I've been sitting on this film for almost a week, and I've been just bursting to share it! I'm slowly catching up to my workload since being home, so I thought I'd spend a little time filling my blog with some much needed goodness. Here's the first roll from magical New Zealand. What a wonderful place.
When you fly into Queenstown, the flight attendants prepare for landing long before usual to ensure everyone can enjoy the glorious mountains left, right, above and below! I had heard how spectacular it is, but the feeling I got when I experienced it was just magical. I won't admit how many photos I actually took, juggling between my phone and minolta (not to mention my starry eyes). I just wanted to be out there, standing on top of a snow capped mountain, reaching for the clouds. After arriving we picked up our camper, braced the freezing cold wind and set out for a place to snack and nut out some plans.
Waking up at our campsite on the lake was crisp but lovely. We loved this place — Frankton Motor Camp — so much that we stayed here every time we were back in town. We hit the road to Milford Sound, stopping overnight in Lake Gunn. It was a rather eerie, deserted town filled with mosquitoes and run by the strangest of small town humans. Marcus made a fire and we roasted the most amazing feast of vegetables and salmon.