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Lake Rotoiti and Murchison – Day 42

18 October 2010 One Comment

Sunday 8th May 2005

Today is Mother’s Day back home. I’m not sure if it’s the same here in New Zealand, but I thought of my mum today and what she would be doing. I need to send an email later, and post a present if I could – although it would be hopelessly late. I hoped mum was having a good day.

I awoke quite late this morning having had a great night all to myself. The bed was very comfortable here, and it aided considerably in giving me a good night of sleep. Truth be told, I didn’t want to get out of bed, but I could hear others congregating in the kitchen, and I didn’t want to appear slobbish by sleeping in all day.

Once I had made myself look respectable, I went into town to put some pictures onto a CD. I wanted to post this home for the family to look at. I thought it might be a nice present for mum, to be able to see all the places I have been. After returning to the hostel, I bounced back into the car for a trip to Lake Rotoiti and Murchison.

The drive to Lake Rotoiti was very scenic, and once there it was clear to see that this place was a crowd-puller, especially in the summer months. There were picnic areas absolutely everywhere, and places to park the car and walk about. Little patches of darkened earth revealed evidence of barbecues and small open fires. It looked very appealing here. I parked the car near the lake and strolled up to the jetty for a look out across the water.

Click Image For Larger ViewThe water looked very choppy as the wind was making its presence felt. It was certainly a lot cooler now than it had been in recent weeks. Although particularly stunning, I wondered what the mountains would look like covered in snow. I should imagine they would look incredible. I walked about admiring the views for a while longer before retracing my steps back to the car. I wanted to get a view of the lake from a high vantage point, and there was a road nearby to take me there. This was where I headed next.

As I ascended the steep road, I noticed all the rat traps that were set up strategically along the roadside. I presume they are for rats, but I guess there is just as much chance they are for any type of rodent. None of them looked to be occupied at any rate.

Click Image For Larger ViewI arrived at the top of the mountain and looked down at the lake. It was stunning to see, and the water glistened in the afternoon sun. The wind felt much more aggressive from this height, and I had a job to keep warm as I handled my camera for some pictures of the sights. From up here, on a sunny day, I’m sure it would be the most incredible place to have a picnic. In fact, the views all around were particularly impressive.

Click Image For Larger ViewI noticed a nearby mountain, particularly as one side of it was caked in trees, while the other half – the side battered by the wind – was completely bare. Was this a sign of the harsh weather conditions, or was it merely just a natural arrangement? I couldn’t be sure. It looked interesting nonetheless. As other people began to arrive and invade my space, I opted to leave at this point and make tracks back to the hostel.

The evening was cool, and I warmed my body with a takeaway before booking my next hostel. I had finished with Nelson now, I wanted to move on.

>>Click here to view more pictures from today, and throughout my trip around New Zealand<<

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  • Scott said:

    Lovely photographs of a clearly beautiful place.

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