Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Last Day

We left the west coast and headed toward Queenstown. The Blue Pools were something flatmate Jake told us to look out for.

A beautiful mountain stream with incredibly clear, blue water. Swimming in the pools are rainbow trout as long as your arm.

Another cool bridge

More stones to throw

When you get a little closer to Queenstown, there are some amazing lakes.

This is the ski-tropolis of Queenstown. Nestled in the mountains and clogged with goggle wearing, Burton sporting hipsters. But most important, Queenstown is home to the mighty Fergberger.

1/2 lb. NZ beef, fried egg, lettuce, tomato. pickled beet, bacon . . .

I had to unhinge my jaw, but it was delicious.

1 comment:

  1. An inspirational trip! Makes me want to go camping here in Jersey. Even if it means nursing Isla all night on the ground...