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We drove out to Treble Cone, the local ski area, to check on conditions.
We took a wrong turn and ended up next to a herd of reindeer.
The gravel road up to the ski slopes.
It’s gorgeous out in this part of the world.
Random sheep.
Ski slope in sight!
Somewhere down there is a lake.
This is where Kristen and I thought “yeah… this is pretty weaksauce spring skiing conditions.”
Looking down into the valleys below.
We had a great view from our campervan at the holiday park just outside Wanaka.
Our happy little campervan!
A random dinosaur slide in a park by the lake.
Pleasure boats out on the water.
Oh yes, it is exactly what you think it is.
Not sure if this was truly the longest drink or not but let’s assume it was.
Crazy clouds on the mountains.
Yay New Zealand!
Gingerbread Assassins.
Leaving the glaciers behind, we headed back up into the mountains on a quest to reach the east side of the South Island.
Another narrow, ancient bridge.
The confluence of the Haast and Landsborough Rivers.
A raging torrent that the road snaked along for quite some distance.
An old bridge used to cross the maelstrom.
Over the pass and down the high alpine valleys of the east side.
A huge alpine lake.
