
After returning back to
Invercargill, the only thing that we could think of was spagetti
sauce that we had bottled before we left ChCh. So we have only
refuelled and topped up our food supplies and headed to our freedom
camping site near Thornbury. The following day we decided to have a
rest day so we repacked all car and left the site after 1pm. The
route to our chosen camping site was short and we have stopped only
for lunch in surfing heaven, Colac Bay. For the night we have settled
near Monkey Island. Former whaling site, the island is only
accesible during low tide. As we arrived a bit late we have to take
our shoes off when returing back to the beach. The place was
breathtaking. A beautiful beach and during the sunset we have managed
to take some amazing pictures. We felt so good there that we have
stayed until early afternoon, just relaxing on the beach.

Later that
day we stopped at Tuatapere, sausage town and also the base for Hump
Ridge Track. The track is privately owned and the price of the
three-day track had been increased to $135pp. This is a bit over our
budget...so no hump ridge even though it was in our plans:-(.
However, we at least picked up a map to Clifton Caves, a great
surprise on the way. The caves were even in the maps of early
European settlers as 'must see' attraction so we had to have a go as
well. And it was worth it. In Czech my only caving experience was
through a guided, well paved tour. This was completely different
experience. There was no one around, only us and our torches. It was
scary at times, especially when you see a huge rock above your head
just hanging between two other or when you had to go on your knees to
crawl under cave formations. I was quite lucky as I have managed to
get through just with muddy shoes and trousers. But Luky end up with
one leg inside 'a swimming pool', patchy word:-). Our experince could
only be expressed by 'That was just amazing!'.

On the way to the
campsite near Lake Haruko, the deepest lake in NZ (462m deep) I have
realized how much I love mountains and how much I missed them in
England. We were approaching Fiordland and the views were
breathtaking. The Haruko campsite was also next to a deer park.
Deers
were brought to NZ by European settlers and Zealanders are now trying
intensely to diminish their numbers because they are pests in NZ
nature. And as it is deers'
rooting period now (April in NZ is same as October in Europe) we
could hear the males making their weird noises all night.

So after 'a good' night
sleep we left to explore Lake Haruko and later Lake Monowai. There
we had another night feeling close to the nature. During teeth
brushing a possum was chasing his pray just meters away from us, then
the whole night we had to deal with never ending number of
mosquitoes, and in the morning we witnessed a fly fighting for its
life with wasp, and in the end both of them were eaten by Tomtit.
What a truly natural experience!

The next day we have
reach Manapouri, the base for Doubtful Sound cruises. In Oban I have
found an advert for Real Journeys discount for locals. Even though it
was only for Otago, Southland & Fiordland residents I have
mention it asking if we can be considered even as ChCh residents (did
not mention that we have moved out of course) and it worked! We got
discount over $100! So that was my small victory and we could treat
ourselves to a packed lunch during the cruise and lunch at local
cafe:-).

The cruise was great.
With the weather being fine for over a week, we have not managed to
see many waterfalls that Fiorlands is so famous for, but that is
something that we did not mind.
Firstly we had to cross Lake
Manapouri by just three month old ship. The sky was becoming clear
again so we could take some great pictures. As as the cruise was with
Real Journeys again we could treat ourselves to a free coffee. After
arrival into West Arm we change a mode of transfer to bus and headed
on 22km long Wilmot Pass Road to Deep Cove (number of inhabitants=1).

Bus drivers were also our guides so the journey was informative and
the scenery was what else than beautiful. Deep Cove was only another
harbor so it took only few minutes and we were again on the ship.
Doubtful Sound is actually a fiord (created by glacier, sound is
created by river). It has the perfect habitat for marine life so we
managed to see rare bottlenose dolphins and large colony of fur
seals. in one of the arms, the captain switched off engines and we
were in complete silence, calming experience in comparison with our
noisy everyday lives.

On our way back we have stopped in West Arm
Underground Power Station. A weird experience to be so deep under the
surface. Since Invercargill we saw evidence of the existence of this
power station. Starting from the aluminum smelter in Bluff, which the
power is mainly aimed for, dangerous road across the mountains near
Lake Monowai or notes of huge campaign that prevented increasing the
water level of lake Manapouri. Overall, even though it almost cost us
like a week on Stewart Island the cruise was an experience for life
and well worth it.
And that was the end of
our luck in Fiordland. Before the cruise we were checking internet
for Kepler Track as it is Great Walk and huts must be booked in
advance. To our disappointment it was almost fully booked (later on
we learned that there were three big groups tramping Kepler around
that time). So the only option for us to walk the track clockwise
which is harder and in three rather than four days. After the cruise
we have decided to the three day option. However, when we tried to
book it an error occurred and as we did not have coverage in our
campsite the following day even this option was booked. The error
occurred again when we tried to book hut for only one night which
would allow us to spend at least one day above the bush line. After a
run to DOC we managed to secure the booking in the end.


While waiting
for the track we headed to Milford Sound. We did not paid for the
cruise so we had a quick walk around the shore of the sound, take
pictures of Mitre Peak and headed back as it is nothing more to do
there. On the other hand, Milford Highway was full of small stops and
walks. The best one was Key Point track that allows you to walk above
bush line in less than three hours return. As the weather was still
good we had some great views and we even extended the track by
walking along the ridge on an unmarked route.

After return to Te Anau
I could not wait to walk the Kepler. First day we had to walk up to
the ridge so most of 13km was just climbing. But the track was in
almost perfect condition and very well planned so it was relatively
quick ascent for us. Lukas even managed to have a quick bath in the
lake. Once we had reached Luxmore Hut (1085m) there was a treat for
us in form of nearby caves that we could explore. The following day
we have walked along the ridge. We climbed Mt Luxmore (1472m) and at
Forest Burn Saddle we had to turn back as we had to get back to the
car before dawn. I was so sad to turn as ridges are my favorite part
of tramping but there were other ridge tracks that we had planned so
it wasn't that bad.

To continue with our
bad luck, when we were returning from Milford Sound the car started
to make weird noises so after return from Kepler track (Wednesday)
the first stop was a mechanic. It was a damaged drive shaft and it
had to be replaced. New part should arrived on Friday. So we had to
wait. It was fine, on Friday we could be in Queenstown and carry on
with traveling.

But it didn't arrive! In NZ small town nothing
happens during the weekend so we were happy to follow DOC suggestion
and tramp around lake Manapouri for two days. There we met two
fishermen that even brought with them a generator so they could have
a proper light in the hut:-). On Monday the part did arrive but
faulty and it was not even a correct size. I thought by nerves are
gone! Tuesday the mechanic was not there and on Wednesday the news
was that the correct part will arrive on Thursday. We were already
waiting for eight days so we were really angry. So we decided to
leave Te Anau and take a risk of driving 120km to Queenstown...
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