Part 4- Walking on thick ice

The next morning we woke up uber early to catch the sunrise at Lake Matheson, further south, near the mountains. Totally worth it, the lake was so relfective and the was the light shone on the lake was a proper kodak moment.



We then ventured onto Fox glacier. Maori legends speak of the Avalanche girl, who was a fervient rock climber. Then this guy (insert hardcore maori name here) fell in love with her, and to prove himself worthy, the fool decided to climb the Fox Mountain to prove himslef worth. Needless to say, he slipped and fell onto the abyss. Dumbass.
Anyhow, the Avalanche girl, cried a lot, and her tears became the west coast glaciers. The tears from her left eye became the Franz Joseph glacer and those of her left became the Fox, which we quite happlily explored.
Armed with a set of Clampons (sic) we hiked around pretty high. It was pretty awesome, and sruprisingly warm! The ice was brilliant blue or grey depending on whether the glacier was ploughing through the land or not. And the views were so sweet.