Lake Gunn – Queenstown – Arrowtown – Cromwell – Wanaka
01.05.2012 - 02.05.2012
We woke at Lake Gunn to the coldest morning yet – absolutely freezing, but great views of the lake and snow-capped mountains.
After a welcome hot porridge breakfast we went for a walk along the beginning of the Routeburn Track – one of the multi-day walks you can do in this part of the world.
Starting in dense forest, we walked up a steep hill to the summit, where we were slap bang in the middle of three huge valleys in the Southern Alps – every direction we turned there was a huge wall of white mountain in front of us. Great walk!!
After descending, we made the long drive to Queenstown – the adventure capital of New Zealand. Last time Joe was here he was armed with a hefty chunk of saved pennies set aside specifically for jumping off things, surfing rapids and sliding down hills. With this in mind, Joe was on the verge of tears as he resisted the temptation of the ‘Largest Swing in the World’, saving money for the cheaper and as yet untravelled Central American portion of the trip! Consolation was found in the shape of a huge burger from the famous Fergburger, followed by a pang of guilt for spending money on a big burger!! Queenstown is a great place, but unless armed with a wad of the aforementioned cash it is a little frustrating!!
We spent that night just out of Queenstown with beautiful views. In the morning we drove through sleepy Arrowtown, before stopping for a coffee at the Kawarau River – home of the bungy! We watched several jumpers and as Joe contemplated jumping with no rope to save the pennies, it was Sarah’s turn to start feeling the adrenaline as we watched the history of bungy DVD. We resisted the jump, and drove to Cromwell for lunch – a nice little town with a quirky historic site on the lakeside. Post lunch and we headed towards Lake Wanaka, where we would sleep that night. Sarah was twitchy – in a matter of minutes the phone was out, Skydive Lake Wanaka had been rung, and Sarah was booked to do a Skydive from 12,000 feet 10am the next morning! Incredible scenes of excitement followed in the campervan, the likes of which are normally reserved for trying to shepherd sandflies out of the windows. Sarah was now so full of adrenaline she decided to wash her hair in a bucket of cold water whilst Joe went for a bike ride before dinner. The ensuing night was bitterly cold again, but a Skydive is taking place tomorrow!