The Maori name for this land does not register properly until seeing those magnificent long white clouds. Everywhere. Enjoy the view.
The Franz Josef Glacier. We walked 1 hour along the riverbed to view the lowest point reached by the ice sheet. A heavy rain had flooded the small town a few days before which made it inaccessible for awhile. The flood ran through a local hotel, prompting discussion of moving the town!
A waterfall on the way to the glacier
The scraped boulders imprinted by the advance and recession of the glacier left fascinating patterns.
A fond farewell to the white water, snow, clouds, and of course...
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