It was a day just like this…
Today we arrived by motorcycle from Queenstown.
This ride is one of the best in the world.
In encompasses components of the highlights of all our rides.
I am using my iPhone as a camera today.
Flight check before departure at 8.00am...
Homer tunnel entrance in the rocky Darran mountain range.
We wait for the lights to change to green and ride down the steep grade.
The last time we rode through here was only my fifth day riding pillion. Thank goodness someone has swept the loose gravel off the tunnel road surface since the last time we were here.
The Routeburn track traverses the mountain face in the distance.
Jim Reeves welcomes us with 'Roses are red my love...'
Helen has collected together a marvellous trove of domestic treasures that remind me of my childhood. So do the food goodies in the cabinet.
We leave with raspberry, apricot, blackcurrant jam that Helen has made from fresh fruit using Aunt Daisy's recipes.
Then to Bluff and the southern end of state highway 1. (46' 36" 54sec south 168'21'25 sec East).
We have motorcycled to the end of the road in Argentina, Australia and New Zealand. The only other southernmost destination in the Southern hemisphere for us to ride to is in South Africa.
We head north and stop for Dick to buy some fresh Bluff oysters.
The Foveaux Strait Bluff oyster season opened last week.
His happiness is complete.
the long way round.