It was 6.15 and we were woken up. The engines were started and with that noise one does not need an alarm. 6.15 is damn early during a holiday. But we got up and had a shower as was expected of us. Outside it was dark, very very dark. Slowly the light broke through, but it was not as if the sun was shining brightly.
During the night the weather had turned and we saw the other side of Doubtful Sounds. Low clouds and a mystical feeling and darkness. Melancholy is a word that comes to mind. When the sun does rise it give wonderful tones of colour in the clouds There was some minor rain and it was cold due to the the motion wind. Layer after layer of clothing was added to be able to remain outside and watch this wonderful mystical sunrise. We had to continue taking pictures This was too beautiful to be missed ever. And then there was a scream, a noise I had heard once before. It was a penguin. Our guide had heard it too. He spotted the Fiordland Cresed Penguin int he water. In the end we spotted about 5 of them all over the place. Mostly those cheeky little heads and the split into two pods on both sides of the boat. How convenient. They are way too fast to photograph. but the whole boat was filled with Oh and Ah and clickclickclick. So and I think we may have spotted an eel but we are not 100% sure. We know for sure that ther was somethign that pulled a track with its beak. Snake are not presents in NZ but then again Nessies cousin Nigel in Lake Wakatipu has been missing for a while as well. Slowly the weather cleared a bit and did the sun manage to crack through the clouds.
Aroudn 1o am we arrived back at Deep Cove. Back into the buses. Everybody looked tired but happy. But no matter what we still looked at our wonderful environment. Yet truth be told I did catch up on a bit of sleep on the boat to Manipouri and I do not recall 100% of the return trip to Queenstown. Back in Queenstown we felt like going to sleep but we already knew that this was not going to be the best thing ever. So we went for a walk in the the Queenstown gardens. Just what we needed
We had dinner at hell Pizza (www.hell.co.nz) Hell’s a chain in NZ which ahs named all its pizza’s after mortal sins and other bad habits. The toppings are really quite interesting. The have a delivery service and the box in which they deliver the pizza folds together as a coffin to throw away. Apart from the marketing gimmick the pizza is actually very very nice too So ordered Trouble I went for Mayhem. A second round brought us Wrath. Tomorrow we are southbound again to Invercargill and Bluff (the oyster place) The most southern tip of the South Island