Well, after being stunned by the amazing sights of New Zealand's South Island, it was time to head back to Christchurch and star the long journey home. I still had a day of driving ahead of me, and figured there was no time to see any last bits or pieces, and I hit the road. I skipped thrill-seeking, there's be no bungee jump on this trip, my last adventure was one night in Christchurch on my friend's sofa so I could slip out in the middle of the night and get back to the airport.
But first, the journey from Queenstown to Christchurch....
The views from the road were so amazing. As I passed this waterfall and river, I had to stop for a short hike. It was very rewarding. I'm often short on time when I'm driving on road trips, but I still try to make time to actually soak in some of the atmosphere by leaving the car.
It was totally worth the stop!
I came across some incredibly picturesque, peaceful looking little towns. New Zealand is a wonderful place to visit, I can imagine it must be equally awesome to live here.
The color of this alpine lake was just arresting.
This was definitely another place I'd have to get a closer look.
This is nature at its most spectacular. I can't express how pleased I was to not have this view spoiled by pollution, trash or advertising.
Well, I still had places to be. It was time to get moving again.
The mountains - the Southern Alps - were fading into the background, but they'd left an indelible imprint on my consciousness.
The scenery, still pretty, was fading from staggering to bucolic.
And the sheep were on the horizon...
Did I mention I saw a few sheep?
Civilization was approaching.
My eyelids were heavy from a long day of driving, and I stopped in a parking lot for a short nap. This fish was there to greet me.
Last photo from the road as I headed back into Christchurch. The flight out the next day departed at a brutal 4:30 am or so.... but I got some last beautiful shots of New Zealand.
New Zealand simply does not disappoint. And I love those little lambs.