It used to be that the only way to access the Fiordland region of New Zealand’s South Island was by boat on the Tasman Sea, or on foot through the Southern Alps. And the latter required about four days and a few pack mules. Things got a bit more exciting in the late 60’s and 70’s in the era of the “Chopper Boys” – deer hunters in the Fiordland forests who would hang out of helicopters with little to no regard for injury, death, or wrecking their vehicles.
Helis are still the primary way to get where we’re going, but I think the pilots these days are following some rules and regs.
Our drive through the Otago region is without a doubt one of the most scenic routes on the island. The highway hugs the coast of Lake Wakatipu with the Remarkables mountains behind them, serving up views so impressive that we just have to attempt capturing it, even through a filthy window, knowing the photos won’t do it justice. But we have to try, right?
Since we’re trying to get in some backcountry time, Robin and Forrest could use some coffees and a bite to eat. We find Mrs. Woolly’s General Store, which isn’t open yet. So, we wait.
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