Milford Sound

That would be Mitre Peak, probably the most photographed mountain in New Zealand, towering over Milford Sound. Holy crap, you can see why. See my heaps of photos here.

So the Butler program took me and pretty much everyone else out there last weekend for our 'adventure weekend,'--probably the best use of the money we pay the program. We rolled out for Te Anau on Friday, staying in a hostel in town. We started Saturday morning by going across Lake Te Anau to the Te Ana-au Caves, which are a far more accessible kind of glowworm caves, compared to the sweet-as (only one 's', yes) ones we saw in Greymouth. It was cool seeing different caves (these were limestone vs. sandstone) and there were tons of glowworms, but walking around on platforms just doesn't have the same coolness factor. Oh well.

After that, we started heading up the two-hour drive to Milford Sound. It was an epic drive, with mountains shooting straight up on either side of the road - I was straining my neck to look up and out the bus windows as best I could. Finally we got to the sound itself, just a dead end road with a bus terminal/boat dock with a half dozen cruise ships moored outside. The picture at the top is what we saw just before we got on the ship.

We weren't on the ship for more than two minutes before we saw our first waterfall, and it was the first of dozens...I couldn't even keep track, because the number of falls fluctuates depending on how much rain they've gotten recently (and there's always a good chance of that, with about 23 feet of rain a year). That waterfall is in the picture here with the red New Zealand flag, used on nautical vessels for whatever reason.

There was SO much to look at on this cruise. The fiord (if that looks funny, it's because most other places spell it as 'fjord') is almost 10 miles long, and has sheer rock faces coming out of the water on either side, 4000 feet up. On the creepy side, those walls go pretty much straight down too, about 1600 feet below the surface.

Of course, all of this spectacular scenery is thanks to the glory of geology in action. In the last couple ice ages, this region was heavily glaciated, and carved into a U-shaped valley, the way it is today. Obviously, there's a lot of evidence for it left. Among the cooler things were the gouge marks in the walls of the fjord. In this picture, they're the lineations going down and to the right, meaning the glacier flowed from left to right, towards the ocean.

Also quite awesome were the many hanging valleys around. These form when you have a smaller glacier flowing from higher up into a larger glacier. The small U-shaped valley, after the glaciers recede, end up sitting above the large valley, often with waterfalls flowing out of them. I just love the perspective of looking up and into one of these valleys, like the picture below, which gives you an idea of the sheer scale of these things.

Okay, okay, enough geology for now. After our sweet cruise, we went back into the dock and were boated out to another cruise ship, anchored in a nearby cove. The ship we got onto was the one we were originally supposed to cruise around on too, but apparently they may have hit some rocks when they got to close to this waterfall - something they usually do all the time. Anyway, this was the ship we were sleeping on for the night. Our group had cabins with two beds in each room - a sweet deal - but by far the best part was the buffet dinner we had that night. I'd forgotten what a huge, delicious, multi-course meal was like.

In the morning, we got a real taste of the sound, when me and 5 others got up at 6:30 and jumped in the water. It seemed like a terrible idea at the time - the anticipation was awful - and once I hit the water, I couldn't decide whether if felt like my skin was burning or freezing. After a frantic doggy paddle over to the back of the boat, I thought it would be a perfect complement to my impending frostbite to jump in the water again. While it may sound like suicide, from the point I got in a hot shower afterward, I was really glad I'd done it. After some kayaking around the sound, we headed for home.

Now, we would have gone for a little hike on our way home, but of course, it was raining. I have the pictures to prove it. Instead, we made for Dunedin a little earlier, but I think getting back to the city at this particular time, just to happen to see this, was worth it, don't you? I'll leave it at that.