Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Halloween on the West Coast

After Milford Sound we drove a few hours north to the town of Fox Glacier, on the west coast.  We got to the small town of Haast shortly after 7pm and figured it would be our last chance to get dinner.   We headed to the only café we knew about and It was closed.  Uh oh.  We went to a store that was a bit large for a 7-11 but definitely not a full super market and thankfully it was still open.  They’d stopped serving hot food about 30 minutes earlier so I figured we’d end up with sandwiches.  We were both thinking about our night in the Arctic when we had trouble finding food, though as Jeff reminded me, at least this time there wasn’t a language barrier. And, as it turned out, there was a tavern in town.  Order and pay for your food, then watch for your # to appear and pick it up, go to the salad and vegetable bar, then eat.  But at least it was a hot meal.

The office at our lodging closed at 9:00, a fact we’d surmised but didn’t confirm until we arrived at about 9:15.  We were greeted with an envelope with my name on it, a key, and info about how to find the room.   

Today we viewed 2 glaciers – Fox and Franz Josef.  It’s quite unique that New Zealand has glaciers at this latitude (about 43 degrees South), altitude (less than 2000 meters, maybe lower), and distance from the coast (one sign said the base of Franz Josef was only 19km from the ocean).  Fascinating geology. 

We also went to what can loosely be called a museum where we saw 4 kiwis.  After all, kiwimonster couldn’t possibly visit NZ without seeing kiwis.  They’re extremely difficult to see in the wild as they’re well camouflaged and nocturnal, so it made sense to cheat. We also contributed a bit to the local economy with some souvenir shopping.  Fittingly enough, the one traditional cache we found today, Halloween, was in a cemetery.

I’m typing this as we’re watching the sun set from our room at Punakaiki.  It’s a dirty job but someone has to do it.   

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