I arrived yesterday around noon, after a beautiful bus trip through the Canterbury Plains and the foothills of the Southern Alps. As soon as I’d gotten settled in, I set out to explore, knowing I only had such a short time here in this valley at the foot of the highest mountain in NZ.
I started to climb to a viewpoint, but realized two things: 1) I forgot to put on sunscreen and the sun here is insanely strong even with SPF 40, and 2) I hate climbing stairs. I like walking, I don’t even mind all that much if it’s uphill, but after 20 minutes of stairs up the side of a hill, I threw in the towel disgustedly. I’d already gotten quite a nice view, so I decided to go explore the valley instead. So, after a stop at the hostel to put on sunscreen (despite of which I got burned – we’re right under the ozone hole here) I did the four hour return walk to the Hooker Valley. This was lovely, absolutely beautiful, ending at the foot of the glacier.
When I got back, I was completely shattered, however, having made the return journey at a very brisk pace. So I used the sauna here at the hostel, which made me feel wonderfully relaxed, and then chatted with some of the women in my dorm. Among them an older Swiss lady (probably in her 60s), traveling by herself and working on organic farms. We’re also going to be on the same bus later today, me going to Wanaka, she to Queenstown.
In Wanaka I’ll spend three nights, which I’m looking forward to (and not just because I’ll be able to do some laundry *g*) – plus, I booked a skydive for tomorrow. What can I say – I’m going to end this year on a high! 🙂
Btw, ‘Aoraki’ is the Maori name of Mt. Cook and apparently means ‘cloud piercer’, which is fitting.