Hillcrest South Island

... at this time of the year they are being 'dried off' and so their udders are not so full. The cows really have personalities and some of them have names and some just numbers. No. 119 is the naughty girl of the herd and always lingers, so is the last out of the field and dawdles, rather like a stroppy teenager, making Leanne have to chivvy her on all the time. She always ends up last in the milking as well, no ...

... official most southernly point of the south island, but it was a 30 min walk away and cold so we didnt venture to the sign. There were some caves along the route but they were closed because of a landslide which was dissapointing. We drove to Invercargill and had a brief look around and then headed to Bluff for the night which is the end, or the start of Scenic Highway 1 - the main highway which runs from top to bottom of both islands.

Nach ein** netten Fahrt ueb** die Otago Peninsula am 1. Mai mit 2 and**en Deutschen und ein** Taiwanesin, bin ich wied** allein unt**wegs. Wir haben Pinguine und Seeloewen gesehen und Albatrosse im Flug ueb** uns**e Koepfe. Das Auto hat bis zum Schluss durchgehalten. D** letzte B**g zum Hostel war einfach zu steil, da hat ** wied** gestunken wie v**rueckt und ich musste im 1. Gang hochkriechen. Ab** jetzt laeuft ** wied** normal und ueblich**weise ...

Feeling reluctant to say goodbye to the beautifully sunny Queenstown, we drove two hours south to the southern most major town of the South Island, Invercargill. We only used this town as an overnight stopover and made a brief visit to the centre before driving on to the Catlins district on the south coast. This drive along the Southern Scenic Route passes through rural heartland, rugged coastlines, lakes and stunning waterfalls. Our first destination was the small ...

... was at their friend's house. oh, so that's why the two of them, and their housemate, each popped off to get washed and dressed. oops! luckily, the couple who were hosting the sunday roast didn't mind too much that shannon had invited us, or at least they didn't show it, and fed us well. now, i think shannon and shannon must have told them the plan as they had cooked up a lot of food. there were two huge chunks of roast pork and lamb served up, two different bakes, platefuls of ...

15-03: Naar Tuatapere gereden en daar de nodige reserveringen gemaakt voor de Humpridge Track. Een 3-daagse loop tocht van 53 km die zo'n 20 minuten rijden van Tuatapere begint. Omdat een van de twee hutten volgeboekt was op de eerste dag, konden we de track beter van achter naar voor lopen. Op zich maakte het niet uit, want het was een rondje. In plaats van een enorme klim op de eerste dag, hadden we nu een gematigde klim op dag 1 ...

... fast! As the fly sheet began to leave its moorings, we dressed Steven and put him in the car; very quickly packed everything in to the cases, bags and boxes with the aid of a very poor torch (horrors - Yvonne had to leave without sweeping out the tent!) and finally we managed to get the tent down and in the car, amazingly with no damage. We made some sandwiches in the kitchen on the site and set off north to the more clement weather!

... Kevin, Callum and Declan went out to Kevins land where he runs his horses and sheep to sort the lambs from the ewes. Declan stayed on to help with the crutching and seemed to enjoyed wrestling the lambs so grandad could do the shearing - perhaps we have a budding farmhand... Or perhaps he ...

At this point we are traveling around the bottom part of the South Island. The scenery here is endless rolling hills, beautiful beaches and rugged coast line. One constant is the sheep. They are everywhere. One million people here and 40 million sheep...or some such number. Many of the photos I have sent already in earlier blogs are ...

... the ship&#8217;s load by dumping his cargo into the harbour in order to free the ship, but the government authorities were having none of that, and considering the cargo happened to be urea fertiliser I can understand why. <br><br>I went up to the lookout at nearby Bluff Hill where a late middle-aged man accompanied by his wife, the man quite possibly being a train spotter under different circumstances, stood peering ...