Sun sets on lake Tekapo on the way to Mt. Cook.
Attack birds on Lake Tekapo. This was strange and a bit scary to say the least. I was freaked by these birds that were between the size of a barn sparrow and a crow that started swooping down on Michelangelo and I shrieking and trying to attack us. Very strange. Basically they didn't want us on the rocks by the lake's shore.
Opal colored lake below Mt. Cook. Boy it was windy at the edge of that precipice falling into the canyon between the mountain range and where I crouched to take a photo in order to not get blown over. Did I mention it's windy in New Zealand?
The peak of Mt. Cook, the highest peak in New Zealand. Apparently it's not so easy to climb. You need a resume of previous mountaineering experience with crampons and rope and all that. So I'll have to find something a little more realistic.
Praying for the Hithhiking Gods to get someone to stop while hitching on the road to Mt. Cook.
Jason takes a turn hitching
Michelangelo takes a turn hitching
Jason has to get a lift in the next three cars. The odds didn't seem in his favor given the poor progress that day, but he did in fact get two sheep shearers to stop before the arbitrary three chances were up; and they bought *us* beers instead of the other way around. Almost every person that has picked us up have been Kiwis (as opposed to tourists) and have been in the industry of farming either by exploiting cows (milking them), sheep shearing and other industry related jobs.
Seals on really oddly formed rocks in Kaikora, where I swam with Dolphins.