Here we come, South Island.
Luckily, the propeller stayed on for our journey. The only thing that was a bit unnerving about the journey, was being asked repeatedly if I was carrying bees. Yep, bees. Staff members repeatedly questioned, "Do you have any firearms? Do you have any bees? Does your husband have any bees? Are there any bees in your bag?" This made me think "Do I have any bees?" Then I had to remember that I have never, at least knowingly, had bees in my luggage. I later learned that, as a country, New Zealand, is bring their bee population back and they are trying to keep things regulated. Conservation efforts all over the place. Whenever Michael and I left a hotel room or packed up our tent for the rest of the trip we were sure to question each other, "Do you get the bees?" or "Don't forget to bring the bees."
We picked up a new car and traveled south along the coast to Kiakoura. We got to drive through wine country, which was beautiful. No, it was beautiful. Look--this is what the parking lots look like:
We ate lunch and wandered through the vines.
As we got closer to Kiakoura, we were driving right along the coast. We started to wonder what the fuzzy dots on the rocks were. Sea lions. They were baby sea lions.
We thought that was impressive marine life, until the next day. We set up our tent, and read into the sunset.
Not a bad view.
I think whale watching was amazing. I've been lucky enough to do this in Oregon, but these whales were huge, and because we traveled quite a few miles out into open water, I was left with a feeling of utter tininess. We saw three different sperm whales and watched each one breach for a few minute before they dove down to spend thirty minutes or so deep underwater.
Michael was thoroughly impressed with my whale watching skills and, frankly, so was I. An older British couple told me that I should switch professions. Sounds pretty appealing, actually. There aren't too many times in my life when I've flat out gasped in surprise and awe, but at least half of those times were on this trip.
This is what I am very good a seeing. Maybe it was all those Where's Waldo books. We tried to limit the exclamations of "Thar she blows!" Check out the video at the end of this post. I love that you can hear Michael say, "Wow."
As we headed back to shore, the guide told us were were going to go look at some sea lions. I was a bit sealioned out, so I was about to head inside, when a pod of dolphins burst out from under the boat. They jumped around and made loops under water. They were so fast. I let out another gasp or two.
These are dusky dolphins, which have a large population in the area and are only found in the Southern Hemisphere.
Michael was running around the boat, chasing dolphins, when he saw a little penguin swimming in the water. What an amazing thing that is--to see a penguin swimming in the ocean.
Cottage on the coast anyone? Hope these people don't mind me taking a picture of their house--which will someday be my house.
Oh man, let's go back.
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