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.
THE BIG AL
1/2 lb. NZ beef, fried egg, lettuce, tomato. pickled beet, bacon . . .
I had to unhinge my jaw, but it was delicious.
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An inspirational trip! Makes me want to go camping here in Jersey. Even if it means nursing Isla all night on the ground...
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