Glaciar walk + Monteith’s

Wednesday was a bit of a boy’s day – sorry ladies.

Ben, Liam and myself geared up at the glaciar touring company and headed off on the bus up to the base of the Franz Josef glaciar. We were given boots, socks, a jacket and crampons – the spikey things that clip onto your boots for walking on ice.

The walk from the carpark to the glaciar was about 2.5kms or so across mixed rubble. From there, it was a fairly sharp climb up the glaciar, albeit it felt and looked more like a coal mound. Once we got to the point where we’d actually step onto fresh ice, we put our crampons on and started the climb.

Since we boys are so agile and fit (ahem), we went into group 1 which was for the fitter people in the 60-strong group. We held our own, traversing the huge glaciar pretty much without issue. The only tough bit came when we had to climb through an ice cave where my enormous backpack (not helped by my expanded waistline on the trip) had a bit of issue squeezing through. Got very wet cold in that bit! But all was well.

We walked on the ice for 1-2 hours all up, seeing some very pretty “blue” ice, sinkholes that were 80m deep, very tight walkways between 5m+ high walls of ice… Great views as well as we ended up quite high.

Was definitely worth doing. The girls had a great time having a look around the town, doing some souvenir shopping and so-on.

From there, we drove a few hours up to Greymouth – a 10,000 person strong town which was, well, grey. Our main purpose was to break up the driving, but we ended up in some very unassuming accommodation which was really quite nice. We got dropped off at Monteith Brewery, becoming better known in Australia as a smaller-type brewery (the Summer Ale was excellent). We went on a tour, which was pretty lame really and ended up in the brewery’s pub area where we got to sample the 6 or so different beers they produce.

We also got to have a pour which was a bit of fun. Unfortunately we still haven’t convinced the girls that beer is the way to go, but it was a bit of fun.

Today we’re driving across from Greymouth to Christchurch – 4 or so hours. I’m currently having breakfast at Arthur’s Pass which is a snow-covered town up in the mountains. About 2.5hrs to go we estimate. We’re all a bit sick of the driving by now – especially since it’s so twisty & slow and the scenery, whilst very pretty, is a bit of the same ol’, same ol’ after a while.

We’ve only just heard about the earthquake – we didn’t feel it unfortunately. Possibly a bit too far north for that.

Hopefully I’ll get a bit of time tonight to put up some photos.

Slow as a glaciar

We drove up from Queenstown to Franz Josef today and it was a long, slow day on the roads. Bloody windy roads, very up and down a quite a bit of traffic on the roads, most of it slow.

The benefit was – more time to see the incredible scenery. I’m kind of sick of banging on about it, but it’s just incredible. Today’s driving took us through high mountains with wall-to-wall snow, down through rain forests, siding up against rivers & massive lakes, parallel to the Tasman Sea and then Fox Glaciar. Quite the variety!

We stopped @ Fox Glaciar, however it’s almost permanently blocked off now to groups not traveling with a guide. After a conversation with a NZ couple @ tea, it’s probably due to the 2 Australians who died a few years back when they stood directly under it. We still got some good photos though.

15 minutes up the road we got to our stopping point which is Franz Josef, the 2nd glacial site. We’re staying in a semi-backpacker site nestled amongst the rain forest and it’s a great little town. It’s a top spot to stay, it’s a shame we’re only here for a night. We bar hopped for a bit, trying the local brews and grabbed dinner in a nice old inn-style place.

We then walked down to “Glaciar Hot Pools” – which is basically a mini-resort full of heated pools, some which you can have a private relax in. The pools are split into 3 – 36 degrees, 38 and 40. Just an awesome way to spend the evening, being totally surrounded by big ferns and other rain forest vegetation and sitting in hot water and just doing nothing.

Tomorrow, the boys are doing a 5hr guided hike to Franz Josef Glaciar while the girls check out the town more and do their thing. Hopefully the weather holds out – so far it’s been just perfect.

I’ll try and get some photos up soon – until recently I’ve been doing this via my iPhone until I checked the bill… it’s well, ahem, large! Not to worry, it’s been worth it!

Really, really want a jet boat

Today was a designated rest day but we still ended up doing heaps.

We headed off to the home of the jetboat / thrill rides, Shotoverjet. 530horsepower and 3 tonnes of boat makes for a bloody quick ride up and down the shotover river.

360° spins, sharp turns, slides through the corners and getting ridiculously close to the sheer cliffs was incredibly good fun. It’s certainly one of the best things we’ve done even though it was freezing, literally.

Our driver was telling us that they started late today due to the river icing up in parts and earlier it was -25 degrees with the wind chill factored in. By the time we got there @ 1pm, it was apparently a lot warmer. We didn’t think so. Ice flew off the front of the boat as we flew along, there was ice throughout the river and even with all the warm gear we had on, anything exposed just went numb.

From there, we travelled in the same direction to Arrowtown which, as Liam describes it, is “sovereign hill but without the $25 entry fee”. Every store looked like it was fake, it was just too perfect. The town was built to service the gold rush from ages ago, now it’s tourism only it seems. They certainly make good food! We stuffed ourselves silly at the cafe, the bakery, the sweets/lolly shop (sampled a lot of different fudges), ice cream shop (I had a dark chocolate truffle with wasabi – not bad!) and we somehow made it back to the car and not mistaken as beached whales. Actually we were thought to be the elephants of the sea yesterday as some of us couldn’t stand up on our snowboards so we had to do this rollover manouvre from our backs to our fronts… but I digress.

After that, we took some very nice photos of yet another mammoth lake, most of the group went shopping whilst Liam had a snooze (soft) and I went exploring and photographing evrything I could.

Tomorrow it’s off to the Franz Josef glacier. 5hr odd drive and we say goodbye to Queenstown unfortunately. It’s a fantastic city – I can see why so many stay longer than just their skiing holiday.

Snowboarding is tough!

We had a day of snow today and for those who told me snowboarding is easier than skiing – you serious bro?

We arrived at the bus area in downtown Queenstown ready to board our bus. Away we went on an enormous bus up the mountain to The Remarkables ski centre.

The trip took about 45mins, 30 of which consisted of traversing the steep mountains on a dirt road. I can see why so many people own 4wds in this part of the world. If it was wet, it’d be treacherous.

At the top we piled out of the bus and headed off to the rental area to grab our boots + boards and meet in the area for our learners class.

After a basic bit of instruction from Mic, an Australian from the home of snowboarding – Alice Springs, we clip one foot in and learn some very basic stuff which was surprisingly difficult. The first lesson went for about 2hrs and then broke for lunch. It’s fair to say we were already hurting both physically and our pride. This should be easier than we made it look.

During the lunch break though we had more of a play and it started to make a bit more sense to some of us. The girls found more fun in tabogganing down on the snowboard.

After lunch we kicked on and learnt some more stuff and started to go faster and crash harder. Ben and I kept going while the others tried some of the mulled wine and pondered over which “action” photos to purchase.

At just before 4pm we called it a day. We were all pretty much stuffed by then, so returned the gear and rode the bus home.

We kicked on after showering and hit the town. Good nightlife as you’d expect from a predominantly younger crowd at this time of year.

A thoroughly enjoyable day and we all have the bruised and sore muscles / heads to show for it.