So let’s start where I left off….
The Routeburn couldn’t have come at a better time. I was team leader on our first day of 9 hours hiking through the Routeburn. We set-off mid-morning carry our “light” packs through the mountains and beautiful valleys of New Zealand. Every turn of the Routeburn was incredible. The lakes were memorizing and the crystal clear blue-green water would trap my ADD attention to the present moment. When we got to Lake McKenzie hut all I could think about was eating my soup and crackers. The last descend of hike was describe by Tim as the underworld of the Routeburn because of the overgrown moss on the trees and rocks. The birds chirping echoed through the undercover of wilderness. The warden of Lake Mckensi hut told us we had a storm warning and high winds approaching. We were all assigned to a hut instead of the original plan of camping outside of the hut. The high winds and fallen trees throughout the night kept me from deep sleeping. We woke up early by the warden announcing there was a break in the storm and to hike down. Kelly, Laura, and I started to head down before the group because we were the “gimps”. WE made it down with just sprinkles beading off our jackets. The Routeburn was over but not the adventure. Milford Sound Cruise
The Milford Sound Cruise was cloudy and rainy, but it didn’t drown my excitement of riding on a boat. We get on the boat and no one is on the boat except for an elder couple. Although it was pissing down rain as the Kiwi’s would say. The waterfalls were raging with water and all I can say is nothing I wore was dry. I was soaked head to toe because we got to go underneath a waterfall on the boat. It was the Niagara Falls of New Zealand. After enjoying a cup of coffee and attempting to get dry, we were back in the White Snail.
Now soaking wet with 11 other people in the White Snail traveling though the national park enjoying the beautiful scenery of nowhere. As I listen to Jonsi (thanks Katie), the white snail started to scream and smoke. I’m no car mechanic, but it wasn’t a good sound. We pull over to see the White Snail was smoking from the engine and completely died. The White Snail was no longer. For a second I thought these would be a great story because now we were stuck in the middle of a national park on a hillside in the rain. AS Adam referenced the Power of Now about accepting the situation and letting roll off your shoulder. We had a two-hour or so wait while Dayne got help. The help arrived and we gave the White Snail our final goodbyes. We had a free relaxing day in Te Anus. Te Anus wasn’t in our plan but it turned out to be a great day because Dayne caught a fish.Wanaka
The day I fell in love with “Bike Love”. We got to go mountain biking on a private farm in Wanaka. I loved everything about mountain biking. If you like sweating, getting muddy, and powering a machine of transportation then you’ll probably love it too. The feeling of peddling up a hill to receive the adrenaline rush of the other side is incredible. I always like biking around town, but now I might be a little obsessed. At one moment I remember my back tire skidding out on a rock face and becoming terrified about falling. As my mind recollected the advice given to me before to release your brakes because tires are meant to roll. Laura, Dayne and I pretending to make dirt bike sounds as we mob through sand, mud, dirt, and fields of sheep wouldn’t be a start on how much fun I had. Now craving to buy a hard tail bike as soon as I get home.
Christchurch
The arrival of Christchurch was on upsetting one. As the earthquake aftermath is still remains in the city. The last night in New Zealand we struggled trying to find a restaurant in the unfortunate city. The feeling of seeing the disaster of Mother Nature was depressing. The city will need to be rebuilt back up. WE took off leaving New Zealand on a great hacky sack session. The next adventures will be in HOT and STICKY OZ!!!
