

yahoo! We stayed the night the town Franz Josef to head over to the northern part of the south island.





so first day was a success.
The second day rained buckets and buckets and buckets. I decided that I would pack really light compared to my 50 lb bag in Stewart island, so i decided to not bring any extra clothing. FAIL. Anthony and I were completely soak. Even worse, the entire second day of the track is exposed at the top of the mountain so we had no protection from the rain or wind. Even WorseR, the track was flooding from the amount of rain that day, so we were basically hiking through a stream/waterfall.
My shoes were suppose to be waterproof. FAIL
My jacket was suppose to be waterproof. DOUBLE FAIL.
The rocks were extremely jagged throughout the track as well. At certain points, I was stepping in a foot of water and had to climb down giant drops. I slipped a couple times and a lady at the previous hut broke her ankle. So no pictures from this day. But here's our view from our second hut that was located at the bottom of a waterfall!.

Our meals during these tracks were a bit dodgy. We attempted to make spaghetti with Asian sauce...that's wasn't too appetizing. So we basically stuck with Chile and noodle soup, and a boat load of peanut butter sandwiches.
The third day of the track was just wonderful. We had beautiful weather as we gently strolled down to the bottom of the mountain.

See, we happy campers.
So, Anthony and I hike 62 km in 7 days, didn't kill each other, and got our hiking legs which I have not used since then. Yahoo!.


kiws are actually noctoral so they have to assimulate night condition during the day so tourist can see them active.
The next day, we headed off to Dunedin. It was a beautiful drive, except we got stuck in traffic for about 2 hours right out Chch. There was an accident on a bridge. Several of the bridges here only have room for one lane, so each side must coordinate. LOST of accidents occur.
I took Anthony to the same look out cliff with the Albatross and seal colonies. It takes about 30 minutes of mind numbing driving to head out to the tip of the peninsula. But we had a splendid time searching for big birds.
Our first week was a bit intense. We had two 3-day tramps that were about 36 km each to accomplish in 7 days. After Dunedin, we rushed down to Bluff to catch a ferry over to Stewart Island. I was becoming a bit panic-y on the way down and accidentally locked the keys in the car. BUT! since everyone in NZ is lovely, we had no problem finding help to prop the door open. We were off to the island around 5 PM. We arrived about an hour later to find absolutely no vacant accommodations available. Apparently the island is a hot spot during Easter weekend...whoops. We finally looked so pathetic that the hostel allowed us to stay in a tiny room for hostel workers. Hey, whatever works.
We started the Rakiura track early the next morning. It started with gorgeous coastal tramping, followed by a two hour hike within native bush. Stewart is known for two things: bird (especially kiwi) and rain. Luckily it didn't rain at all during our tramp. There are a ton of birds since many of the invasive species haven't populated on the island. There are quite of few tom cats and some possums, but not nearly as devastating in numbers as the north and south island. Actually, if you're going to see a kiwi in the wild, it would be here. I only saw kiwi poop though..i think :-(
The entire track is pretty much on a board walk or cable bridge, which became annoying at times. LOTS of mud.
After the 3 days, Anthony and I enjoyed a beautiful morning sunrise over the Stewart island harbour, and headed back to the main land for another 3 day hike! what was I thinking!??!?!
The weather was gorgeous! My dad and I went on a cliff track which went along a seal colony. BUT! the first part was up the cliff into a cow pasture. mud pies, no fun.
We then decided to climb down the cliff and make our way to the car along the coastline.
problem number: tide was coming in
problem number two: seals were everywhere. and they get mean.
The tour ended a tad early. So in order to kill some time, the tour company drove us by a huge school of dolphins. hundreds and hundreds of dolphins flipping, flopping, and mopping! It was nuts.

Side note: kiwis pronounce peninsula like penichula.
Hamish's dad is a well known entomologist/ecologist of New Zealand, so Hamish picked up a few field techniques which came in handy. He found a blue penguin nest that was in a ditch covered by brush. So one at a time, we all poked our head down into the brush to come 2 feet away from blue penguins. very cool. We then we're greeted by mister beautiful!!!!
We then made our way to sand fly dune on the peninsula in search of yellow penguins. We attempted to arrive at the dune at dusk to watch the yellow penguins come in from feeding. We ended up doing army crawls in order to spy on them!Here's us in action. ooohhh do we look like scientist or what!
look at them heads!
We ended the day with a wonderful home cooked meal from Hamish's mum. It was soooooo nice to have good food for once.
The next day, we went to the Speight's, the largest brewery in New Zealand. 
After this trip, I can honestly say Dunedin is my favorite place yet. It has alot more character than Christchurch with more Scottish heritage than English. AND! here's our Corona in front of the famous apartment from the kiwi movie, Scarfies.
Same house: http://www.nzfilm.co.nz/FilmCatalogue/Films/Scarfies.aspx


Later that same day, we headed off to the hot springs and sulphur pools, where I accidentally oxidized all my silver jewelry. :(
We were planning on sleeping in the car, but some of our friends from the dorm rented a cottage for the night, so all the Americans (all 13 of us), slept there.
The next day, we enjoyed a casual walk along the wetlands, and stopped at brewery on the way home. We had a little trouble finding the trail, and ended up driving up this mountain. Not even kidding: the road was smaller than an alley and had a complete drop off at the edge. very stressful driving to say the least.
This weekend was the wild food festivals on the west coast, which consist of eating really gross parts of really gross animals. So I decided to pass on the festival and explore around my university.
My window in my dorm faces the mountain range that separates Christchurch and Banks Peninsula. I decided to find the bottom by bike!
It was a beautiful day for a bike ride: low 70's and barely any wind. I found a couple cute cafes and only one dead hedge hog.
Here's me!
I also finally made it out to the downtown area on Saturday night! yippeee!
This next week coming up is going to stink. I have an organic farming debate. I'm representing the social bonds created by organics. Then, I have to present a poster board for landscape architecture, and finally finish my first lab for my GIS course.
The grading system is really goofy here. There's only 2-3 assignments the entire year, and the final count as 70% of the entire semester grade. No pressure.
Once I get through this week, I will be heading down to Dunedin where my friend kiwi, Hamish, lives. Our weekend goal is to find albatrosses, penguins, and run down the steepest street in the world. I'll have plenty of stories when I return, and I am so happy we have a personal kiwi guide :)



In Rotorua, we went to Rainbow Springs, which is a zoo for native animals.
As we were strolling up the side walk, this donkey came trotting down a hill to greet us.
And this is what happened when we began to walk away. Don't mind my laughs and crackles in the background...




