Mountain Chalet Motels
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- Shuttle bus service
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Wheelchair accessibility
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We woke up this morning at 8 am and spent our last morning at the Laing's house. We enjoyed breakfast while watching Argentina play Belgium on tv. We packed up, and said our last good-byes to the Laing family before heading off around 9 30 am. The Laings have been absolutely fabulous to us, and we hope that we can return the favour soon when they …
... from the viewing area today either, but I took the risk and drove up to Mt Cook Village.
Mary from next door told me all about the time she was there sitting in a coffee shop in front of their picture window and then the cloud suddenly lifted and, wow, there was Aoraki! Based on that, I had to take the risk.
The mountain tops were under cloud all the way up the valley. I ...
... of mother! The boys loved it. Then we walked down to the edge of the lake, and since the water level was down a bit, the last 100m or so was a scramble over rocks of all sizes. So of course, Harrison was in heaven once again – rock throwing into a lake with an endless supply of rocks, no other people to get in the way and hands all gloved up to prevent the inevitable frozen hands and “Finished lake!”. We spent a good hour ...
... It stands in good company, as 23 of the 27 of NZ's tallest peaks are in this area; as the crow flies, it is only 53 km back to the Franz Josef and Fox Glacier ranges that we were at a few weeks ago, but to drive there would take days! Oh, to be a crow!
We detoured out to go to the viewpoint for Tasman Glacier and Tasman Lake, which is filled with ...
... were greeted with a freezing glacier lake, that in the baking sun still held large lumps of ice. Here we rested, competing for who could keep their feet in the cold longest, before we began the walk back, smiling encouragingly at others to assure them they were in for a treat. We returned to the campsite with food on our minds so cooked ourselves a rather large and well deserved meal. Three nights in our camper, which we now called Molly, had already gone! Time to hit the road ...