. The lady turns up and turns out to be really friendly. We chat a bit, get our boat ready and off we row. On the other shore, we get off the little boat and start walking. But what do we see there? Mushrooms all over the place. There are the usual brown ones, but there are others being yellow, pink, red, purple, blue and white of white and....well, have a look at the picture below :-) There are curious birds as well. We already go to know the Fantails and they are back! We like to whistle to them and make them come close, really close. Another species of birds, another curious one, came even picking on my shoe! They must have believed that we were other birds, big ones in red and black jackets.....
We do a nice hike and from time to time the sun peaks through the clouds. We have no (real) rain and this for two days in the Fiordlands. Aren't we lucky?
We drive back through Te Anau and directly into Queenstown. A few things to do there. Laundry for example. And here I am sitting in that laundry place writing while waiting for the laundry to get done.
So far, New Zealand was a great experience, mainly due to the good work experiences. The goat farm was the absolute hit, the work in the vineyard following right behind. We both look forward to our next and last working experience here starting on May 25th. I won't tell. You'll see. Until then more driving (we drive quite a bit and most of our budget is for food and gas) and seeing more of the North of the South Island. We'll keep you posted.
We wake up early in the morning. It is still dark. There are cars passing although it seemed to be a quiet place in a forgotten bay. Well, the one honking wakes us up and we get dressed the same way we got undressed, in the absolute dark with our headlamps on. The days become shorter and shorter. Winter is coming. A shave for Mister and a hair wash for both in the dark, some hot water for a tea and off we go into "town". At Pearl Harbor, yes, Pearl Harbor, we stop for breakfast. Don't think of WWII. It's just the little harbor of Manapuri, tiny and of no historic importance. Breakfast is good, vanny (our van) is warm and charming with these candles on the table giving a warm light. Well, do we really want to go out there in the dark? The sky lightens up a bit and we decide to go. The trek starts on the other shore of Waiau River. How do we get there? Water taxi or rowing boat. We opt for the second. But where is the boat lady? “Still having breakfast” are we told. The lady from the office didn't want to call her before 8:30am, so we wait