Part 7- The farewell and the Mt Cook experience

At this point we split up from the girls again. They were lucky enough to have plenty of time to head further south to the fiordland, whilst we had to start making our way back to Christchurch. It was indeed a sad moment, nothing brightens up a van like their happy chatter. They smell better too.

Nevertheless, our trip took us eastwards to Mount Cook, the highest peak in New Zealand and the whole of the south pacific. We hiked in the ice, wished we still had our crampons and had plentyful snowball fights.



The day after, and for my last day of holidays we headed over to lake Tekapo further east. We had planned on Water Skiing, but were told that we’d be retarded to that in this cold (well, I think they were a bit more polite than that, but you get my meaning). We were advised to take up fishing instead. But they had the last laugh on us again, since they had no equipment to rent to us.
So we did the only thing that three mature young guys can do on their last day together in new Zealand: We played Lord of the Rings! We went proper trigger happy and made a whole storyline (jeeeezz) which I’ll spare you. Viewing available on request tho…