Part 1 – Tree lines and rocky caps
While driving to Milford Sound today we finally saw what would be thought of as mountains. Still not all that high if you are used to thinking about the Andes, Rockies, or Himalayas but more than acceptable and recognizable as mountains. When I stop to think about it – a hill, even a foothill (a la the Kilimanjaro Foothills) has green growing all the way to the top; a mountain doesn’t. Never mind the scientific or geological interpretation – the little voice inside the head says from growing up with
I am happily sitting in the back of the bus along with four others. Readers, knitters, we are trying to be polite while wondering if our tour guide has the ability to shut up for even five minutes. It would be even longer a drive if I didn’t have a lot of audiobooks loaded and my headphones. Currently I am listening to The Sixth Extinction – Elizabeth Kolbert – picked up on one of Amazon’s Daily Deals and turning out to be both interesting and appropriate for this trip.
Part 2 – Photos along the way
Should I also mention that we made a few photo stops in an attempt to make the almost five hour bus ride a bit more palatable?
Part 3 – Milford Sound itself
And then there was the ride around the Sound (think Fjord) looking at high waterfalls, feeling the change as the boat left the Sound and entered the ocean – only 14 km out, and returning in.
It was oh, so dark when we returned. I listened to books and napped as the overseat lights in the bus didn’t work….
