Our tent survived the nights wind. Thankfully the trees did too! The cycle trail continues straight and true before hooking down into civilisation.
We enter Tekapo and admire the turquoise blue water. The historic bronze statue of the sheepdog and the stone church are getting a fair amount of attention from tourists.
The lake water level is low. The mountains beyond bare, brown and scarred. The place has a sense of tight control on buildings. It’s set aside for tourists to visit, enjoy, then leave again.
The rabbit population is doing well. Five, eight, twelve and that’s just the ones out in the evening light.
The moon creeps up over the ranges. I click a few pics. By 11pm there is the sound of raindrops on the tent. Here it comes…
Mackenzie basin with the Southern Alps in the distance.The trail into Tekapo.
A couple from Minnesota USA offered to take our pic.
The famous bronze sheepdog memorial.
Church of the Good Shepherd.
Footbridge to Tekapo township.
The scene from the campground.
Karl interacting with the locals.
The moon on the rise over Lake Tekapo.
It's Emma, the cyclist with the blog from Whanganui! I've been keeping on reading your blog- we were due to cross paths but somewhere along the way we've missed eachother- I was in Tekapo just yesterday! Happy walking. Hope the rain hasn't hit too hard.
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