Wanaka, Pukaki and Tekapo

February 11th to 21st

We should have taken Maori pronunciation lessons before leaving home as we cause people to laugh so hard they cry when they hear us pronounce Maori place names. It is embarrassing but we can't seem to get the accent on the right syllable. Even the Scottish town Twizel with a long "i" sound had us saying "Twizzle", rhymes with drizzle...

Wanaka bills itself as a more laid-back interior town than Queenstown, and it also sits on the edge of a large lake. Scott caught the bus from here to Q-town and went on a few great hikes; over Kepler Pass, and then on the Caples Track. Meanwhile Darrell and I camped one night near Wanaka so I could hike the track to view the Rob Roy glacier with Maria and her dad. Maria (who we met at the Fox River in January) was camping with her parents who had come for a visit. They got on the track before me but I saw them as they were returning and we all visited a bit before separating again.

Rob Roy glacier and waterfall

Darrell and I drove through a landscape that reminded us of Wyoming's dry hilly grasslands to Lake Tekapo where Darrell attended a 5-day conference of the Australasian Quaternary Association.  There are three large lakes in the Mount Cook (Aoraki) region; Ohau, Pukaki, and Tekapo. They are all gorgeous blue from the input of glacial silt.

View of our motel on Lake Tekapo

Anyone that has been reading this blog knows that I am a bit weather-obsessed. Or should I just come out and say that I feel like Darrell and I are NZ rain gods – like the truck driver in the “Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy”. So, it wasn’t surprising to us when we got deluged at Lake Tepako – though it seemed to surprise the folks here who “never” get rain this time of year! Maybe Rick Perry should invite us to Texas instead of holding prayer meetings for rain…

For those of you that haven’t read Douglas Adams, I found this quote, and now you will want to read the rest of what he has written!

“And as he drove on, the rain clouds dragged down the sky after him for, though he did not know it, Rob McKenna was a Rain God. All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him and to water him.” Douglas Adams from So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish.

After getting completely soaked hiking in the rain, I went to the Alpine Hot Springs to warm up. The three springs are in shapes of the three glacial lakes. They also have an outdoor ice-skating rink here but it was being repaired so I couldn't skate in the rain - which would have been a new experience!

Pools in the shapes of glacial lakes - but much warmer!

The small town of Tekapo gets busloads of tourists seeing two sites - a historic church and the statue of the all-important sheep herding dog!

MacKenzie country hero

After the successful AQUA meeting, we drove along the shore of Lake Pukaki to Mt. Cook (Aoraki) and camped in a DOC site that reminded me of my friend Martha Moore saying "You could run a marathon on the tops of all the motorhomes". We found a decent site though so Darrell had a glacier view for working at his desk (the camper table) and I hiked to a glacial terminus and lake on the southern flanks of the mountain.

There are even little icebergs floating in this lake!

Walking back, the evening lighting was so pretty, I had to get another photo.

Aoraki means "cloud piercer"

The next morning we picked up two hitchhikers.  Darrell thought the girl looked familiar and it turned out she was the triplet sister of one of the first women to graduate from the new Climate Science and Solutions master's program at NAU! She had gone to a seminar with her sister and met Darrell then. Small world!

We spent some time in Twizel, recharging our computers at an outdoor bandstand, and loading up on groceries. We also checked out Lake Ohau, the smallest of the three glacial lakes (though still large), where Heidi Roop will be working in late March. Heidi was one of Darrell's masters students and is now pursuing her PhD at the University of Victoria in Wellington.

Our journey back south took us through Cromwell, the gateway to Central Otago - another wine-growing region, and then to Queenstown where we met Scott off the bus after his two great tramps. It was so great to have Scott back - and not just because he cooked curried chicken fajitas for dinner either!

Scott and Darrell both working at Lake Moke

Lake Moke is a great DOC campsite just a bit outside of Q-town. We camped right by the lake and we even swam, though I couldn't stay in the cold water too long.

The next morning, Darrell dropped Scott and I off at the gondola as we couldn't find the trail head to Ben Lomond peak. This was especially embarrassing when we got to the top and met a 70-year-old Scot that had hiked up from the base and was planning to hike all the way down again. Tough Scots!

Me, afraid of heights? Ha!

View of Moke Lake and surrounding mountains from Ben Lomond peak

We wandered through a sheep paddock, saw two wild goats, and followed a horse trail along Moke Creek back towards our campsite. We picked some blackberries on the way for the next morning's wild rice and blackberry pancakes! Yum!

A six-part television series called "Top of the Lake", directed by Jane Campion, was being filmed at the lake while we were there. We never did see Holly Hunter but we took some pictures of the set.  The short plot summary from the IMDB is: A detective investigates the disappearance of a 12-year-old pregnant daughter of a local drug lord.

The set is the colored containers to left, and our van is a white spot by lake on right!

Next stop: Routeburn Track!