Town of Queens to Milly Sound

Once you are in Queenstown you realize you are in the heart of "tourist trap" country where everyone is offering and selling you anything that can be categorized as adventuresome. They have the obvious and expected thrills such as skydiving and bungee's, but also some activities that you wont find anywhere else in NZ. We planned to do The Nevis well in advance so we knew that was guaranteed and the sky dive was already done in Taupo which saved us some coin. But the prices for some of the other activities were just far fetched to the experience they were selling. Although we booked a morning kayak trip in Milford Sound for later that week.

We spent Monday in the downtown of Queenstown, walking into every store and seeing what everyone had to offer, no one got us to nibble, besides a new v-neck. The hot sun lured us to the empty rugby field where hours were killed in the sun. Then after supper we hiked up the lookout over town and watched the remaining sunlight fall behind us as we peered over at the amazing view of Queenstown and Lake Wakatipu below us. A very solid day all in all.

You can't go to Queenstown without getting a Ferburger!

Tuesday morning we woke with some jitters in our stomaches due to the jump that we had booked for later that afternoon. We arrived in town and were later bussed out to the highwire 40 minutes outside of Queenstown. After the weigh in it was decided that I would be the first to jump, thanks to my big bones I weighed the most! So I did not have the opportunity to see anyone before me jump, something I enjoyed. After being carted over to the middle of this highwire we quickly realized that AJ Hacket did everything they could to get your adrenaline going full steam. Pumping house music through loud speakers and building the excitement was something they excel in. Soon enough it was my turn to jump, I waddled over, through the thumbs up to a few cameras and peered over the edge. But before I was able to really get scared of the task ahead I was being counted down and next thing I knew I was in the air. The first few seconds were pretty amazing, the house music disappears, your staring at the ground and it feels like a bird swooping in for a kill. After you catch and bounce I think you really realize what you've just done and a smile appears across your face. One experience that for sure will be something I'll remembered for a time to come, but not a highlight of this trip.

We spent the following day in Queenstown and area; we managed to find the indoor arena and were getting stoked to go staking for the first time this year, but it was close for summer reno's. Although we found out there is one in Dunedin so we know we'll be stopping there. After that it was decided that is was time to move onward. So that afternoon we headed south on Highway 6 and pulled off shortly down to the edge of Lake Wakatipu for a travellers meal; a dinner of mince and pasta with some classy tomato soup that goes down nicely with a Steiny. We were on the road again, and heading towards one of NZ's most iconic landscape, Milford Sound.

Lates, N8