The Keas were everywhere! Each time a new campervan would pull up they would fly over and land on it looking for food. One lady looked out to see a Kea pulling her trash bag out of the camper. This Kea found a backpack unattended.
Apparently some Japanese tourists left their window open in their rental car while at a ski field and returned to find a Kea had ripped their car's upholstery to shreds! I'm not sure how they explained that to the rental car agency.
The tourism industry here is very smart (I guess they have to be, that's one of the few industries they have!). To get more customers, they have camper vans in all colors, shapes and sizes. Some, like this one, even get a custom paint job. Others just look like they've been graffittied with funny slogans.
While Kimball was chasing the Keas to get pictures of them flying (and trying not to upset too many tourists while at it), I took off to explore. Just across the road was a massive glacier and underneath it an open tunnel with a stream flowing out. Walking inside just a couple feet felt like a walk-in freezer. Great for a sunny day (when it's hot, it's really hot here...something to do with having little or no ozone layer).
After wandering around on the glacier, I found a place to sit in a field and enjoy the view. (It reminded me of a picnic in the Alps when I was a kid and the trips to the mountains in Pakistan.) The Fiordlands have a couple of rare flowers only found here (the Mt Cook Buttercup and the Fiordland Daisy) which were blooming nicely. Must be the Keas hadn't discovered them yet!
After heading back down the glacier to see how Kimball was getting on with the Keas, we both heard a loud rumble and looked up. Right above us was an avalanche of rock and snow coming down the mountain. It looked like a waterfall actually, but it disappeared after a couple of minutes. Pretty spectacular! We were excited we happened to be there to see it.
When I got tired of the Keas (Kimball could never get tired of them!) we drove through the Homer Tunnel (dug by hand ages ago) and down into Milford Sound. On the short drive there, we must have seen 50-80 little waterfalls. Pretty amazing considering no rain for the few days before. Must have been snow-melt. When we arrived the sun was burning down overhead so no good for photos. We had seen it all before but the view never gets old. I'm still amazed by something every time we're there.
This time it was the Rata, a red flowering tree they call their Christmas tree because it flowers around Christmas time (summer here). There were bright red splotches all over the hills and through the forested cliffs. It is really amazing how a whole forest can grow on nearly vertical rock. It's a whole process of one little lichen collecting soil, the grasses and bigger plants grabbing on, etc etc until you get whole trees coming out of the side of the rock and hanging on for dear life. Every now and then a landslide comes along and uproots all this effort and the whole process starts again (I don't know how long it takes but it must be ages!)
On our way back up to the Homer Tunnel we made a lucky stop by the side of the road at this beautiful waterfall. I was tempted to jump in for a swim but one little toe in the water convinced me otherwise. Besides, Kimball almost couldn't get a picture for all the sandflies in his view. He did finally and tried it with HDR. I like how it turned out.
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