport, which arrived promptly, & fortunately our flight back was fine. Ali met us so all very easy. I stayed for lunch & then drove up the coast to ‘home’. I must say it felt rather odd to return, despite the beach & the views I felt ‘down in the dumps’, I suppose we’d had such a great time & talked lots. I am closer to my sister now than I ever been I think, good news for both of us, since there’s only us and one cousin still in contact on ‘our’ side of the family.
Came home to find that the cat (Wizzer) was very sick, possible pneumonia, and Erola needed my help to give him his medicine. He’s practically a wild cat, he went missing for 7 months and fended for himself, so she has to hold him tight in a blanket while I shoot the ‘pen’ thing down his throat. We have both been viciously clawed, I want danger money! He’s a big Tom cat (neutered fortunately), and Erola is only little, so catching him & holding on to him is not easy. I couldn’t do it, too scared!
Thoughts re South Is
Wild & woolly, & not just the landscape! Very beautiful, very open, I think about 1 million people live there in total, less than a quarter of NZ’s population but the land area is much larger than the North island. A quarter of it is the Fiordland National park, which we just visited a very tiny part of at Milford Sound. It is a ‘different country’, but not just to look at, it feels different too. In North Is, it is difficult to imagine what it must have been like for the early pioneers, down South they still live there! We hardly saw a Maori or a Pacific Islander, it is very European. CHC is English, but as the town names imply (Invercargill, Dunedin,Fairlie), further south it is definitely Scottish. However, it does look like it is changing, from an upland sheep-farming place to dairy farming. I’m sure it’s the ‘land of opportunity’ if you are a multi-skilled handyman & don’t mind the cold. We did get ‘beauty overload’, around every bend is still more stunning scenery & after a while it does become a little mind-numbing. However, it’s great to know that in the Western world such places do still exist, long may it remain so.