Wanaka et al

We liked Wanaka. It has somehow avoided the plasticity of Queenstown & retained its individuality, while still projecting a welcoming face, even though we didn't stay there.






We did, however, make the pilgrimage out to the airfield, to the Fighter Pilots Museum where we were shown round by a most unassuming elderly gentleman who casually informed us that he used to fly Corsairs when he was in his prime. Thank you Mr Berryman for being the consumate host & talking TO Jude & not over the top of her head even though she was in her wheelchair.




From Wanaka, we drove over the hills to Lake Hawea, all the way up one side of Hawea, back over the hills to Wanaka, then all the way along the top end of Wanaka & eventually into Haast Pass. What can I say about a drive like that ? You definitely get to a point where superlatives fail you & you resolve not to take another picture of lakes & scenery, but always in the south you are seduced by the view & the large number of laybys present everywhere for that purpose, so you do anyway.















It was two very weary little wanderers that eventually found a motel in the Haast township to stay the night.