It had been so cold in the night that
I found sleep very difficult to come by. After a lot of tossing and turning I
managed a few hours of sleep, but I did not feel rested by the time I finally
woke up. It was cold in the living and dining areas too. Shukla turned the AC
on and increased the temperature so that the room started getting more
comfortable. Hetal checked out if the fireplace could be made operational. When
the grill in front of the fireplace was removed I found a pamphlet on the
floor, which was about Jucy transportation and cruises to Milford Sound from Te
Anau and Queenstown. The itinerary looked quite good and rates sounded
reasonable too. Shukla insisted that we book by that and avoid the day’s drive.
I was a bit apprehensive that we may miss the pickup time of 7.50 am. However,
thanks to his insistence, I went ahead and booked for the four of us at a per
head rate of NZD 139. I gave a nearby hotel as the pickup point.
We were ready well before the time we
had thought of and I set out in search of the pickup point. That was the first
mistake I did. The actual pickup point was just 3 minutes’ walk from our
accommodation, but I walked all of us to the Te Anau waterfront terrace. I
found many people standing beside the road and one of them with who I enquired
told me that he was waiting for the Jucy pickup. We joined him and then, in a
while, the sun started coming up over the mountains and there was a beehive of
activity with people started running across the road and along the lake to get
to vantage positions to get good views and photos.
In the melee I lost the guy
with who we were waiting. Amidst this confusion Hetal saw a Jucy Van drive past
and stop at a hotel beyond where we were waiting. I was foxed and was wondering
what to do when I saw the same bus coming back, but on the opposite side of the
road. I did what only came to my mind at that time. I waved down the van and
fortunately it stopped. I went to the driver and explained how we couldn’t find
our pick. He went through his list and told me that we were not on his list. I
requested that he do something about it. The generous driver phoned up his
company and discovered the awful truth that I had booked for the next day!
However, since his van still had room he told his company that he would
accommodate us for the trip this day. He even gave instructions to the girl
from the company, who was on the phone line, about how to arrange three veg and one
chicken meal during the cruise. All this delayed the departure, but how can you
explain such generosity and largeness of heart? The help by the driver, whose
scintillating commentary was a highlight of the tour, avoided another loss such
as the one I suffered at the ferry point in Wellington. All is well that ends
well. We settled into the comfortable seats in the van and the tour began with
20 tourists.
In the melee I lost the guy
with who we were waiting. Amidst this confusion Hetal saw a Jucy Van drive past
and stop at a hotel beyond where we were waiting. I was foxed and was wondering
what to do when I saw the same bus coming back, but on the opposite side of the
road. I did what only came to my mind at that time. I waved down the van and
fortunately it stopped. I went to the driver and explained how we couldn’t find
our pick. He went through his list and told me that we were not on his list. I
requested that he do something about it. The generous driver phoned up his
company and discovered the awful truth that I had booked for the next day!
However, since his van still had room he told his company that he would
accommodate us for the trip this day. He even gave instructions to the girl
from the company, who was on the phone line, about how to arrange three veg and one
chicken meal during the cruise. All this delayed the departure, but how can you
explain such generosity and largeness of heart? The help by the driver, whose
scintillating commentary was a highlight of the tour, avoided another loss such
as the one I suffered at the ferry point in Wellington. All is well that ends
well. We settled into the comfortable seats in the van and the tour began with
20 tourists.
The driver, Frank, kept up a lively
commentary of the places that we passed through; short history of some of them
interspersed with good humor. Frank explained that Fiordland is the largest
National park in New Zealand and that it is dominated by steep sides of the
Southern Alps, deep lakes and steep glacier carved valleys flooded by waters.
Much of the region is inaccessible due to the weather conditions and steep
terrain. Therefore, the area has the largest extent of pristine vegetation,
endemic plants and extinct animals. There are 12 major fiords, a variant of the
Scandinavian Fjords, in Fiordland and none of them is accessible fully by road
as Milford Sound is. The region also is home some of the tallest waterfalls in
the world and largest lakes in the country. The Fiordland is also a favorite
with movie makers, Frank mentioning the Hobbit movies and Wolverine.
Milford Sound is 120 km from Te Anau and
less than three hours with plenty of stops on the way for oohs, aahs and
narcissist selfies. The Mirror Lake is a popular stopover where, on a clear
day, as it was this day, the Earl Mountains can be seen perfectly reflected on
the lake surface. There is a short board walk and a viewing platform from where
a sign “Mirror Lakes” can be seen reflected in the water. All along the way
there are millions of beech trees and Frank said that many of the beech forests
are intact due to inaccessibility. He mentioned about the Takahe, the flightless
bird indigenous to New Zealand that was presumed extinct for nearly 50 years
till it was rediscovered in 1948. The Kea, is one of the largest specimens from
the parrot family. They were seen in many of the car parks we stopped in. The
olive-green alpine parrot with brilliant orange under its wings is known for
its curiosity and intelligence. A couple of fellow tourists told me how they
can destroy windshield beeding and tyres of parked vehicles with their strong,
curved beak. The bird is now in the endangered and protected list and there are
warnings all over asking tourists not to feed them.
As the trip wore on it became evident
to me that such organized ‘conducted’ tours are more informative than just
driving to a place and getting away from it. However, the freedom to stop and
enjoy the landscape is much more in self-driving trips. Some for and some
against, I guess. Frank pointed out the Te Anau Downs as the departure point
for popular trek of Milford Track and for great views of the Murchison
mountains. The Eglinton Valley is one of the few accessible valleys in
Fiordland and is home to a large variety of flora and fauna unique in its own
way. The Knobs Flat in the Eglinton valley was the base camp for those who built
the road to Milford Sound, including the 1.2 km one way Homer tunnel with a
steep gradient of 1 in 10. Knobs Flat is also the last toilet stop before
Milford Sound. Frank said that he was stopping over for a few minutes there as
he “did not want anyone leaking from the ears”! On the way we did cross the 45th
parallel, which signified that we are halfway between the Equator and the South
Pole. Evidence of careless driving was there too, with at least two vehicles abandoned,
after crashes, lying on the side of the road. Many places on the way also
showed signs of past and recent rock falls.
Frank told us about the Hidden Lakes
in the region and stopped for us to admire Lakes Gunn and Marian. In some
places there were road warning about ice on the road; I saw them
melting from tree tops and falling on to the road in a few locations. The drive made me appreciate
the carpet of ferns on the sides of the mountain ridges. The leaves are so
thick and green that most of them looked artificial. Once we got to Milford
Sound Frank helped us get on to the cruise with special instructions regarding
our food.


Aboard the “Gem of Sound” we were
privileged to have another bright commentator, Andrew, who in his inimitable
style, took us on a wonderful 90 minute cruise of what is touted as the eighth
wonder of the world, Milford Sound. While that description is a bit over the
top, the marketing of this lovely place certainly deserves to be commended.
Andrew told us how the Sound was completely hidden from view of the ocean and
that Captain Cook had missed it twice. Milford Sound was discovered in the
first quarter of the 19th century and Donald Sutherland, a sour
behaved man, was its first settler in the last quarter of the same century. The
commentary described the landscape of the fiords, the peaks, especially the
majestic Mitre, the numerous waterfalls and the mouth of the Tasman Sea. Andrew
mentioned that the Tasman Sea is one which kept the Australians at bay,
perhaps, referring to the great trans-Tasman rivalry between the two countries.
He took the boat close to two waterfalls, one to admire the hanging gardens and
the other to be sprayed by the superb Fairy waterfall.
On the return trip to Te Anau Frank
stopped at a few more places, but I got out of the van just once. To admire The
Chasm, a loop walk that took me through thick rainforest to the awesome chasm.
Flood waters of the Cleddau River is said to have moved the rocks down the mountain
face, carved impressive designs and holes into it for the awesome sight they
are today. The gushing waters seem ready to sweep you down when viewed from the
board platform. I slept most of the way, catching up on what was lost during
the night. Frank dropped us in front of our accommodation after Shukla and I
helped him to store some things away in a shed.
We spent the rest of the day walking
on the pretty streets of the town, window shopping and even going into some to
check out prices and fitting. The leisurely walk on the waterfront and well maintained
residential areas helped us appreciate the civic responsibility of the citizens
and the administration. Dinner of noodles with baked beans and spam called for
a dessert in the Kepler restaurant. It was brimming with customers and we just
about managed a table to try out the cheesecake and dessert of the day, a
lemony, meringue based gem.
So that was how the long day panned
out. The Guardian Angel was on full display – had it not been for Frank we
would have had a bad day. As it turned out, we had a wonderful day in bright
sunshine. I had been apprehensive about the drive from Nelson to Greymouth to
Wanaka to Te Anau and Milford Sound because of the possible harsh weather. But,
we did have good weather conditions for the most part of this segment. Now it’s
on to the last leg of the ‘Explore New Zealand’ leg of the expedition that
began almost eight weeks ago.







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