We left the campsite in Punakaiki this morning and made a short stop at the scenic Pancake Blow Holes. No, this isn’t a gathering of heavy breathing dolphins. Rock formations along the coast have created a natural wonder where upon sea water squirts through gaping openings in the cliff face. How magical does that sound.
Trust me it’s worth a brief stop over as you can grab some lovely shots of the weird rock formations. Take note however, if you don’t go early the place will be swarming with Chinese tourists and you’ll end up elbow wrestling for good photo positioning.
As we had little time here, I managed to grab video footage for the blog, real-time and not time-lapse sadly. Although this actually worked out for the best as time-lapse would have looked pretty shabby amidst the overcast skies.
Fifth mental note to self on this journey, check your video settings are working before blasting through filming a location. The last thing you want to happen is complete your master piece only to find you were actually taking photographs and not film. Nice one Matt. Nice one.
I then proceeded to redo all the filming, as I adamantly refused to leave the location without anything to show for it; having already put so much effort in. Hopefully the rushed second shoot looks half decent.
We then headed off after purchasing myself a new waterproof for the cycling challenge fast approaching in three days time. Location number two for the day was Hokitika Gorge.
A small fifteen minute walk from the car park through the trees unfolds a hidden watery gem. Glaciers high above in the alps melt and release a deep turquoise slow flowing river cutting its way through the alpine forest.
The mystical waters are so accent, over the years they have cut a pathway into the large mountain rock face hundreds of feet deep.
Travelers coat the river boarders snapping pictures as well as taking a dip for the more courageous visitors.
A chance to jump of a five meter high overhang proved too much of a temptation, forcing me to rip of all my gear and dive in. Order of Welshman marinated in glacier water please. Don’t worry, I kept it strictly PG 13 and left my shorts on as many kids would have been traumatized; as my pride certainly would have been exposing my manhood to such frosty temperatures.
All in all a successful stop having got my adrenaline fix along with some captivating footage. Again, no time-lapse here but the location will certainly make up for it. Onwards to Hokitika for a well deserved rest, after a late night hostel camp fire to socialize and be merry. Franz Josef lies on the horizon. Cant wait.