2015-03-08
Sunday morning, I was up early reading, as is my custom. Our motel room was
near the road and cars and trucks were going past. One truck seemed
particularly large as it shook our room when it went by. Talking with our South
African friends later, I surmised that it probably wasn't a truck but a small
earthquake. This
quake seems to fit the timeline.
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Outside our Greymouth motel room. |
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Tilted plates near Greymouth |
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The ubiquitous one lane bridge. |
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One lane, road/rail bridge. Gulp. |
One of our reasons for trekking down the west coast was to have a look at a
couple cities we'd considered before coming over. Westport and Greymouth were
both on the list. We didn't make over to Westport as it was a number of
kilometers out of the way, but it was nice to see Greymouth. Most of the west
coast towns are former mining settlements, Greymouth included. We stopped at
another old mining town, Hokitika for breakfast. Many of these old towns remind
me of the old mining towns in Colorado that have converted their economies to
the tourist trade. Hokitika has gone the tourist route and seems a popular
destination for folks coming over on the
TranzAlpine.
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Downtown Hokitika |
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Straight roads and nice scenery. |
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Commemoration of the first solo flight across the Tasman. |
We took it easy driving on Sunday and made our way south of Greymouth to hike
up to the Franz Josef glacier. It was a pleasant walk with some great views,
but we couldn't get very close to the glacier. There were some nice waterfalls
along the way and we posed for some silly photos.
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Through the bush on the way to the glacier |
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Clear of the trees. |
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Watching the water fall. |
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Seven years ago, this spot was buried in ice. |
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Glacier carved rock. |
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At the boundary. |
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High five! |
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Don't push! |
The second half of our drive took us into the mountains again and back to the
coast. We ended the day near Haast Junction and spent a pleasant evening at a
small (4 unit) motel south of the village. The boys were spoiling for a
pizza after the glacier hike, but none of the local dives had pizza on the menu.
We defaulted to dinner in our little apartment and went for an evening stroll
at a nearby estuary.
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Looking north |